Gotham's Angel of death

Ra's al Ghul

Tim POV

"I can't believe we're doing this."
Dick shook his head.
"You know I don't usually get those feelings that you guys do, but right now I would just like to put it out there..."
He walked closer to Bruce.
"I feel REALLY bad about this."

I rolled my eyes,
"I think we all feel that Dick."
I stood up from my seat and walked to the others. On the screen was now the files about the Red hood a.k.a Jason. I leaned against the desk.
"So do you have any idea of how this could actually be Jason. You said you dug up his body and it was a fake, but what I want to know is who brought him back. Cause someone could have easily just stolen the body to get to you."

Bruce nodded.
"Exactly what I thought at first, but then I thought of who could actually bring them back. And only one man came to mind."

Realization hit me.
" Ra's al Ghul."

Dick's head whipped over to me.
"Do you mean to tell me that Ra's al Ghul, the centuries of years old, leader of assassins, not to mention Damian's grandfather brought Jason back to life?"
I nodded.
"Well isn't that convenient."

"And coincidental."
All of us turned our heads to see Damian walking out of the shadows.
"Either Brianna training has helped me improve immensely, or all of you are diluted with distraction."

"Both I imagine."
I commented as I sat down.
Damian looked at all of us in utter confusion.

"What could have possibly ruined my father's composure. While I do think I could surpass you two now,"
He pointed to Dick and I.
"Even with Brianna's help I don't think I could surpass father this quickly. It still amazes me that she has. So what happened?"

I looked at Bruce dismissing Damian's comment about me. Bruce sighs after glancing back at me.
"We can't tell you."

Damian's whole posture changed.
"Why not. I already know it's something to do with Brianna and the famous red hood. How those two coincide I don't know, but I know I could help-,"

"You can NOT know Damian."
Bruce's tone was stern.
My eyes widened as I turned the other direction.

And Bruce has now entered Dad mode.

Damian looked agitated out of his mind.
"Why not?"

"Because if I tell you what's going on you would be in just as much of a mess as we are. I need your head to be clear if you're going to help. Understood?"

I glanced over at them to see Damian staring intensely at Bruce. Only after a few seconds of scanning him did Damian nod his head.
"Understood."

"Wonderful,"
I remarked standing back up.
"So we need to know everything you know about what your grandfather did about 10 years ago."

Damian cocked his his head at me.
"What is it you think my grandfather has done Drake?"

I swear this kid won't ever call me by my first name. You can definitely see how they're related.

"Well it's nothing too out of the ordinary.."
Dick dragged with a weird, high pitched voice.

"About ten years ago we think that your grandfather brought Jason Todd back to life."
I explained bluntly, giving Bruce a pointed look.

With that he pulled up the files.

"We already know that he probably used the Lazarus pit to do it, but what we want to know is why."
Bruce said after pulling up all the files back onto the computer screen. Except for one particular one.