The lives I've written (percy Jackson Batfam cossover)

Chapter six: Red

~Damians POV~
I personally did not get everyones obsession ever the small child that would be temporarily living with us for three months. Key work temporarily because thats all that he is, temporary in my opinion it's better not to get attached, not that the three impulses would listen to me. Even father seems to be growing found of the small child that of what I've seen has only caused panic, and that was unintentionally just imagine what would happen if he maniacally decided to mess with us. Because as much as I hate to admit it the little brat might already have my family wrapped around his little fingers.

And as the day progressed his statement only became more realistic. I mean the kid was cute not gonna lie, but they were Batman's prodigy, didn't they have better things to do then to watch and play with a seven-year-old all day!

So after breakfast I decided to go to the gym and blow off some steam. Hopefully Todd or Grayson come by to train so I can have a sparring partner. But there probably hanging out with Jackson and I refuse to ask any of them to hang out with me, I will not beg for social interaction even if I need it.

Once I reached the giant gym I went over to my wall of sword that's covered in you guessed it swords. I had all types small, double edged, double sided, large, but my personal favorite is my Katanas.

They were the same Katanas I had carried with me since I was six, the first couple times I had gone on patrol as Robin I had taken them with me. But I feared they would break due to being fine metal and made for assassination and not close to close combat. But looking at them and training with them always made me smile, just remembering my only happy memory's of infinity island.

                              ~Flash back~

I fell hard on my side after getting barreled by one of my grandfathers newest Lazarus pit assassin, Red. We had been fighting for an hour and every single time he had won, I was so angry at my grandfather for thinking this man was to train me, he was not worthy. So I just pushed my self back to my feet and sneered
"You are not worthy to fight me"

He just stopped and said "keep telling your self that short stack" if not for the mask he and the man wore he was sure that Damian would be staring at a cheeky smile that Red would have produced.

"Well at least  I didn't die, and have all my memories" and charged at him, for a second Reds moves seemed to falter but then he countered my move and stuck me in a choke hold faster than you can say chupacabra.

"You fight with anger, that will come back to bite you" Red said as he let go of me and started to walk over to a bench. "That's a whole lot of wisdom from a zombie ya know, you sound like you've heard that before"

Red turned his head away his red hood and black mask making him almost unreadable "I don't know, but I feel like some one important to me told me that once" Red said before looking at the six year old and saying "Hey that reminds me, I know you don't celebrate birthdays here, but when I was on a mission  I got a flash back of a birthday with me and all these other people dressed in bright colors! And when looking through the leagues data base I found out that today's your birthday sooo"

Red started to reach down to grab something and I immediately tensed preparing my self for an attack when he pulled out something long and sharp. He presented it to me and said "When I was out there was this place in Japan were you could forge a personalized katana and new you dining have one, so here"

I took the Katana running my finger over the glass base that had the initials D.W and a bat imbedded in it.
"Why a bat?"

Red just shrugged and said "when ever I see a bat it tiggers memories and people who were that symbol always protected me in each memory, so I'm hoping this will protect you little Dementor"

I smiled at my assassin name that mother had given me, but then frowned as I realized the initials were D.W. "Why D.W?" Red shrugged again but replied nonetheless and said

"I remember always wanting a little brother, especially when I see memories of me walking all alone through empty hallways. I hated feeling alone but in some memories there blurry but people would be talking and wound always say, whatever J.W.  And I see you as a little brother Dementor so your real name might be something else but to me you are D.W"

I could feel tears well up behind my mask and before I knew it I was hugging Red. "Thank you Red Hood"
"Red hood?" He asked
"Yeah it's soots you" I said
He chuckled and said "I might just keep that ya know kid"
After a couple seconds we pulled away and mother had called me from across the yard.

So I strapped my new Katana to my side, and looked back to give Red a nod. Little did I know that, that was the last time I would see Red for four years.

But six year old me did not know of the horrors that led ahead of me and just walked towards my mother who was discussing with a man who had one glowing yellow eye that years later would still send shivers down my spine"
   
                              ~End of flash back~

I also remember when I had seen Red again, I was even more surprised that he had kept the name given to him by a six year old but then again the world is a strange place.

The night after first realizing Todd was Red I cried I let myself break because it seems he had forgotten me. He didn't think of Damian Wayne as a brother no that was reserved for Dementor he only thought Damian as Demon. A Demon Todd wanted exorcist from the family. Those thought made him feel so weak, Grayson tried to be a big brother but that was reserved for Red and no one else.

But as time passed he decided to forget Red, like Red had forgotten him. So that's what he did he fought with anger, and pain not letting anyone in.

I never told Todd of who I was, I always kept the end of the blade in a sheath so he would not recognize it as it was hung on the wall.

I grinned at my katana and walked over to the practice mats before doing some flips and sticking my Katana through open air

Some time must and passed because I was brought out of my trance by an aww struck seven year old "What wow! Teach me! teach me!" I gave him a look before saying "it's to dangerous, you don't even know how to properly hold a sword!" I told the hyper seven year old.

The seven years old just said "yes, I do! Plz just teach me how to use the one" he said pointing at my Katana. I just shook my head at him and grabbed a slightly lighter sword off the wall and handed it the small boy.

"You say you can hold a sword?......
then show me."

Wow I know a short chapter sorry guys but still have school sadly. But fear not I will continue to update until then remember stay chill and no demon summoning without me lots of love- L.H