Their presence you could feel it closer now, more than ever. That sense of protection that cloaked around you, it was dark but not evil. They couldn't be, right? Looking at straight at them, some how they managed to get into your mind. It was hard to make out their face, as it was concealed by the cloak they wore, that seem to merge with the darkness. They stood over you broodingly, staring at you. It was hard for you read what it from them, like spirit they floated off the ground, only at least a foot between the two of you. You could feel your fear beginning to creep up over you, doing your best to keep it at bay, if not than it would over take you.
They seem to sense it as well, their hand reached out towards you and rest upon your shoulder.
"Don't give into it."they tell you."Don't give into your fear, don't do it. It will only make it easier for them."
Their words were comforting and serious yet sympathetic and full of concern. It made you wonder why this mysterious figure cared so much about you and the fact they seem to be connected to that looming dark and evil feeling. Like there was some sort of tie between the two. Seeing the skepticism in your eyes, they seem to understand. You were weary of them and curious as to they could be. This was the actual first time they made them selves in a sense physically present before you. Times before it was just their quick presence, coming and going now it was here. Even if you could not see their face nor body. There had to be a reason why they concealed themselves, another question they saw in your eyes. Their own eyes yearned so badly to tell you everything, but it was their own fear or protection they felt, that made them resist to such a thing. Knowing if you knew what they knew, why you were starting to be visited by the malicious presence, that haunted them all their live would only make it worse. So this was what they could do right now with you.
Come and fend off that presence that clearly you could not control or keep at bay for very long. Unlike them, you where an easy target that could be consumed by that evil presence. A presence they knew laid dormant or was held back by something else. To be unchained the second you left Gotham City, to travel with Damian. The presence knew it could not sink its claws into you, there was no doubt you what you were going through was painful and strenuous, your abilities seem to be going haywire at times. Meditation seem to be the only thing to work, for a short period of time before the urge over took you. And once it did, they became aware and came to your aid, they had more experience than you, dealing with this. This power was never seen a gift, more so as a curse. And the type of person you are told them, it was unfair and not right. But what could you or they do? These powers were forced upon the both of you.
And looking at you, they saw you knew at least that part. The other question was, why? One in due time they would be able to tell you, just not now. Lifting their hand off you, sliding it back into their cloak.
"Never forget your center. Do not give in. Do not. Never let them win."they tell you, their voice sounded young yet mature. Almost like a sage."I will be here." With their last words, they faded away.
Your eyes shoot open, awaking from that strange dream or place? You weren't sure really what it was, all you knew was that it felt so real and haunting. Giving you the chills, that it caused you to shiver. Tossing the covers off you, swinging your legs over the bed and stand. Looking around the large room, that you where given returning back to the city, back in the manor. The same room you had once lived in here with Bruce awhile back, it hadn't changed. Nothing had, everything remained in tact which was nice to see. It still remained clean no doubt from Alfred. Even in a darken room with only the light from the moon, the room still remained the same. Your bed was still here, your desk, even your laptop remained in its same spot.
Such fond memories, made you smile with a bit of bliss. But it faded as soon as you felt a chill, shivering again which as unlike you having lived in the Himalayas for some time, you had grown in a sense use to the cold, temperature wise. Wrapping your arms around you not just for comfort but to stay warm. Standing there in your pj's, silk teal colored shorts and t-shirt and barefooted. Shivering a bit more, turning around to your empty bed sadly. Damian wasn't in there, no, he was sleeping in his room courtesy of your cousin, Dick. Who made sure the two of you slept in different rooms definitely. Because of Damian who was about to accompany you in the bed, when Dick caught him. He became highly upset, which Damian took no such quarrel about it. Bluntly telling him that the two of you shared a room and bed together back in the mountains. His choice of words to the adult did not help at all, especially when Damian told him that he had sleep in the bed with you. For certain purpose, words Dick took the wrong way. So you slept on either side of the Manor. And knowing Dick he most likely put up some sort of surveillance should Damian try anything.
Which you felt he was over doing it, and it did irritate you, because you actually needed Damian here. When you woke up in middle of the night or late nights. His presence always allowed you to go back to sleep, once you finished talking about it even if you didn't want to say anything. He knew, but without him by you, you now where awake. Walking towards the window, you stare out at the moon into clear sky. Wondering about the whereabouts of Bruce and that hooded figure in your dreams. One perplexed you, while the other made you shuttered. You started to wonder if coming back here was such a good idea? Life back in the mountains was deary, but calming. Then again you couldn't run away forever, thinking about you cousin upon seeing him.
It was nice to reunite with Dick after such a long time, yet there seem some sense of distance between. It was mainly on your part, then you felt it from him too. In his eyes, you don't know why but you felt like you didn't grow, you felt his anger and hurt whenever he looked at you or spoke. While you wanted him to stop looking at you like such, but a part of you seem to fear it. Fear the unknown response of your cousin's real feelings or the idea his hurt was stronger than his feelings for you, fear he would not understand why you did what you did. Which upset you about a scenario that had yet to happen. This whole thing felt like a mess, that you tired to figure out who put the blame upon. Your mind wavered back and forth, only to add to your anger, that it started to effect you personally. The dark veins started to creep upon you, your eyes started to turn black. Your fear and anger began to merge together in an unhealthy way. You skin started to change color, that Richie who slept in his bird cage woke up, sensing it he looks at you watching as the negative emotions began to consume you. Filling you with something dark, realizing this you start to panic. Thinking quickly, before you lost all senses of yourself you try to search to find your center. Digging deeply, that malicious dark feeling began to make itself know. Using your fear against you, fueling it more.
Getting ready to scream, when the touch of someone's hand snapped you back. But at a cost, you unleash your energy upon them. Slamming them back across your room into the wall. A stone look came across your face, your eyes quickly turned back to themselves when you realized who it was you shoot across the room.
Dick.
Dark energy crackled around him from your assault, gasping seeing this. You stood there wide eyes, unsure what to do. Normally you would run to his side to help him up, but you just stood there frozen like a deer in headlights. Dick quickly came to, rubbing his back he looks at you surprised and stun. It was hard for you see what it was he was shocked by, either what you just did or the fact you did go over to him nor say anything. The two of you stare at each other. Fear. He saw it in your eyes along with something, and you saw something in his eyes as well. One that caused you to have more fear and shame.
"Violet."
Damian's voice breaks your lock on Dick, you turn to your door and see him come rushing in along with Alfred. Seeing Damian was a sign of relief, he looks from you to Dick. Quickly putting it together, he folds his arms keeping his gaze upon Dick.
"I told you."
He tells the man, who grunts at his comment. Alfred waste no time and goes to Dick up."Are you alright, Master Dick?"
"Yeah. I'm fine."Dick assures him. He cast his eyes over to you, which you quickly advert them away. Quickly excusing yourself before and run to the bathroom.
Dick's eyes follow you even as the door closed. He signs to himself, he turns to Damian who too kept his eyes locked upon the door. Feeling Dick's eye on him, pre-teen turns to him with a slight irritated scowl.
"What?"Damian tone was harsh. But not to harsh, he gives Dick a dismissal look before going after you.
Watching Damian do the job he was to do, angered Dick to no end while at the same time he envied the boy. A fact he did not want to believe, his cousin clearly didn't need him and he seem to be okay with that. Even though his mind was telling him, despite the pain he felt in his heart from the distance he felt grow between himself and Violet.
The day came, which quickly turned into night and it was back on the streets again to do the patrol for Batman. With Dick dressed as the Dark Knight and Damian as Robin, with you accompanying them again. The three of you in the Batmobile, with you like before sitting in Damian's lap. Everything seem quiet on the streets, which was good. Though you actually where hoping to run back into Kate or Alias: Batwoman. The thought excited you, thinking about her made you sway in admiration. But with a quiet night like this, there was no way she would be out and about. Plus the fact that Damian and Dick told you she preferred to work alone. A bummer really. In the ride, it was also quiet. Making it uncomfortable. Wishing for something to come soon, because this silence was really starting to bother you.
Lo and behold what you wanted to happened did. A security breach was happening at Wayne Tech, Dick puts up the map and blueprints of company. To pinpoint the where the silent alarm came from. The sub division of the building. The vault. From what you knew about the building, it held a great deal of high tech devices and equipment, and only a few knew of it. With that Dick puts the Batmobile into high gear and speeds off. The thrust of the vehicle, took you by surprise just bit. Luckily though Damian held onto you prevent you from suffering any injuries.
It didn't take long upon arriving to building, Dick used a secret entrance, a tunnel that allowed him to enter undetected and surprised the enemy. Coming shutting off the lights, he managed to hit one of them into the wall. Then releases flares from the vehicle to blind the enemy and provide cover for surprise attack on them. Dick jumps out first and attacks two of them, Damian was next followed by you. Using your tonfa, you throw at one of them. This strange looking man that shoot out electricity, knocking him over.
"What the?"he growls, getting up he turns around to meet with your fist in face.
Hitting him square in the jaw, adding some of the negative emotions into that punch was enough to send him back and stun him a bit. Picking up your tonfa, you turn around and see Dick having trouble with two of the assailants. One a brooding man, who felt so familiar and a bald head well toned dark skin woman of African lineage no doubt. She held a katana as she and the man wearing what looked like a full masked Batman helmet. He was bulking and well toned. Giving Dick no doubt a run for his money. Looking quickly over your shoulder, seeing Damian seem to be alright with his fight, you go to help Dick.
The woman noticed you out the corner of her eye, she turns her blade to you. You narrowly missed her swipe, dipping under just in time, within that split second you followed up with a upward kick to her face. She moves back just in time, and comes right at you. Her movement and skills where far beyond yours. Luckily you had height and swiftness on your side. Not to mention your abilities. Which you felt rising from the rush of this fight. The adrenaline pumped through you, no doubt from the fear of you not wanting to be killed and fear of this much more experienced person. That fear began to consume you, so you had to figure out a way quickly to subdue it before it did over take you. Finding your center, you the best you could while mixing it with fury. Without Richie being here to transfer this feeling to, you had utilize it yourself. Again you focus, focus on your center keeping calm for as long as you body would allow it. It gave just enough to dodge her deadly strikes, looking for an opening to try and attack her partner. Because there was no way you could match her or beat her, seeing the opening. You take it, trying for an upper cut, she moves back which was what you need. Pushing off you rush her, jump up and flip over her. Using her back you push of towards her partner, hand charged up ready to land the hit.
When he swiftly grabs hold of your wrist without looking and with ease. It sent chills down your spine, he kept you dangled in the air for a second and turns around to you. His other hand shoot out like an arrow and wrapped itself around your throat tightly. Holding you up in the air, he was strong. Very strong. His iron grip started to tighten around you, cutting of your air that you started to panic. Looking straight at him, his eyes behind those red lens in his mask scared you. They where empty, cold, ruthless and, and filled with confusion mixed with yearning. This deep yearning and desire for something. Like a child, but filled with hate. The man seem to notice you had seen what he had inside. Pissing him off no doubt, his grip became tighter. You kept clawing at him to let him go. But he did not let up, his eyes study you carefully. Realizing something, that made his grip on you tighten more. Having enough of this, and for a split second fear came over you. Allowing it to over take you, clasping your hands on his thick arm, your eyes glow as if they were possessed. Your look changed, your eyes turned to their black color with deep dark red slit pupils, your skin began to turn like always but this time instead of its dark gray it became red a deep bloody gray red. You send the energy you felt into him, it was enough juice and shock for him to let you go.
Which he did, he drops you. Setting you free, though not before he took his payment for what you did to him. Rising his hand he slaps you back strong and hard, you flew across a couple of feet. Skipping across the ground like rock across a pond. Normally you would have gotten knocked out by something like that, but since you learned how to make yourself numb from the pain, it didn't bother you. Still you staggered to get back up, the look you had of deadly fury went away when you saw before you eyes. Damian. getting knocked back and down by his assailants, and then the one whom you fought before that shoot out electricity started to electrocute him. Damian tires not to scream from the pain, but does so anyway.
"R-Robin."
You force yourself to get, angered now push off rushing to Damian's aid."Stop it! Leave him alone!"you scream at them.
But the man didn't stop, he kept electrocuting Damian no doubt he would fry his insides the longer he went. Having enough, you jump to lad a blow but he heard you coming and turns around taking a break from Damian, with his attention on you and fires a blast of electricity right at you. Causing you scream from pain, he adds a bit more juice to his blast which shoot you back away. Your body hits the ground rolling for a bit, before coming to a stop. Your body jolted a bit from the minor electricity that surged through your body. The man chuckles at this
"Awww, look at the two love birds."he mocks and turns back to Damian to finish what he started, only to be stopped and killed by the man in the Batman mask, throwing a knife right at his back.
Saving Damian. Who was surprised by what the man did, but that did stop him from trying to purse him. He as still the enemy. Damian gets up and rushes after him and his crew who fled the scene. Too injured from the previous attack Damian falls down, luckily though Dick manages to catch him before he does.
"D-Damian..."he hears exhausted and scratchy voice. He turns to see you slowly dragging yourself to the hole he and Damian where in. Your half open eyes look around, with your vision barely focused you managed to see Dick holding Damian. Relived he was well, with the bit of strength you had smile before passing out.
