Dark Mirror
A Word: I'm going to regret bringing all four of the male Robins into this.
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The mirror shatters.
Bright shards raining down to the dirty floor. Damian's careful not to look into the still dangerous glass as he continues down the hall. Swinging his axe quickly and precisely so that each of the dark mirrors is destroyed before it can capture his image. Capture a bit of his soul to twist. The sound of it attracts the creatures that hide in the shadow and Damian pushes as far as he dares before falling back to face the skittering things.
Retreating to the alcove he's stuffed Richard in. Eyes glazed and distant as he fights off something Damian only understands the bare basics of. A mental attack that had hit them all to various degrees when they entered this cursed area. Meant to split them up, it had worked on Drake and Todd, and nearly on Richard as well. It had taken all Damian had to keep up with his eldest brother. He still hadn't been able to save him from the mirrors though.
It had been a twisted and rotten creature that Damian found attacking Richard. Something black and shaped like the older man as it broke through the mirror and attempted to kill them both before escaping into the building. Leaving Richard nearly catatonic.
Chittering fills his ears and Damian steps forward as two of the creatures slip out of cracks in the ceiling. Blackened spiders larger than Damian and with just enough of a feminine suggestion to their shape to be disturbing even to him. Gaping maws filled with teeth grin open at him as they jerkily advance. They're agile but easily defeated. One shrieks as he cleaves the head area open with a single strike. The other dances in shared pain long enough for Damian to turn the axe on it. Less than thirty seconds to take care of both.
Damian whirls. Axe already swinging to take out the third that always appears when he looks away long enough. Silent and creeping towards Richard. Given a choice the creatures will ignore Damian and go after his brother. He's not sure if that's connected with the mirrors or not as of yet.
Gore splatters the wall as Damian flicks the axe. Observing the edge of the head and testing the handle. This weapon will break soon enough, but at least it will last him longer than the boards he'd been forced to use in the beginning. Satisfied, Damian reaches out to pull on one of Richard's arms, "Get up, Grayson. We must move on."
Richard stands easily without further prompting and follows Damian further down the hall. His eyes wander over the creatures and he only needs one tug to keep up. It's a vast improvement that only furthers Damian's belief the mirrors have much to do with his brother's condition. With each one destroyed the man seems to regain a little more of his mind. A little more animation and awareness.
It's a large building that they are in, and the mirrors are everywhere. Damian paces forward steadily to the next glint. Boots crunching over broken shards. Determined to snap his brother out of this assault. No matter how far he has to walk or how many creatures crawl out of the rotten walls around them. He will save Richard and then he will find Timothy and Jason. Save those idiots from whatever mess they have undoubtedly gotten themselves into.
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