Chapter 7
Jason's POV
I give a hiss of pain as I pull the Talon's knife from my thigh. This cannot be real. I just saw Dick like three hours ago. But, it has his eyes, his face, his body, his moves, it's him.
I watch as the creature removes it's sword as it slowly approaches me. It suddenly stops as it gazes off into the distance. It sheaths the bloodstained weapon right before it flips off the roof. Why did he leave me alive? Why didn't he just kill- Tim!
I whirl around to find the kid lying on the roof, blood flowing from his open mouth as he struggles for breath. He's only fifteen. Fifteen. I was that age when I died. But, he is not going to die young like I did. I am not going to let that happen!
"It's okay. You're gonna be okay." I whisper as I pull him into my chest and press my gloved hand into his wound.
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Dick's POV
"And why should we risk our lives for someone we don't even know?" Selina hissed.
"If ninety-nine assassins are coming for this one guy, then give him to them and be done with it." Roy ordered.
Barbara Gordon, Roy Harper, Helena Bertinelli, and Selina Kyle were all that we could find. There are nine of us in all. Nine against ninety-nine. And only three of those nine know who I am. Only three of them are willing to fight for me. Bruce, Jay, and Tim are the only ones who remember me.
How are they doing this? How can they change the past? How can they manipulate everyone? I want my life back. I want things to go back to the way they were before.
"Bruce."
Everyone turns to find Jason entering the cave with Tim in his arms. Bleeding.
Timmy, please. No.
Bruce and I run over to them as Jason hands Tim over to our father. Tim, no he can't die! No!
"Jason, what hap-" I began before his fist impacted my face.
"You killed him!" he screamed, only to be held back by Bruce as Alfred bends over Tim.
"What?"
Damian's POV
Slowly I approach Todd's new sidekick. He's dying. It would take a miracle to save him. I freeze as his mask is removed. Something's not right. I feel as if I know him. I move closer and stare down at his bloody body… My brother.
"Drake."
Should Timmy live or die?
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