A bell rang, signifying the end of another school day. As in the morning but in reverse, students flooded out of the school building, going to their respective parents or the bus bay.
William made his way through the crowd to the waiting A.R.G.U.S. car, whose driver was waiting patiently outside it.
"Clayton!"
William let out a groan before he turned to his supposed new 'friend'. Throughout the day, Damian had done several things that just annoyed Will. He was a show-off - answering all the questions, constantly commenting on other people, how Gotham was so much better than Star City… He seemed pretty attached to William as well. When they were assigned group work, Damian asked if he could be with William.
He caught Damian glaring at the A.R.G.U.S. agent. The agent looked slightly unnerved.
Damian lowered his voice before asking, "Is your father the Green Arrow?"
William nodded. It was starting to get annoying, with everyone asking him. Sure, he was the son of a superhero vigilante, but was it really that big of a deal?
"So that's why Father sent me…" He heard Damian mutter.
Bruce Wayne sent him? But...why?
"Do you want to start on the science project today? I already have ideas which should be sufficient enough for us to achieve an A." Damian offered.
"Uhh, maybe next time. I'm a bit preoccupied today."
"See you tomorrow, then."
Damian walked off to another black car.
William got into his own car and put on his seatbelt. The agent started the car and pulled out of the kerb.
They were five minutes away from the safe house when the agent noticed that a van was following them. Could be nothing. But the agent knew not to take risks when you're a bodyguard.
"Sir, can you make sure your seatbelt is done properly?"
She made a sharp turn into a street. The van followed. Her eyes kept glancing at the rear mirror. That van was definitely following them.
They couldn't go to the safe house like this- the location will be exposed.
The agent raced through streets. Cut through traffic. Ran a few red lights.
Nothing slowed them down.
The black Mercedes van made its way to the left of the car. The window opened. A masked man revealed a pistol with a silencer. William sat in his seat in horror, the gun aimed right at the agent's head. Seconds became minutes as he saw the finger on the trigger tense up, preparing to shoot…
BANG!