"I told you not to it over take you!"the concealed figure in your mind snaps you. Making you flinch just a bit.

Their frustration over what you had done, prior to your fight at Wayne Tech. Unleashing your fears making them surface, empowering with power far beyond anything you had ever manage to do on your own. The rush was just so great and overwhelming, how could you not give into it. Something just seem to inginte in you once you allowed yourself to be over taken just for those few precious moments. It was enough to shock your attacker, that man. But, at the same time you felt as if someone else was in control of you. Something dark and powerful, like that presence that seem to be looming around you, waiting patiently. And the second you gave in, it was like it pounced upon you and replaced yourself with them. Like a puppeteer it controlled your body. Like it knew how to use this new power, and you let them. It was so alluring, if not for the intervention of your mystery guardian who came in just in time to sever the connection in second you lost it. Who knows what would have happened.

They brought you back to your senses, which you were thankful for. Though felt like you disappointed them and yourself, and Ganden Tripa, seeing the look upon your face, the figure realized you felt bad over what you did, yet confused too. They calm themselves down, expelling their frustration towards you.

"...Listen, there is a reason why you cannot let yourself be overtaken by such a fear."They said."To give in, to loose control is what they want. I- I mean we can't take that risk. If it that is to happen, then all Hell will break lose. No matter how alluring it might be or how much power it offers. You're young, you don't know. I understand that, and though you've had some training with your powers. It's not enough, your still naive which is another factor. Because you still don't know the full depths of power, your abilities, your heritage."They mumble the last part sadly.

"...Then why won't you tell me anything?"you finally question."I don't even know who you are? One thing is for sure, you seem to be tied to that other presence. That dark, evil presence. I don't understand? Please tell me?"

They remained silent, it was hard for you see if they were deciding whether or not to tell you. This sense of sudden protection guard they had with you, mirrored your cousin's. He was just like this with you. Treating you as if you were fragile and delicate. Not allowing you to make your own choice. Even if it was out care and love from him. Remembering how you had inquired about things, about your life and your powers before. Not to mention his secret life, he felt it was best to keep you at arms length. Which was understandable to a certain degree, you two were the only family either of you had left by blood that the two of you knew of. Still though...

Looking at the cloak figure awaiting their answer or response, but instead of a the response you wanted. They said something that was true and shocked you.

"There's something wrong, isn't there? Is it with your cousin?"

You didn't know what to say, your eyes drop to what seem to be the ground. They observe your reaction a part of them wanted to console you, but distant was the best comfort they could give you. If it could be called comfort, they hadn't come to you to be your consular, they came to you for their own reasons. Able to put two and two together it was clear to them, your cousin had some factor in your powers becoming a bit unmanageable, that and the other reason. But for right now, it was your cousin.

"Look, whatever it is you have to take control of it soon. And I mean soon."they said to you."If you don't then, that other force will. And that won't be good you nor anyone you care for. I won- I mean I can't have that happened. So you have to get it under control."

Their words sounded more like a demand than a request. But also worried about it, even if they tired to mask it. Their gaze upon you told you, that you had better or else. The else part was what scared you, sensing this they realized what they said and how they said it, was doing the exact opposite. So they just readjust the tone of their voice to a calmer one the best they could, even if it was monotone.

"Just...remember to keep focus upon your center. Keep it guarded, do not loose control in anyway. We have a curse of having to battle everything about ourselves no matter what. Just one slip up and it's all over, we can become taken by the evil that lurks around us both. Our existence well..."they stop speaking. Getting off topic, they look back at you."...Just keep your center. I will be around to keep that force at bay."

With those last words they left and you woke up.


You turn on the water to the sink in the bathroom, fill your cupped hands with water and splash it upon your face then grab a towel and wipe your face dry. Slowly putting the towel down, you think about what the conversation you had. But stood out was the part about your cousin, there was that same feeling again. The feeling you felt whenever you would meditate and Dick would come into your mind. Blocking you from unblocking the rest of your chakra in meditation. It always held you back, locking you down. Feeling you guilt and fear. You had a reason why, but you just refused to acknowledge it any way. Pushing it down, and because of it...

Shaking your head, you didn't have time to think about that. You and Damian came back to find Bruce, that was all. Nothing else. Even if you did feel conflicted. Speaking of Damian you wondered how he was doing after the fight at Wayne Tech. He recivied some injuries. Throwing the towel down, you rush off to him only to stop from the sharp pain in your arm. Slowing you down, forgetting almost about your own injuries. Looking at them bandage, no doubt done by Alfred. Your left shoulder and right leg. He also changed you, into your pj's. Using your powers, you delude the pain the best you could and hurry to Damian's room. It took you a bit longer, he wasn't next door like before, all the way across the other side thanks to Dick.

Finally reaching it just as Alfred comes out shutting the door to his room. He spots you looking like he was going to say something but doesn't. Instead he smiles at you with a nod. Then looks back at the door, you follow his eyes.

"I don't know how you do it, Miss Violet."he tells you, subtly praising you.

You couldn't help but smirk at what he said."I wonder too."you said, looking around for someone he could tell.

"If you are wondering about Master Dick, he went out to have a talk with Batwoman. Miss Kane. He has instructed that Master Damian has 24 hour rest, while you have 48 hours of rest. Now, then I won't hold you up."he steps aside and pushes the dining cart down the hall.

You stood there for a few seconds watching before you went into Damian's room. Hearing his door open, Damian slides his eyes over to the person. When he saw who it was, his frustrated scowl slowly eased up, but not all the way.

"Why aren't you resting?"he demands from you, trying to mask his actual concern.

You paid no mind to how he said it, and walk over to him. He was sitting in his bed with his head bandaged and arm, your eyes look over his injuries they didn't seem that bad. You were just glad he was alright, still that didn't stop you. You climb into his bed and sit behind him, placing your hands on his back you began to focus upon where his pain was, even if he wouldn't tell you. Locating it you start to absorb the pain from his body into your own. Your skin reacting to it, turning first a low grey color meaning, the pain wasn't that bad until it started to become darker but not to dark. Your eyes remained the same, which was good. Through the whole time Damian didn't move nor say anything. It was always like this when you did this. When trying to just single out a certain negative emotion you need full concentration and the slightest movement or distraction was never good.

Damian would just wait for you to finish, it didn't take very long. Just a few more seconds and you finished.

Taking your hands back, you had to now put what you took away and keep it locked up until you needed to use it. Good thing for you it was consider the norm and your body did the rest."There, done."you tell him.

"Finally."he groans, as he started to take off his bandages."So, what's going on with you Greyson?"

His questions did catch you off guard, and what you did next did to him wasn't a surprise. But made him stop, you hug him from behind tightly. Like you had some sort of nightmare, the same thing you use to do back in the mountains when you would have nightmares. Just out of reaction grab hold him in your sleep or if you awoke and grab him in order to go back to sleep. But this was different, he could tell by way you held onto him. It was clear his question hit something in you, that you just would not talk about. And being the type of person he was, just directly asked you. Having noticed the interaction and strain between you and Dick. Even if he wasn't much a fan of him, he was still someone important to you and you to him. From the first day he came to live with his father he noticed and saw the strong bond between you both. Even after you left to live with his mother, how distraught he was. How empty he looked, like a part of him was missing. And when you came back to help them, Dick was overjoyed but no doubt became sadden when you left him again. And no doubt the guilt of leaving him haunted you. Even if you wouldn't say it, which was why you kept your distance from him. And even now you didn't say anything about it.

Your head resting up on Damian's back, you inhale deeply and let go.

Damian looks at you. While you stood there in silence."You're going to leave aren't you?"you question. Turning back around looking at him. He gets off his bed and walks towards his clothes pulling out his Robin attire and gets dressed. Giving you the answer, you sigh but understood."Give me a second."you tell him and leave his room.

It took you some time to get to your room and to get dressed. Once you had your outfit on you hurry back to Damian's room to find it empty. Grumbling upset at his refusal to wait for you, you hurry down the Batcave where he no doubt would be. Carefully you make your way there, avoid any sort of detection from Alfred. Quickly you hurry down to underground base, calling for Damian upset that he didn't wait for you. While mumbling to yourself he was going to get it later.

Reaching the last step,"Damian! Damian!"you call for him.

Excepting a response, you didn't expect..."Violet MOVE!"Damian warns you.

No second had he warned you were kicked square across the face, by something fast and heavy. It came out of nowhere, with a force that felt like sledge hammer, sending you flying across the room. Crashing into the Batcomputer, it was enough for you spit up. Your body drops down, but you managed to catch yourself just barely. That surprised attack took a bit out of you. Your body was aching again from the pain and you started to stagger as you stood up. Your vision was a bit impaired, slowly you start to push yourself back up. Looking in the direction you heard Damian fighting against the intruder. Barely able to focus, but you saw who it was. That man from Wayne Tech, who saved Damian.

What was he doing here? How did he know where her was? So many questions came to your mind, but they would have to wait. Right now you had to help Damian, focusing on your pain. You suppress it to become numb, and go to help him. The man saw you coming and before you could even jump or land a blow. He turns around quickly to you, grabs you by the throat and flings you hard across the other side of the room. But that didn't stop you, you pick yourself back up. Without feeling any sort of pain you could keep going but it would cost you later. Seeing this the man gets ready to attack you again, before it could happen Damian goes to attack the guy. Due to being drugged prior to, his strikes and movements where slow. But it didn't matter, he tires to strike the man who steps aside letting Damian fall to his knees and began to slowly crawl till the drug took its affects on him. He stood over him triumph, reaching to pick him up when you became enraged and raced at the man like a hellbat. And again it happened, the fear took over but you didn't care and charged.

Hearing your yells he turns around in your direction the second you jump up, you changed again like before. Your skin becoming that reddish color, eyes becoming black with yellow iris that this time slit, your teeth started to becoming sharper and this burning feeling over your eyes started to happened, like something was extra was forming. Your fingernails became sharper almost like claws, your appearance almost looked demonic in a sense. A roar escapes you, a ferious roar as you go to strike the man. But he steps aside, and you missed him. But with this power your physical attributes increased, your speed was much faster and you go turn back around to strike. But he managed to dodge, it didn't matter you kept up the attacks and strikes left and right pushing him. He just blocked you, not at all afraid of you. Which only added more, throwing a punch followed by a kick. He grabs your ankle and pulls you forward palm thrusting you hard in the chest. His strike was enough to snap you of it and knock you out.

With you out, he stands over you with a thought in mind about what he was going to do to you but changed his mind. Leaving you he turns around and takes Damian.


Your mind was a drift, the pain you still had suppressed kept you from moving. It leaked a bit from your hold, leaving you in this state. Unable to move until you could grab hold of it again. While at the same time you cursed yourself from giving in, but the fear of Damian being attacked. That man there...fear just over took you and you had fight back. But at what cost? Losing control of yourself? Everything you worked for just seem to shattered and no doubt a certain someone would be upset after they just had this conversation with you. If only they could tell you why? What it was they kept hidden from you? Why giving in was such a threat and taboo? The power was just so nice to have, you didn't have to fear anything anymore. Except to lose yourself...

"Violet. Violet!"a familiar voice calls to you.

Searching around for the voice, you look towards the light you saw shinning in your mind. That was were the voice was coming from, you reach for it and take hold. Your eyes shoot open and you gasp deeply for air. Your body would go in this stasis whenever that happened. Slowly sit up with the help of another. Rubbing your head trying to recall what just happened. When it clicked, Damian! Where was Damian?

Looking around frantic for him, there was no sign of him at all. All you saw was the knocked over Batbike, trickles of Damian's blood where his body had been and nothing else.

"Damian!"you get up to race over, only to stagger just a bit.

You almost collapsed but someone grabs you and keeps you steady. Looking you find Batwoman much to your surprise, she looks at you understanding and sympathetic eyes. She saw the guilt and failure you felt for not being able to do anything. Feeling helpless, becoming angry because you couldn't do anything. She gets down to your level and embraces you in a comforting hug tightly.

"Violet, are you okay?"Dick comes over dressed as Batman.

Your eyes follow his voice, you look right at him then away. Refusing his comfort, getting out of Batwoman's grasp and straighten yourself. There was no time to have self pity right now, Damian was taken and you needed to find him and Bruce. Regaining yourself and focusing back on the mission at hand.

It was a 360 that shocked Dick and worried him too."What is the next move?"you ask."Where are we going?"

Dick holds up his hand in objection."Hold on Violet, you can't come. Look I know you want to get Damian back but you're in no condition to do so."he sternly tells you.

Though you brush it off."I understand, but I have to help out."you tell him."My injuries are nothing. I know how to suppress them or just rid them from myself."

"That's good and all, still though you need to stay here. I can't risk you getting inju-"

Having enough you snap back."Just stop it! Stop already alright, I'm coming! I'm just as part of this as anyone else, so STOP treating me otherwise!"

The tone you took with Dick was not something he expected, this was a whole different side of you he'd never seen before. Baffled by this he didn't know what to say, seeing the hurt you caused you silently regretted how you just said what you said. You didn't mean for yourself to get like that or to snap at him.

Batwoman and Alfred look at the two of you. She was about to interject but Alfred stops her."..."Dick face turned cold at you, just like the words that came out his mouth."Fine. Get ready."he tells you turning around and runs to the Batmoblie jumping in, he calls to Batwoman to join him."Hopefully you have a ride."

Again with the harsh and cold words, even though it stung you let it be. The sound of the engine starting up caught your attention. Dick presses on the gas pedal and leaves the cave and you. Knowing he did that on purpose didn't bother you much, you had your own transportation. Holding out your hand your eyes in a flash glow black and you race down the direction Dick drove off. Alfred watches you wondering what it was you had in mind and what you were doing. He was sure that you wouldn't couldn't run all the way there.

"Miss Violet don't!"he panics, watching you jump off the side of the driveway. He races to the side looking for you, when something huge and large comes up with such speed that it almost knocked him back. He stares up wide eyes amazed and surprised at what he saw you riding on. Gasping.

A loud screech erupts throughout the cave, with you on top of the winged creature you direct to follow in the direction Dick drove off in. Doing as you command the creature dives down and tucks in its wings through the tunnel of the driveway, exiting the cave with force. Spreading its wings letting the wind push it upward, it lets out one last screech into the cold night.