Gotham Shenanigans ( Jason Todd / Red Hood ) Fan Fiction

CHAPTER SEVEN

" Where did you get this...???", Damien asked, threatening me with his frown.

" I – I told you I bought it." Oh god oh god. One wrong move and that Tanto was going  up in my ass. Damien looked down on the short blade with a pair of cold stone eyes, gripping it hard as if it was Tim's neck.

" I bought it ...near Nepal. I don't remember the shop's name though." I continued on with my lies.

Tim : " Huh ?? Since when did you have the time to go to Nepal...?".

Fuck you Tim ! Why couldn't you mind your own business with your espresso and keyboards, no wonder Damien was always at your ass. I pursed my lips and spat a quick answer before throwing a few glares at Tim, " Emm Rose ?? Duhhh."

Tim : " Oh that chick...".

" Yeah I used to visit her .... Like ... a lot."

" Whatever....", Damien replied while grabbing a handful of gears and gadgets from the cave's garage and taking out one of the  Batmobile.

" Whoa Whoa Whoa what are you doing ??", I asked, I didn't really care where he was heading to but I needed to know to warn  Katrina or give her a head start.

Tim : " Dude !! You're taking out that thing ?? Yooo that's a prototype. Bruce's gonna mad Damien."

I rushed to him, grabbing his tiny killer hand from whatever he was planning to do. Tim was still in his small territory, nodding up his head toward us, because he knew he didn't want to be in this mess, he knew this ain't a joke.

" Damien !!", finally I used the tone on that kid that Bruce used to do on me.

" I know she is out there Jason...", he convinced me confidently, " So I'm taking every god damn opportunities  to bring her back to home."

" Home ?? Are you insane ? She doesn't even know Bruce or us." I tried to stop him again.

" For me Home is where family is....not some gothic mansion. So as long as I'm here....breathing and alive,...I am her Home."  He started the engine before taking a few more supplies.

Tim : " Damien ...", he called out with distress displaying on his face.  " At least make sure you got home by time before Bruce come back from the league mission... you don't want him to get pissed... Do you...?? "

" He pissed us 24/7 Drake." And with that the kid vanished into a layer of thin air with the new prototype Batmobile, which wasn't done fixing not a long time ago. Yeah... Bruce's going to be pissed.

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Taking a nap after a long night with Katrina was what I needed. I remembered the time she used to bring me apples and some hot tea to drink for the night and we would talk all night long until the morning sun light shot through her icy pupils. Kat visited me most of the time at night, since she hated getting sunlight on her skin. I once thought maybe this chick was a vampire but no she just hated the heat and what's better than sneaking out of that gloomy assassin castle at night with guards all rounded up the whole mountain.

Kat knew who I was back then, a resurrected Robin who failed Batman and his family but what she didn't discover was the other me, Jason Peter Todd, and.... I kept her that way.

FOUR YEARS AGO

Lying down on the cold ground after a few weeks of bathing from the Lazarus Pit, a rustle of bushes and leaves cautioned me to sit up and grab a hard rock near me. The sound was getting near and near, tickling my ears to focus on it. I gripped the rock tight and prepared myself to throw whatever beast that was coming out of the bushes. Surprisingly, a figure of small leg appeared from the bush revealing a girl around my age with a bunch of plastic boxes carrying around  her feminine arms.