Chapter 10:

"Tim!" Dick yelled as he lunged at the man holding Tim by his white feathered wings.

The man smiled and pulled out a gun with silver bullets in it and as Dick got close enough he pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Dick dropped to the ground, unmoving as red started to grow around him.

"Dick!" Damian yelled as he ran over and tried to put pressure on the wound.

"You bastard!" Jason yelled as he sprinted over from behind the man only to be shot as well, he also landed unmoving with a growing puddle of red under him.

The man simply smiled and took a sword from his side and slashed it at Tim. Tim screamed as the sword sliced through feathers, skin and bone all in one swipe. Time seemed to slow down for Damian as he watched Tim fall to the ground screaming in agony. White feathers stained red flew around as the man chuckled watching Tim writhe on the ground, to cut off an angle's wings is to basically kill them. Damian realized as he glanced at his older brothers that he was the only one left.

Damian growled deep in his throat as he pushed harder on Dick's wound. The man smiled at the bloody white wings he now held in his hand then glanced around him and smiled a wide sick grin as he regarded Damian.

"you don t know what you are getting into little demon" the man's lips moved but no sound reached Damian.

Damian jumped up, his eyes suddenly snapped open, his breathing labored and he could feel the cold sweat all over his body. He looked around trying to gain his bearings, he realized he was in his room at Wayne manor and what just happened was only a dream. But it felt so real, was it more than just a dream? He glanced at his hands to see they were free of blood, even though he could still feel the sticky red liquid covering his hands as Dick bled out, it must have just been a dream he tried to convince himself.

Damian knew some demons could catch glimpses in to the future but that power was pretty rare nowadays and took years of meditation to even get a hint of the future. Damian decided it had to have just been a dream, from stress of all the running and now feeling they finally had a safe place to sleep without someone being on guard. It just felt too good to be true, it was only natural that he had nightmares right?

Damian pushed the covers off of him and went to his bathroom that was connected to his room to take a shower; the sun was already up so his brothers would be getting up soon as well. They were used to getting up early to try to beat the morning hunters.

When he made his way downstairs he saw Dick and Alfred were at the table seeming talking. He vaguely remembered that Bruce had an early meeting at the office or something, so he wasn't going to eat breakfast with them today. No one else was up yet he guessed, so he made his way over to his brother's side and sat down.

"Morning Dami, sleep ok?" Dick asked smiling.

"Fine," Damian answered simply trying not to let Dick know he had a nightmare.

"Would you like some breakfast young sir?" Alfred asked politely.

"Yes please," Damian answered, remembering the manners Dick taught them all.

"Right away sir," Alfred bowed slightly as he walked off to the kitchen.

"So what do you think?" Damian asked Dick.

"I think this place is very nice, it's kind of crazy we even spent one night in a place like this," Dick smiled again, but it seemed a little forced.

"What do you think?" Damian stressed again.

Dick sighed for a moment before answering again, "it seems too good to be true to be honest, and I mean what are the odds? Us out of all people? No way, I'm waiting for the sh*t to hit the fan, so to speak. My brain is telling me to grab what I can and get out of here, but something is telling me to stay for some reason."

"I know what you mean, we should ask the others when they get up and see what they think," Damian suggested.

"Ok good idea," Dick nodded.

The next to come down was Tim; he wandered down the stairs shortly after Alfred brought Dick and Damian their breakfast.

"Hey Timmy, how'd you sleep?" Dick smiled again, how he was always so happy in the morning was beyond Damian.

"OK, how bout you guys?" Tim greeted.

"Fine."

"Good."

Alfred soon brought breakfast to Tim after he sat on Dick's other side. They ate is silence waiting for Jason to get up. When Jason finally wandered down the stairs and sat at Tim's side Breakfast was just about finished but nevertheless Alfred once again brought a plate with food for Jason. After they all finished they all sat around while Alfred disappeared in the kitchen once more.

AN: hope you liked, getting more into the plot now, probably. till next time ;)