Prologue
The nights patrol started out like any other we scoured the streets of Gotham for criminals.
Only tonight was different, not because of all the costumed masses traveling through the city or even because many of Gotham's "elite" scum were crawling out of the woodwork to wreak havoc.
This was the night that my whole world changed.
"Robin let's move we have a break-in at the Gotham museum." My father commanded heading towards the bat-mobile.
"Another break-in? That's the fifth one tonight!" I studied my father's face as we sped off towards the museum; he was tense no doubt from the lack of sleep these past couple of days and now we were hunting down the 17th criminal of the night and it was barely 9 o'clock.
It seemed as though the entire cities underworld had gone completely insane. "What the hell is wrong with this place today?"
"It's Halloween, typically around this time of year all the head cases get riled up because it's easier for them to cause trouble and with so many running around in costumes they can blend in better. It also makes it easier for them to harm people while going unnoticed." He stated grimly focusing on the job at hand; we were silent until we arrived at the museum.
Entering the building was simple enough as the security system had already been disabled now all we had to do was locate the thief and educate him on the damaging effect of a life of crime.
I smiled to myself anxious for the fight and the chance to bash in the lowlifes face. We split up to cover more ground but not before Batman warned me not to do anything reckless if I found him.
Moving silently through the building yielding no results, I was informing my father when I spotted him.
Paradox.
He was a villain that had appeared in recent months creating chaos wherever he went and he seemed to be everywhere and nowhere all at once. Even Batman had been unable to find any information on him but we knew that his suit had something to do with allowing him to be anyplace, anytime.
If I was going to catch him it had to be quick before he could teleport.
I lunged at him attempting to strike him from behind and knock him out.
I failed.
I could feel the electricity surging through my body, my muscles convulsing; his suit had more capabilities then I was aware, charging him had been stupid and reckless.
Worse than the pain of the electricity was the thought of how disappointed my father would be.
Again I had disobeyed and again I had nearly gotten myself killed.
Then I heard it, the familiar whizzing sound of a batarang flying through the air hitting paradox forcing him to release me.
I watched as my father swooped down upon him one solid punch to the jaw knocked Paradox to the ground. He quickly tried to adjust the device on his gauntlet to escape but my father hit it with another batarang, the device sparked and sizzled.
Paradox shouted in pain as the mechanism glowed brighter he glared heatedly at my father promising to make him pay.
Typical.
His device was activating and I knew my father noticed it as well, but he did not move.
If we didn't act Paradox would escape again. I could not let that happen.
Again I was stupid and reckless.
I tackled him to the ground and grabbed hold of the gauntlet - the last thing I heard was my father calling out to me.
A bright blue light enveloped us and I felt as though I was falling I latched tightly on to the villain who struggled in my grasp until the light faded and we hit the pavement.
Hard.
I lost my grip on Paradox and rolled across the ground.
He rose to his feet, I tried to stand but I collapsed back onto the ground my vision was cloudy, my head swimming, and I felt ready to vomit.
"YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" He roared, as his foot came down on my head slamming my face into the pavement.
The force made my skull feel like it was splitting in two, I tried once more to stand but it did not work my arms and legs felt like gelatin.
"My device is ruined, now we are both stuck here! Do you realize what you've done?"
"I don't really care." Using all of my strength I pushed myself to my feet, head ringing as I tried to keep from losing consciousness.
His mouth turned up in a grim smile, "You're out here all alone boy wonder, the bat isn't here to protect you. I am going to enjoy killing you."
He started towards me and I raised my arms in a pathetic attempt to shield myself when through the haze I heard the roar of an engine nearing us quickly.
He noticed it as well, smile disappearing he pulled a small disk from his suit and flung it into the air.
"Another time." he muttered as the darkness was pierced by a blinding light.
Clutching my head to ease the pain my head snapped to my left when I heard the screech of tires.
The last thing I saw was a pair of headlights barreling towards me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Damian Wayne he is the property of DC, I do however own the OC's used in this story.