So here is the new chapter of Batman Bad Blood. Hope you enjoy it. I will be taking away the Epilogue chapters.

You sat in center of the room, away from others in the monastery in the half lotus position, eyes closed, legs crossed one foot is placed on top of the opposite thigh with its sole facing upward and heel close to the abdomen. The other foot is then lifted up slowly and placed on the opposite thigh in a symmetrical way. Richie upon your left shoulder. Your hands in Anjali mudra or Prayer mudra position, pressing the palms of the hands together. The fingers are together with fingertips pointing up. The hands are pressed together firmly and evenly. In the center of your chest. Your body remained calm, still and upright, your breathing slow and just as calm. The look on your face was bleak and focus, it had to be. You had to be, to find your center when utilizing your powers. Sensing and absorbing the negative emotions not just here, but expanding it to further reach. Being a conduct for these emotions that seem to just drawn to you like some sort of unquenchable thirst, since coming to this holy sacred place it seem to just increase. Remembering how it hit you like a sledge hammer, the impact from these emotions almost over took you. It was strange, because when you use to live out there in real world it was never like this, sure you could sense them, but you where able to choose when to take them in. Now that didn't seem the case, well now it was bit better. The Head of the Monastery, the Ganden Tripa decided it would be best for you to stick to mediation when you came here.

Telling you, that you must find your center. To keep it burning, with it burning you would be able to control this new sensation of your powers, that felt like a wild fire, always felt like it was burning. Even in your dreams and in meditation at times, the emotions didn't seem to stop. Like some sort of outside of force was behind this, it was hard for you tell but you could feel their overwhelming dark power towering over you. It frighten you, while also made you curious on why this was all happening. There was never an answer, instead you would hear this small faint voice telling you, no. Followed by a gentle touch that took a hold of your hand pulling you back. Which made you find your center again and expel this new darkness. And by expelling it, you realized you could transfer them into or onto something else. It amazed and frighten you, but the Ganden Tripa worked with you. Guiding and telling you to not fear it, instead to see it as a gift and learn to utilize it.

Listening to his teachings and words, you did just that though it was hard. Because the first time you unleashed these emotions upon the target, you where filled with such guilt. But soon realized that you had to be calm and throw out all your fear. By doing so, you managed to take control of who or whomever you unleashed the emotions on, taming the beast before you. This new way of using your powers was much different than before, when you would unleash these build up negative emotion to cause harm to others. Or when you had trained under Talia, she teaching you how to amplify it more and put people in a near coma state. This time with your abilities, from the training you received here broaden them. Just as long as you remembered to keep your center. A center that, left a yearning in you whenever you thought of it.

And because of this, it caused you to struggle. Stopping you from pushing forward, you tired to search your center to find out what it was. But it was either you came up empty or you refused to acknowledge it, blocking you. As the Ganden Tripa would tell you. His words rang truth, but he never told you what it that kept you blocked, only it must be important for it to prevent you.

Mediating on his words, begin to frustrate you but you kept yourself focused upon your center. When you felt that dark malevolent presence creeping up on you. Like a hand was reaching out to you wrapping, their hot strong hand slowly wrapped around your throat. Cutting off your breathing, suffocating you. This presence began to break your focus upon your center, Richie noticed your face twist into a struggle. He begins to ruffle his feathers and chirping madly. They echoed throughout the halls, his noise didn't really help you. Becoming a bit annoyed by it, trying your hardest to remain calm and not give into your fear. While a hand reaches out to you, it lands on back. Their touch jolted your eyes open and your body. Causing Richie to flutter off startled, just like you.

Catching your breath from being startled, the hand still remained upon your shoulder and turns you around. Your eyes lock onto Damian's hard green ones, that focused on your condition. His way of checking to make sure you where alright and apologizing seeing the gleam of softness in them. Besides that, you saw something urgent too. Not to mention the fact he wasn't dressed in his orange robe like everyone was suppose to be here, instead he was dressed in the clothes he wore when the two of you first came here awhile back not to mention he had on his hiking pack. And he was holding yours too along with your clothes.

"What's going on?"you stand up, he hands you your things without a word.

Instead takes out his electronic device, while you get dress. He kept his eyes down on his device swiping through till he located what he needed to show you. Changing in front of Damian was never uncomfortable now, at the beginning sure. But since the two of ended up living with each other and shared the same room and bed, it wasn't an issue anymore. He never actually watched you dress or change, keeping his eyes away. Being respectful or in his words: "My eyes have more important things to look at." Saying that with a straight face while his back was turned, even when it came to bathing. He would keep his eyes away, though when it came to you. It didn't bother you, having seen more than you needed to from your old life. But those bodies where not moving and alive. It still wasn't much a bother, though you keep your eyes adverted only if you needed to help Damian when it came to him putting on his orange robe that he seem to have trouble with.

Zipping up your jacket you where ready to go, and Damian found what needed to show you. Handing your the device you look at the screen and gasp in shock at what you saw. Playing the news report of Commissioner Gordon talking about how Batman was missing and that GCPD would do just fine without him. It wasn't what Gordon said, it was the fact Batman was missing. Understanding now why Damian was dressed and ready, the two of you where going back to Gotham.

"Can you handle it?"Damian asks you, his eyes slide over to Richie then back to you.

Understanding his concern, you simply give him a reassuring smile."Yeah."

You and Damian make it outside, where you unzip your jacket and take out Richie and place him on the snowy ground, and put your hands back into the Anjali mudra form.

Calming yourself and pushing your fear away, your begins to turn black. Like always, every time you used your powers, your eyes glowed the same color. Everything in you just be filled with negative emotions. Once you had them, you unleash them upon Richie. You and Damian stand back and watch the little bird.

"Forgive me."you apologize to him. Once it was done, you turn to Damian."Let's go."


Without Batman around anymore in the city of Gotham, it was harder to keep track of crime. Especially with crime leaders. Down at the docks in one of the warehouses, the crime lord Black Mask with his men unload a crate of illegal guns. The man goes over his merchandise.

"New guy thinks he can move in?"Black Mask."I'm going to show them who's top dog around here."He takes out one of the guns, holding it. "Gotham's MY Bitch."He cocking the weapon. Unaware of someone watching from the shadows.

"Which makes you mine, Mask."

A dark deep voice rang through the warehouse, surprising everyone. They look up and see on one of the beams overhead, Batman.

"You're suppose to be dead."Black Mask snarls."Let me fix that for you."

Aiming his weapon along with his men at cape crusader and fire their bullets. To which Batman evades them going into the shadows, leaving the gang on their toes looking around to where he might be. Being cautious and ready, but ready enough Batman comes and takes out one of the men. Then another one and another, Black Mask shot at him, but missed him every time. Batman goes in and takes out the crime lord, kicking him back into a car, standing over the man. Not aware the crime lord's men surrounding him and start to shoot. Quickly thinking, Batman takes out his grappling hook and manages to avoid the bullets. The men still kept their guns locked on Batman, while Black Mask grabbed his and gets ready to join, when a sai gets thrown at the weapon and it explodes on him.

He begins to scream in agony and pain, the aslant makes themselves known. Standing over the man now, Damian now dressed as Robin. Angered by this, Black Mask orders his men kill the boy. The get away driver of the big rig starts up the vehicle and starts to drive off, while the man in the back of the trailer open fires with the machine gun at Robin, who moves out the way and begins to purse. Meanwhile Batman was still dealing with the rest of Black Mask's men, when someone else drops down and lands a pretty good round house kick on the henchmen, knocking them out. Surprising the Dark Knight, he watches them swiftly take out another person. Before rushing off to help Damian. Knocking out the last of the men, Batman looks to see the figure no taller than Damian or maybe an inch shorter than him. Dressed in dark maroon tight shorts, with a tight meridian halter top sleeveless top, long tight gloves to match reaching under their armpit, and knee high metal jika-tabi. With two tonfa attached to either side of their waist.

Only able to see their back side, he had a feeling on who it might be. He knew that meek body frame, that started to develop. He knew that smooth cream color skin, and that dark black hair which had grown since the last he saw and it was no longer white.

"Violet!?"he watches the figure chase after the truck and jump on the top of the trailer."VIOLET!"Knocking out the last guy, Batman rushes after the girl.

With you, you land on the top of the trailer to the moving big rig. Almost losing your balance, but you manged to stable yourself looking up ahead where the driver was. You hurry and race on the top, while the shooter in the trailer heard you and aims at the ceiling and starts to shoot at you. You manage to dodge the bullets, but it made it difficult for you to balance. That you tripped back, and rolled off the top and off the truck. Flying back to the ground, push from the high speeds of the wind made it hard for you grab onto something, flinging off the top a hand grabs your wrist quickly and pulls you into the trailer with them. Holding onto you protectively, telling you to hold on as they take out the gunman, while the truck began to swerving violently. Rocking you and the person who held onto you. Allowing you to wiggle out of their hold, which was not a good idea, because you stumbled back. But managed to use this and flip yourself up just fine before you flew out of the back. Feeling the trailer starting to lean sideways, your body followed. Batman manages to knock out the gunman and turns his attention to you. Assuming you where in danger he reacts and grabs hold of you. Tucking you under protectively and jumps out watching the big rig crash along the large crates on the dock to explode down at the end.

"Argh..."Batman groans. When he remembered you."Violet!"he looks back down at you, scanning you over with his eyes seeing there was no injuries. He did notice your new hair style a Asian inverted bob. He sighs in relief and embraces you in a hug. The second he put you down.

This hug came out of nowhere from Batman, which was unusual of him. Because he would normally never show affection like this, only back at home he would with you. Which made you come to the conclusion this wasn't Batman at all, but someone else. There was only one person you knew who would give you hugs like this. This tight and secure. There was only one person who always felt worried about you know matter what, you always felt it.

Dick.

This was your cousin Dick or aka Nightwing, dressed like Batman hugging you tightly. The same hug he gave you when he first found you, filled with happiness, protection and promise. Even though it felt the same there was more to it, relief, anguish a bit and above all joy. He was happy to see you, to have you back again. It was nice, very nice to see him again. Something inside you though pained you, it felt tight. Guilt. Remembering how you just left him, when you went to follow Damian. Though this reunion was to be happy, you couldn't help but feel a bit guilty right now. Even after leaving, your cousin still held his love for you. Something you had to admit to yourself, missed greatly. You wanted to hug him, but something inside you stopped you. And Dick realized this, this was not the reaction he was hoping for from you. Before he could say anything, Damian drops down, breaking up the little family time.

Dick stares at the boy with a disapproving look and a hostile one at that, and Damian stares right back hard and the scowl on his face.

"Damian."you go over to him and hug him. Almost knocking the boy over, but he manged to hold his balance."You're okay."

"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?"he replies, trying to dismiss your concern over him."...Please release me."

You smile under your mask that covered half your face, you still held onto Damian. Which made him groan silently, he knew the only way you would let him go is if he said it. He was trying to be stubborn about it, refusing to say it. Just like you were with letting him go. But one of you had to cave, and he did. Sighing annoyed, he raises his arm and in one quick motion hugs you. If one could call it a hug.

"There."he mumbles.

Content you let him go, and smile at him though he looks away from you to your cousin.

"..What?"

Dick narrows his eyes at him."...I could have handle this."Dick tells him. Then looks at you."Alone."

His personality just shifted all of a sudden, from warm to upset and annoyed. Which you took a bit offensively.

"We where just trying to help."you tell him.

Though Damian's words didn't help much."If that's your best Batman impression, your not going to fool anyone. Greyson."he gives him a smug smirk.

Which annoyed Dick, who smirks back annoyed at the boy."Maybe you'd like a megaphone to announce that."

Feeling the tension between the two you step in-between them both."It wasn't very hard."You tell your cousin, siding with Damian on this one."You're method and skills, were...a bit sloppy."

Which only added more to the tension already. Dick looks down at you about to object but decided against it. The big rig explodes once again, the three of you look at the huge mess that was made. With that the three leave the scene and head to the Batmobile.