Damian Wayne x assassin reader

What to do

Sitting there I realize. This is...well might be something worse than I thought. I wait a second before saying."I should be going." I walk towards the door. I hear the sound of wind and drop my weight to the side. Seeing a tranquilizer fly by my ear. What have I gotten myself into. Wrong guy. Seconds later I feel someone's rugged breathing right beside me. I whip my head to the side. Nobody is hear anymore...I'm alone in the middle of a warehouse. waving my hand to get ride of the cloud of gas I walked into. Crap...what the hell was that. I stand there in the middle of that room alone, a rugged breathing beside my ear. I flip my head to the side this time pulling a knife and holding it where a neck should be. But when I open my eyes again there's no knife. Just blood. Blood everywhere, on my hands on the floor all over the room. I hear animalistic cries coming from the corner. Slowly I make my way over there. The hell is going on. I see a dark shadow, Run across the room. As I walk the shadow disappears and suddenly I'm with them, walking on broken glass. Is the blood on the floor mine. I step again and the shadowy figure is gone. The blood covered floor isn't though. A few more steps and I slip due to the pain in my feet and the blood everywhere. I fall. I feel like I'm falling forever. Is this a nightmare or reality. As I land on the glass, I put my hands to my head. Blood following and slipping down my face. I turn my head at the sound of distorted pleas. All the people I've killed sit there. In a heap crying with the weapons I used. The sound of a baby wailing snaps my head...I...i...I...one of my targets...she...she was pregnant when I killed her...I...I shouldn't have killed her. She...I should have waited...it's my fault. I watch as my dead friends from with THEM...all walk to me. "YOU killed us." I freeze. I did. I killed them. It was my fault that they're dead. What's wrong with me. "We cared for you and you killed us." "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...I'm so-sorry." I sat there my heart rate speeding up. My breathing going ridged. "You killed us, with our hesitation." I shake my head."No I didn't want to kill you. Please. I'm so sorry." They yell insults and the voices start to get choppy and distorted. They inch closer I sit there on the ground as the voices and faces envelope me. Then silence. It's all gone. The voices,the blood, my victims,and the glass. I pull my knees to my chest and cry a small."I'm sorry." Sitting there I hear a voice."don't lie to me y/n" I snap my tear stained face up to be meet with Damian. "We all know you just wanted to cause more problems. That's why you left the manner. That's why you left me and got into this situation. Don't come back or follow me. I don't want you anymore." I sit there."no. I didn't...I'm not trying to cause problems. I just...I just...please...don't leave me Damian...I'm sorry. Come back. Don't...don't leave me...not again...Not like..." "not like me?" My heart stops and I look."no...nononononononononono you can't be here. You...you can't...be." My breath that had momentarily calmed picks up and is racing faster and faster trying to match my heart beat."Aww and why is it that I can't be here."I sit there on the ground eyes wide. "Are you still afraid of THEM." I shake my head."no...this isn't possible ...no... no...no....no...no." I hear him let out a laugh."They sent me to retrieve you." I shake my head frantic."no...please no." He just smirks down at me evily."You have a mission." I push my self from the ground."no...I won't...I can't...no more...I can't kill anymore. Please don't make me." Theres a momentary silence. Then there's a sound behind me."Kill all but one of them." Theres a gun in my hand and I turn around to be meet with Bruce ties up in a chair and tim and Jason and dick and Damian."no...I can't...please... please... please... please... please...no" I stand there now shaking."no...no...I won't...I can't." He then smiles."then I will kill all of them." I shout."No!!!" Then am meet with the gruesome sight of their mangled bodies."NO." I shreak. "It's all your fault that we're dead." Their corpses are right in front of me bloody and beaten. "You're the reason we're dead." My victims are behind them as they inch closer to me."you killed us so we're going to kill you." I stumble again. Tripping on my own feet."no you don't understand. Please. Please. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I cared about you guys...I think I love you. I wouldn't kill you. You're the first people I've liked and not been afraid to be around."Then I'm kicked and sent flying through the air to land on my side. Damians above me again."Well we don't even like you. You're too weak to be with us." He kicks me, and everyone joins in. I cuddle myself inward and scream and cry."Im sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."my whole body hurts and I feel like I'm being stabbed repeatedly. It slows and I'm pinned by each of them and then they carve my skin. I sit there screaming the names of my victims and the names of the people I care about. Why are they doing this. I close my eyes and it all fades to black.