Im back bitches. Sorry its been a while cause online clases are a bitch. So anyway, this story is inpsired by If He had Come by bronwe-iris, which i highly recommend you read. What finally pushed me to right this was replaying Arkham Knight which just made Jason a whiny little bitch and me writing some rough drafts; showing it to some friends and family members and getting some good feedback. Might cross post on AO3 later on and if i do, I'll let you guys know. So anyway, on with the story.
Bruce Wayne, in his full Batman gear (even though his suit is quite worn and torn from the night thanks to Joker), making his way through one of the abandoned wings in the Asylum. He doesn't know why he's doing this except his paranoia is telling him to look and knowing he won't be able to sleep without checking it out, he decides to do so.
He enters some of the rooms and sees and blood splattered throughout. 'Torture rooms, most likely used by Joker' Bruce mentally. He keeps walking but when he reaches the last one, something gnaws at him. The rooms look like… no, it can be. He's dead, Joker sent him the film and he never found the body, maybe Joker lied? He opens the last door and sees a sight that drains whatever sleepiness he has instantly.
Slade Wilson AKA Deathstroke is guarding his son, Jason Todd, a son he thought he lost. Slade notices him and draws his sword while Bruce gets in a fighting stance, he doesn't care how tired he is, his son is coming home. However, Slade stops and looks back and forth between him and Jason. While he can't see his face, he knows he's thinking about his options. He looks at Bruce face to face.
"He's Grayson younger brother isn't he, Wayne?"
While Bruce doesn't let it show, he's internally panicking at not only Slade knowing his identity (though when thinking about it, it makes a lot of sense giving he knows Dicks) but at seeing Jason, his son alive. Hurt and in pain but alive. Knowing, he's too tired to fight against someone like Slade, he knows he needs to think smart to get out of this.
"You want revenge for me leaving you in GCPD custody." Its not a question, it's a fact but Slade still nods.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Slade asks, confused as to what he's trying to say.
"Let him go and I'll give you the rematch you want but only after I get him medical attention." Batman says, his voice calm and collected but is internally panicking and even praying that he takes the deal.
"Transfer Double of what the clown was paying and you have a deal." Slade says. Bruce agrees and tells Alfred to transfer $50 million to Slade's account. Slade receives the notification a minute later. He smirks and begins to leave.
"Take him and go. I'll be seeing you soon, Wayne. Give Grayson my regards." Slade leaves and Bruce immediately rushes Jason, cutting him free and putting him on the ground. Bruce kneels down and uses his medical scanner to check for any fatal injuries and thankfully, there none though the wounds are quite painful from the scars.
Jason's body is mostly covered in electrical burns, burns ranging from first to second and third degrees, bruises that are a mix of black and blue, multiple stab and cut wounds that look both old and new but he focus the barbaric 'J' burn on his left cheek.
'Im gonna break every bone in his body if so much thinks about going any where near my son' Bruce snarls in his head but calms him self down, knowing his anger won't help Jason. He gets up and punches one of the walls hard, relieving some anger. He returns to his son's side and tries to wake him up.
"Jason? Jason wake up?" he shakes him a bit, though no too hard as no to cause an unnecessary reaction.He hears him groan and opening his eyes and looks at Bruce in pure shock and fear, believing this to be a dream. It makes Bruce sick.
"Bruce?" Jason says, his voice weak, tired and coarse, like he hasn't had any water in days and/or has screamed for hours on end. Bruce mentally wishes Joker is in extreme agony right now. He takes the cowl off and places Jason hand on his face, tears of joy and sadness coming out.
"I'm real Jason. I promise, I'm never leaving you again. I swear." Bruce puts the cowl back on and picks Jason up carefully and a small pained gasp escapes from Jason, which makes Bruce flinch though Jason doesn't notice. Bruce contacts Alfred, telling him to get Leslie to the Manor and prep the med bay. Alfred is curious as to why?
"It's Jason. He's alive but injured badly. Get the med bay ready asap and call Leslie."
"Right away sir." The butler's voice dropping from his stoic and collected manner for a moment to worry, shock, and a hint of joy.
The Dark Knight makes his towards the Batwing outside the abandoned wing and heads to the cave Immediately.
'Hold on Jay-lad'
So this is the first chapter. I'll post the next few chapters soon and depending on how well it's received, might make a sequel following the events of Akrham City. Hope you all enjoy and please leave a review. I'll accept constructive criticism but I'll delete any hate comments.