dick grayson x reader ⚠︎︎ kill order

thirty-five

" how many more people have to get hurt because of me?  "

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Dick got
off the phone with Bruce, explaining to him that it was necessary to put Lex Luther on the guest list and that they would discuss it further when he came back.

Y/n studied her finger nails, worried about the situation. If an evil man had such a powerful weapon, to what extremes would he use it? She leaned back against the couch while she watched Dick pace around the living room.

"But why did Lex want me to kill you if he was planning on using the weapon?" Y/n wondered out loud, biting her lip, "what is he even going to do with the weapon?" Dick stayed still, his facial features twisting around as he thought,

"it could've been a distraction, to distract Bruce so he could easily get to Superman." He suggest but y/n was still skeptical.

"I thought Superman was invincible?" She looked up at Dick who was shaking his head. His hands were on his hips as he sighed.

"Superman has one weakness; kryptonite." He explained. He sat down next to y/n, "that weapon could be radiating it."

Y/n began to tune everything out so she could focus, what would happen if Superman were to die? The thought send chills up her spine, considering Superman was a symbol of hope for the nation.

"It still doesn't add up." Dick admitted, right as his phone rang. Looking down at his phone he was surprised to see who was calling. He gave y/n an apologetic look as he answered the phone, interrupting their conversation.

"This is Dick." He stated, standing up. He was back to pacing around. Y/n watched her feet, the ankle monitor was off but she still felt bound to the manor.

"What?" Dick asked in disbelief, snapping his head towards y/n. His eyes were wide open as he started patting down his body, looking for his own car keys.

"I'm on my way." He closed the phone, his mouth still gapping. Y/n stood up and grabbed his forearms, snapping him out of his surprised trance.

"What happened?" She interrogated him as he shook his head, trying to get certain thoughts out of his head. The gala was only a couple of days away.

"I wasn't the only one Lex was targeting." Dick swallowed, still a bit shaken, "we need to get to Jump City, right away." He started walking for the door.

"Jump City? Dick, that's on the other side of the country." Y/n felt glued in place, she was still gaining Bruce's trust and she knew leaving Gotham was just going to ruin everything she'd built up.

"Dick... I can't." Her eyes looked at him softly and for a second he forgot. He rushed up to her, kissing her roughly on the lips. It was the adrenaline rushing through his viens that made him act out.

He held onto y/n's shoulders, looking at her dead in the eye.

"I think Bruce will understand, bedsides, it's an emergency." He grabbed her by the wrist, dragging her throughout the manner and into the batcave.

"Why? What's happening?" They were standing in front of a jet, designed like one of Batman's batterangs. Dick opened the door compartment as a ramp lowered for them.

"I'll explain once we're in the air." He stated, pulling her along with them.

"Do you even know how to drive this thing?" She shrieked, as he sat her down in one of the seats, he nodded.

"The Bat-Jet has an autopilot." Y/n swallowed her fears as the plan made its wave out of the cave through the waterfall. She reached out for Dick's hand and took it.

"Can you please tell me what's going on?!" She leaned forward as she looked down at Gotham as it left her view.

Dick had a grave look on his face, he was visibly worried.

"Someone tried to kill Superboy." He told her and
y/n let go of her hand to cover her mouth.

"Do you think it has something to do with the Tactile Rifle?" She asked, hoping it didn't because it would mean they were too late.