Hello! So, I hope you guys liked my last chapter. This chapter will be where Tim sneaks out to meet up with Steph. I hope you guys like it.
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Tim POV
"I'll be back by 1:00!" I said before running full speed out of the bat cave.
Just like I thought, it would be hard for them to agree to let me out on my own. Batman had been the hardest to convince. For some reason he got really overprotective of me. Maybe it was because of the nightmare last night? I wasn't sure.
Jason and Dick had been the 2nd hardest obstacles for me to pass. Since they knew me the longest, they both insisted that I take somebody with me in the most protective voice I've ever heard. Well, besides Batman's protective voice. That was a whole different kind of protective though, and I'm pretty sure I heard Dick and Jason call it Daddy Bats voice, whatever that was. I won the argument eventually, though, but with in a very weird way. Who would have thought doing something called the 'puppy dog eyes' would allow me to win?
Gotham Park was actually very close to the manor. If I had been human, it would have only taken 10 minutes to get there. But since I had used my full speed, it only took a few minutes. Despite this, I wasn't the first one here at the park. "Hi, Timmy!" Steph said with a smile as she swung on the swings.
"Hi. Did you get here early just so you could get here before me?" I asked curiously.
"Yup. And Cass said she couldn't come because she didn't want to come out tonight. Why, I'm not sure." Steph said.
"So, how do we get to Danny Wood?" I asked after a moment of silence.
"It's just down that dirt path over there. If you follow it all the way you'll enter that big field I was talking about." Steph said, jumping off the swing so she could walk there with me.
I looked around, though I wasn't sure why. There was a feeling in my gut that something bad was going to happen, and knowing my rotten luck, something could. "Are you okay, Tim? Your not actually afraid of the wood are you?" Steph asked with a smirk.
"No, it's not that. It's just that something feels... off. It's probably nothing. My family at home is making me eat more than I'm used to, so it could just be a small stomach cramp. Nothing big." I said, smiling so she wouldn't see my lie.
"OK. So, what's your family like?" Steph asked, looking at me through the corner of her eye.
"They're good. I mean, things are a little weird right now, but they could be worse." I said with a shrug.
"Have I seen any of your family? I mean, I saw you talking to one of those stalkers this morning, so who was he?" Steph asked curiously, and slightly nervous.
"Jason? He's my 2nd older brother. The other guy you think is a stalker is my oldest brother Dick." I explained, blushing a little at calling my brother a stalker.
"So there's a stalker named Dick? It's appropriate." Steph said with an approving nod.
"Well, they're not stalkers. The only reason they walk on the same path as us when we walk home is because their house, or my house now I guess, is the same direction as yours and Cass's." I said, hoping she would believe me.
"What about when they looked at us from the high school's field?" Steph asked, defending her judgement.
"Around then I just found out they were my brothers. If you found a lost long sibling than saw them again in an empty classroom, would you really pass that chance up to see them?" I asked with a frown.
She thought about it, her blonde hair swaying in the wind as she did think. "I guess I would do the same." She said begrudgedly.
"You don't like stalkers, do you?" I asked. Nobody did, but with her it seemed more personal than your average hate against stalkers.
"No, they ruined my life." Steph grumbled, glaring at the ground.
"How did a stalker ruin your life?" I asked curiously.
She stiffened, then wrinkled her nose in a way when she was berating herself mentally. "It's complicated." She said.
I raised an eyebrow at her and said, "Do you know about de ja vu that sounds?"
"Very de ja vu." She said, laughing a little.
"So, are you going to tell me?" I asked, turning my head so I could look in the face.
"I guess it couldn't hurt. You did tell me about your family." Steph said.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and said,"It all started about 2 years ago when this stalker knocked on our door. I knew he had been following me for a while, but I didn't know he was on the other side of the door till I opened it. He gave me my wand, and then left. The thing is, when witches are handed their wands or in a death threatening problem, they're powers activate. And it's not very pretty. I ended up trashing everything in my house, making my parents very angry. But when my dad figured out I was a witch, he got a lot happier. Too happy, actually.
He used me to break into banks, stores, and vaults all over Gotham while managing to keep a low profile and keeping what he was doing a secret from my mom. The worse thing about it, I didn't even know we were stealing. He just said that whatever place we were taking money from was stealing from other places and we were going to give the money back. But my mom found out what we were doing eventually, and she explained to me what I was doing was wrong. Do you know how it feels, Tim, to be lied to by the one person you thought would never lie to you? I trusted my dad, and he just used me. And when I said I wouldn't do it anymore, he left me and my mom. He left me like a kid would when they've broken a toy." Steph said, tears dripping down her face.
"Yeah, I know what it's like. For a little while, I liked the guy who kidnapped me. I mean, I didn't know he kidnapped me at the time, but he was the first person I really knew, you know? He trained me to do things that involve murder, kidnapping, stealing, and I went along with it because I thought it was right. Nobody told me any differently, so how was I supposed to know? Then he slipped up one day after a mission and I figured out he kidnapped me and lied about my entire life. It hurt, but I got over it enough to get out of there with the help of a... friend. Then when I got here and learned from the laws and people's points of view from other cities like Star, that I was misled my entire life. After that point, I just stopped caring about the man for good." I said, wiping away one of her tears from her face.
She blinked at me like she saw me in a new light, then smiled. "Well, I guess I can trust you on your judgement about your brothers. Oh, we're here by the way." Steph said, gesturing to the field.
I blinked, staring at the wide field. It was exactly how she described it. The field was open with trees surrounding it, blocking view from the rest of the world. "So, how does the flying thing work? Do you run to build up speed like they did in that Percy Jackson movie? Or do you just fly off the ground by flapping your wings?" Steph asked as I took off my shirt and hoodie.
"It depends where I am I guess. I could probably do both, but I'm just going to stick with flying straight up instead of getting a running start." I said, extending my wings wide for them to stretch.
"Wow. I didn't think your wings would be multi-colored. All I saw was the gold feathers." Steph said in awe.
"Yeah, I'm not sure why their like that, but it could be worse. I could have grown pink wings instead." I said with a grin.
"Yeah, that would have been bad." Steph said with a laugh.
I rolled my shoulders, then started flapping my wings so I could fly off the ground. Leaves rustled around me as I lifted off the ground, and I went only to the middle of the tall trees so I wouldn't be seen by anyone in the city. "How does flying feel?" Steph shouted up to me.
I looked down at her, and I felt myself blush. From this view, she looked amazing. Her blonde hair was pouring down her back just right with her sparkling in the light of the moon. She was smiling brightly with her hands cupped around her mouth so she would be loud enough for me to hear, and all in all, she was probably the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Including that Catwoman woman, that was really a neko (half cat half human for anyone who doesn't know) that talked to me on a daily basis when I fed her cats. But I probably shouldn't tell her that if I wanted to live.
"It's awesome! Do you want to try?" I asked, angling my wings so I could glide down gently to her, then started flapping again so I would stay off the ground.
"Really? You think you could carry me?" Steph asked with an even brighter smile.
"Yeah, you're not too heavy, probably." I said with a grin.
"Probably?" Steph asked, crossing her arms and sticking her hip out while glaring at me.
"Well, I've never carried you before and some girls are stronger than they look, so you could possibly have more muscle weight than I think you do." I said, cringing at the excuse.
"Nice save, bird boy." Steph said with a laugh.
She held her arms up, and I grabbed her wrists before flying straight across the field. "Your right, this is amazing!" Steph said with a laugh.
"Want to try a trick?" I asked, looking down at her with a grin.
"Sure, why not?" She asked with a bright smile that could rival Dick's. And that was saying something.
I moved my wings so that I could fly backwards, than turn in a circle till I'm up right again. "Oh my gosh, did you just do a flip? While you're flying?" Steph asked excitedly, moving around so much I was having trouble holding on.
"Yeah, want to try again?" I asked with a smile.
"Totally!" She said loudly. Seconds later, I was flipping in the air, trying to find out how many I could do in a row while still holding onto Steph.
Eventually my wings got sore, and Steph started slipping, so I set her down on a strong tree branch and sat down next to her. "That was awesome! That has got to be the best thing ever!" Steph said, still smiling from the flight.
"I'm guessing just from that, the rumor about witches riding brooms is a lie?" I said, but it was more of a question.
"No. Other witches can do it, but it's hard. I mean, I'm struggling to learn as much as I can without a teacher, flying a broom seems nearly impossible." Steph said, shaking her head.
"Well, maybe you could find another witch, or get some books on it. When I was trying to find my family, I read up on vampires just so I could find a way to search for them. During that search I got at least a dozen of books that have something on witches and familiars. You can use them if you want. They might not have anything helpful, but it's worth a shot right?" I asked.
"Yeah, that would be good." Steph said, a blush coming to her face.
I opened my mouth to say something, but then saw a red laser pointing straight at her neck. One of those red lasers that belong to guns that are shot by assassins. "Steph, watch out!" I said, pushing her out of the way of the guns path.
I barely got her out of the way, because a dart went whizzing past my ear, nearly hitting me. But that wasn't what I was focused on at the moment. No, not at all.
I pushed her enough that we both fell to the ground, but it was only 10 feet, so I wasn't focused on that either. No, what I was focused on was the fact that I pushed Steph enough, and with her so unexpected, I had accidentally ended up with my mouth on hers.
We fell to the ground kissing with both of our eyes wide and me thinking, oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit, I'm kissing Stephanie Brown! This is the best day of my life! Her lips are so soft, and what the hell is wrong with me? She's probably going to hate me now! And was that assassin that just shot at Steph laughing? That bastard, it wasn't funny! Steph's probably going to wish she never met me.
When we tumbled to the ground, breaking the kiss, the first words out of my mouth were, "I'm so sorry Steph!"
After I said that though, she slapped me. Hard. "You just saved me from getting shot and kissed me when I've been crushing on you since the first day of school! Why the hell are you sorry for that?" Steph asked, glaring at me.
"I thought... I mean... you like me?" I asked, blushing while that stupid motherfucker assassin continued to laugh his ass off.
"Yeah. I didn't know you liked me though, you know, before you kissed me. I mean, you do like me... right? That wasn't just an accident?" Steph asked hesitatingly.
"Well, it was an accident, but I do like you! I just didn't think you liked me back." I said, my blushing growing brighter.
"You're an idiot, of course I like you!" She said, pulling me into a hug.
"Um, Steph, maybe we should do this after we aren't being chased by an assassin." I said, pulling her off my so she could see the assassin aiming his gun at her again.
"Deal." She said before blasting a ball of energy at the assassin.
He dodged, and jumped in front of us. "Your coming with me blonde." The assassin said with a smirk before charging at her. Only, he charged at her with a speed that rivaled Jason's.
I pulled out my knife and held it out straight in front of Steph. The problem with going fast, you couldn't just stop all of a sudden. Jason even had to slow down a few minutes before he could come to a complete stop. So this guy could do much when my knife cut him deeply across his stomach. What I wasn't counting on was him picking me up so quickly afterwards by my ankles.
"Your going to regret that, angel boy." The assassin growled. I wasn't listening. All I could do was stare at the symbol on his chest. It was the symbol for Ra's group, but why was he going after Steph and not me?
He pulled my knife out of his stomach, the wound starting to heal once it was pulled out. He kicked Steph to the ground when she tried to stop him, then swiftly cut my across the chest. It was a deep cut that went across my chest diagonally, blood dripping down my body like a mini water fall.
I was thrown across the field, my eyes starting to shut as I saw him pick up Steph after dodging another one of her spells. He shot a dart at her neck, and she went limp in his arms as I saw him carry her away, and then blackness consumed me.
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