Chapter 10: This Means War

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Wally sighs heavily, running a hand through his fiery locks and leans forward in the chair next to Dick's bed. "I should have been here to help him."

"You had no idea…hell, none of us did. Dick's not the kind to ask for help." Roy states, looking over at their unconscious friend. "How the hell did he get kidnapped if all of his brothers are here?"

"Who knows…they don't really get along…they were probably too busy fighting to realize what happened." Wally drawls, glancing over to the redheaded female in the room. "You didn't have to come all the way here, Kory." The Tamaranean glares at him irritatedly.

"Of course I did! He would do the same to for me…besides…I owe him." Roy rolls his eyes.

"Who doesn't?" Conner frowns, shifting on his feet uncomfortably.

"It's too quiet…" The gingers glance at him curiously. "The last time I was here, Tim and Damian wouldn't stop screaming at each other. But now…it's almost as if they're getting along." Everyone pauses before laughing hysterically.

"Yeah right!" Wally snorts before he pales. "Oh no…that means…"

"They're planning something." Roy finishes, his eyes narrowing. "No doubt the Demon is in charge. This isn't good."

"Should we get Bruce involved?" Clark asks, taking a step forward. Everyone gives him a blank look.

"Are you insane? Bruce will be all over our asses if they aren't planning something. He's super protective of his birds." Roy states, crossing his arms. "We need a plan before they come up with one."

"Good luck with that." Conner snorts, leaning against the wall. "With the Demon running the show, we're all screwed."

Several hours later, they all freeze when Damian walks in calmly and takes one of the empty seats next to the bed. The gingers stare at him suspiciously as the bird proceeds to ignore them, focusing solely on his brother. "Any change?" The smallest bird asks no one in particular.

"No. His vitals are good and he's still sleeping like a baby." Wally answers, eyeing him carefully. "How are things with you and Tim? I take it Jason is long gone by now…" Damian gets back up silently, and walks back out as the rest stare after him. "Alright…that was weird…he was probably scoping us out to see how many of us are left!" Roy scoffs, rolling his eyes.

"Or maybe he was just checking on his brother. The kid's creepy, but we all know he actually cares about Dick." Wally nods slowly, frowning after the young bird. Something just didn't seem right…

Damian sits down next to Tim in the study. "Most of the other Leaguers are gone. It's only the Kents, West, Harper, and the Tamaranean." Tim nods, opening up his laptop and starts to type quickly.

"Are you sure we should go through with this? If Bruce finds out…"

"He won't."

"But he has ways of finding out."

"Tt. You worry too much, Drake. I've already taken out Father's security cameras and recorders around the manor. I made sure he has a rather large workload at Wayne Enterprises today and won't be home for some time."

"But what if he comes back to check on Dick?"

"He is monitoring Grayson's condition on his computer at work." Tim raises an eyebrow.

"You've really thought this through…"

"Tt. Of course. I don't come up with halfassed plans. I make sure the variables are in my favor."

"Lil' Demon." Tim grumbles, focusing back on the screen of his computer.

"Is Todd in position?"

"Last I heard from him, he had all the pieces in place." Damian smirks.

"Then you know what to do." With that, the ex-assassin gets up and walks out briskfully as Tim sighs heavily.

"I just hope this works." He mumbles, hitting the 'Enter' key.

Wally leans back in his chair, about to fall asleep, when his comm link starts going off, causing him to jump, toppling out of his chair. The remaining gingers snicker as the speedster glares up at them. He activates his comm link, still glaring at his comrades. "This is Flash. What's up?" The other heroes in the room frown as well, their comms going off as well.

"Flash! We've been trying to get a hold of you for hours! There was something blocking the signal." Wonder Woman exclaims from Watchtower.

"That's weird…we've just been sitting here…everything was quiet after you left Dick yesterday."

"There's been an incident. Someone hacked into the Watchtower computer and tripped all of the alarms. Watchtower is on lockdown and everyone who's in here is trapped!" Wally frowns, glancing over at Roy, Kory, Conner, and Clark, who were all talking quickly into their comm links.

"Is everyone being contacted on this matter?"

"Everyone has been informed, yes. However, there has been other incidents as well. Star, Central, and Jump City has been attacked as well as Metropolis. It seem to be an organized group. They were all hit simultaneously by the major players in each city. In other words, you're needed back in Central." Wally's eyes widen as Clark and Conner rush out of the room, followed quickly by Roy and Kory.

"My God…that Demon did this!"

"What are you talking about?" Wonder Woman asks curiously.

"Damian! He organized this whole thing!"

"….Wally….I know everyone has had their doubts, but Damian has proven himself as a hero. There's no way he would be behind all of this."

"He's just doing this so he can have Richard all to himself!"

"Do you understand how insane that sounds? Head back to Central. Count Vertigo is on a rampage." Wally sighs irritatedly, clicking his comm off.

"That little bastard. This means war." He grumbles before speeding off.

Damian smirks, watching all of the heroes rush off to save the day. It worked like a charm. He steps out of the shadows of the Batcave and heads over to the Batcomputer. Jason limps over to him, having just returned on his motorcycle. "The Tights Brigade gone?"

"Yes. Excellent work in rounding up all of those villains." Jason shrugs, leaning against the chair. "I suppose you are useful for something."

"It was nothing. They all owe me a favor." Damian raises an eyebrow. "Eh…don't ask. I don't want Bruce to have more reason to hate me."

"Father doesn't hate you. He merely doesn't agree with your methods."

"Whatever. If he finds out what all of us did today, there's going to be major hell to pay."

"Drake was the only one at fault here. He hacked Watchtower. You merely had a conversation with a few old friends." Jason smirks, crossing his arms.

"I like the way you think."

"Don't get too comfortable, Todd. I still have every intention on crushing you and Drake. I merely required your assistance to get rid of the vultures." The rouge rolls his eyes before hobbling over to the elevator.

"Sure, kid. Because Dickie Bird is going to chose you out of all of the other friends he has." Damian spins around in the chair, glaring murderously at his older brother.

"He will. I'm the better choice as a partner. We work the best together, and he knows that I am fully capable of handling myself."

"Ah, but you forget. You're a child."

"I'm fourteen!"

"Still a child in the Golden Boy's eyes. You'll never be his equal." Damian growls, lunging at the already wounded rogue. Alfred walks down just in time to see the young teen tackle Jason to the ground.

"My word!" They both look up at him like a deer in headlights before Jason shoves the bird off.

"I need more alcohol. Does Bruce keep his stash in the same place, Alf?"

"I do not believe he would allow me to answer that."

"I'll take that as a yes. And you may want to discipline your pets properly." Jason sneers, glaring at Damian, before limping over to the elevator. Damian fumes, shaking with rage.

"I shall get the training dummies ready." Alfred states, heading off to go get the gym set up.

FN: Hopefully I made Kory IC! . I've never really done anything with her or read anything with her in it…well, besides TT stuff, but that's different :P Anyway, hope you enjoyed! ^.^ lol and no worries! The gingers will make another appearance! Muhahaha!