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December 13th:
Damian:
The next morning Damian was not happy when he woke up in the private jet. He was on the bed next to Atlas, so he got up and walked out of the room and found it was just him and Atlas in the jet besides the pilot. Slade had apparently had taken another plane to where ever they were being taken. Damian walked over to a window and looked out and saw they were over the ocean and he smirked.
With that he looked around for any kind of emergency stuff, since it was required for a plane or jet to have it. He smirked when he came across one of those life boats where you pull the string and it inflates immediately. Damian then grabbed it and set it beside the emergency door and then went back to the bedroom and woke Atlas.
"Get up, Atlas, we're getting out of here," Damian stated and Atlas sat up and looked confused. After she processed it she got to her feet and looked as if she was going to fall over so Damian grabbed her and took her to where the boat was.
"What'sthe...Plan?" Atlas asked trying to space out her words so they weren't so slurred.
"If we're going to escape, we need to do it now...I'm going to take the plane over," Damian said bluntly and Atlas blinked and processed what he said before nodded.
"Then...Why...these?" Atlas asked gesturing to the life jackets and boat.
"We may crash," Damian said bluntly and she went as pale as snow. She looked as if she was going to have a panic attack and Damian wondered if she was afraid of heights. He then left to scavenge around and found two life jackets and he put on one. Atlas did the same and stood up and got in the nearest seat holding onto the inflatable boat. Damian took a deep breath and went to go take out the pilot and take over the plane.
Tim:
Tim got to California finally after waiting for his pilot to be able to fly because of the mini blizzard that was in New Jersey, Gotham. He got off the private jet and thought about the conversation he had had with his brothers. Jason had gotten pissed with him and snapped, but surprisingly apologized in a voice message. Dick as probably worried sick and was most likely going to tell Barbara what happened. Which meant Jason, Dick, and Barbara were going to come after him and demand answers.
He didn't want that for three reasons: one he didn't want to ruin Dick's and Barbara's honeymoon, two he didn't want Jason to lose time with his kids, and three he wanted to prove that he could do something without help. Tim had noticed lately that people were treating him like a glass doll, not his family with the exception of Jason, but his friends and the other leaguers. He guess it was because of Stephanie and Conner dying, and sure he managed to reclone Conner, but he wasn't about to do that to Stephanie.
Tim knew his family was oblivious to his suffering, except again Jason, and if they noticed they said nothing. Bruce never put Stephanie's costume in a glass case like he did for Jason. Dick acted as if everything was alright and kept up the optimism and avoided talking about Steph. Cassandra was grieving herself and had been in and out of Gotham since. Damian let up on his nit picking, but continued to do so for who knows why. Helena didn't talk about dead people she pressed on, sort of like her father, his adoptive father.
Jason, though, stopped tormenting him all together, stopped calling him replacement, told him to stick around. He took him in and treated him like an actual brother, and gave him a pep talk when he needed it. Then there was Liza, she saw through his act and started doing little things his family never did, well except Dick, but he hardly hung out with him anymore. Liza would come up behind him and catch him off guard with a hug and would tell him to try and smile at least once a day or when someone does right by him or others. She would also make him join her and Jason during movie nights and challenged him games even though she lost every time. Liza would also ruffle his hair and tell him that life was hard and that she knew you couldn't get over something, but had to take things one step at a time thinking one day it wont hurt as much and he could live again.
Tim sighed as he found a fourth reason to be doing this, for Liza and for Jason since he noticed how his brother stared at the sunflower blonde when she wasn't looking. He found it humorous to watch Jason sit there trying to figure out how to get the girl he was afraid to like in fear that she would get hurt. Tim remembered how he had woken Jason up one day just to tease him about his crush on her.
He smirked at the memory and shook his head, he had work to do and a little demon brother and a friend to find; not to mention pay back a favor to Jason and keep Dick and Barbara from ruining their honeymoon.
Damian:
Damian plan had gone smoothly, the only difficulty he had had was getting into the cockpit. Though with his training it only took him about fifteen minutes to figure out how. After that he successfully apprehended the pilot and was surprised there was one, after that he checked the coordinates and reset them and left the plane on autopilot. He then dragged the now tied up pilot into the hall way and frowned once he saw the pilot looked amused.
With that he took off the gag and asked,"What are you amused about?" and the pilot just grinned.
"The jet was rigged so that if it would be put on autopilot the engines would die...Deathstroke warned you not to try anything, now we're all going to die," the man said and laughed and Damian glared.
He then untied the pilot and said,"Try and save this plane," and the pilot didn't hesitate to run back to the cockpit to try and save his own skin. Damian then ran to the kitchen and got a trash bag and through every bottle of water from the fridge in there, which totals twenty and everything there was to eat in there as well. He then scavenged around and found another life jacket and put it in the bag and tied a knot in it so nothing would fall out then tied it to a strap on his life jacket.
Just as he did that the engines gave out and they started to nose dive towards the oceans and Damian start tumbling forward. He was sure that it was how he was going to die when Atlas caught him and pulled him into a seat as the plane leveled some. She buckled him into the seat next to her and the air bags dropped so she forced one over his face then put one over hers. The plane then nose dived again and then it crashed and his vision went black. Once he got his sight back Atlas was out of her seat and was tugging on his belt and he realized it was stuck.
Damian took a deep breath to keep from panicking and grabbed the buckle and Atlas got up and stumbled around until she found a butter knife and she came back and used it as a wedge. He then pulled the buckle while she pulled down and the belt popped up and he climbed out and grabbed Atlas and got to the emergency door and opened it and water started coming in rapidly. Damian knew they would drown if they didn't get out just then so he shoved Atlas out and he realized he forgot the boat. So he had to swim to the back to where it floated to and grabbed it and by time he got to the door the plane was almost full of water. With that he used all his might and swam underwater with his life jacket on out the door.
The next thing he knew he was shot to the surface and he gasped for air when he came to the surface and looked around trying to find Atlas. He was about to panic and think the ocean swept her away when someone grabbed him from behind and he saw Atlas. She had a dazed look, but she looked at him and offered one of those Cheshire grins she had, the one that got on his nerves because it reminded him of Irey West's grin and she was annoying just like her dad. Right now though he was just glad to see her, even though he wouldn't admit it.
Damian then remembered the boat and turned away from Atlas and pulled the string and the boat inflated. They then heaved themselves onto the life raft and he put the bag of supplies he gathered in the middle of him. If they played things right they would have enough supplies to survive a few weeks on the ocean, and by then hope that a boat comes to get them or at least find a island.
"Pilot?" Atlas asked her voice still slurred.
"He would of drowned by time we got me out of the seat belt, if he hadn't been killed by the impact of the nose dive we took which is the most likely case," Damian said and Atlas got a solemn look. She was doing better today, but she wouldn't be properly functioning for a while, probably will be back to normal with a month at least, three months at most.
"Why?" Atlas asked and Damian looked at her with his brows furrowed.
"Why, what?" Damian asked with a frown already knowing what she was going to ask.
"Why...Did...He..Takeus?" Atlas said straining to space out her words and not slur them.
Damian's frown deepened and he looked away from her and said,"Get some rest, Atlas, you're going to need it, after all the ocean is the world's largest and harshest desert."
To be continued:
Here's another chapter, I hope you liked it. Also if you think this is bad, wait and see what all I have up my sleep, and trust me this is nothing compared to what's to come. Anyway Nightwingsass, I will say you make a very good point and Liza will start coming around to her senses and will surprise everyone with her future actions. Thank you all for reviewing, following, and favoriting, and please continue to do so. Good night and kudos to you all.
