It was only 2 days left before Damian's summer break is over. Lately, he's been stuck at the apartment basically watching videos online and sometimes fixing his own clothes out of boredom. Right now he's lying down on his mattress just having some thoughts about what happened so far.
'With all the feathers that we've gathered, is there anything in those memories that can help me figure out how you lost your memories?' he thought in his head,
"Well, so far we the only memory that I had at the time was defeating the Dark Dragon." Neon replied in his head, "The reason how I lost my memories is still blurry to me."
'Then, we'll keep looking,' Damian thought in his head,
Suddenly, Victor came into the room. "Hey, uh, just came to let you know that there'll be someone to drop by a package," he told Damian,
"I see," Damian said,
"Also, Uncle Terry just went out to buy groceries. I'm going out to hang out with a couple of my friends. Can you make sure the package gets here?"
"Sure thing,"
"Great! Thanks!" Victor went out and locked the door behind him,
Damian just shrugged and grabbed his phone to watch some videos.
Knock! Knock! Someone's at the door.
'That was quick,' Damian thought as he got up and walked to the door. By the time he opened it, he saw no one and a box was on the carpet. So, he put the box inside but when he closed the door behind him, something grabbed him from behind and dragged him through the roof like a ghost dropping the box on the ground.
He was lifted into the air and landed on top of the roof. When he got up, he saw the cloaked figure standing on the edge of the building.
"You..." Damian murmured. He recalled the first time he encountered the cloaked figure and was utterly defeated. "What do you want?" he asked,
"To chat of course," The cloaked figure replied, "Why else would I bring you all the way up here?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe you just wanted to torture me." Damian replied sarcastically.
"True." The cloaked figure said, "But I'm only here to see if you have what it takes to beat someone that is beyond your level."
Damian grunted, and his medallion glowed and transformed him into NightBlade. "Wanna test that theory?" he asked,
The cloaked figure smirked, "Then let's begin,"
An hour had passed and the fight continues. Vines popping out of nowhere while NightBlade sliced every one of them in mid-air.

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NIGHTBLADE
Teen Fiction"When all hope is consumed by the darkness, a bright light shall appear and a Phoenix shall bring peace to us all"