Note: I do not own any of the characters included.

So for this prompt, "Zombies," I'm just doing Talia reviving Jason using the Lazarus pit because I honestly couldn't come up with anything better. I hope it turned out okay!

Also, Jason and Talia's relationship is NOT supposed to be romantic. They're supposed to be starting to develop more of a Mother-Son relationship.

Day 3: Zombies

Jason Todd's body was heavy. Not extremely heavy, but heavy. Just like any healthy body should be. Not that his body was all that healthy, of course.

His dead body was what I held in my arms. The corpse was tattered and bruised, giving away what a terrible death the poor boy had received. Every drop of blood that hadn't already rotted away dripped down my arms. Seeing such a young child's dead body was haunting, so haunting, in fact, that I couldn't seem to bear the idea of him being dead any longer. Fortunately, the only known way to easily bring a corpse back to life was right in front of me, just waiting to be used.

The lazarus pit glowed bright green. It's essence was mesmerising, seeming as magical as its abilities. But the soft glow was disturbed by the burst of bubbles that crackled deep inside. The chemicals and acid could burn any healthy visitors…. But could also do quite the opposite to any bodies that happened to be dropped inside.

I wasn't even quite sure why I wanted Jason to come back to life, out of all people. I hadn't even really known him that well. Sure, we had met once or twice, but those conversations were brief and unmemorable. Because of my connection with the child's father, Jason hadn't ever despised me or anything, but he never truly liked all that much, either. We were just barely more than strangers.

I pulled his body closer to my chest. We may have never known each other well, but he had always just seemed like such an innocent, sweet, pure, child. Perhaps a little misunderstood, but still a child, nonetheless. He hadn't deserved what the world had given him, so I just… wanted to give him a little more.

I took a few steps closer to the lazarus pit, carefully stopping right near the edge of it. I walked cautiously, being careful not to slip into the powerful chemicals in front of me. I kneeled down in front of it, looking into its enchanting waters. Loosening my grip on Jason's body, I began to tilt my arms towards it. Slowly, I let him fall into the lazarus pit.

Splash! Whoosh! The lazarus water seemed to erupt into life, surrounding the dead body that had just entered the pool. It spun around him, spiraling up like waves! Chemicals splashed towards me, making me quickly run back, away from the lazarus pit. I watched from afar as the pit did it's magic. Jason's body seemed to glow along with it for a few moments, just long enough for the magic to seep into his tattered body. The water began to calm down, pulling itself back down like a wave after it crashed down in the ocean. I ran over to find a motionless boy… but not a lifeless one, laying inside it. Reaching over, My hands touched his back. I scooped him up, pulling him out of the lazarus pit.

The first sign of motion from him was a small cackle, sounding as evil and devious as the Joker himself, the person who killed the boy. Feeling a tad of guilt at hitting him, I lifted my hand, ready to knock Jason out of it. Quickly, before he could make another move, I slapped him. Jason fell unconscious again. After only a second or two, though, he began to wake up again, this time sounding much less psychotic.

Jason's eyes began to flutter open, "What… what happened…?" He mumbled quietly, "What are you doing with me…?" His voice didn't seem angry at me, but merely curious and confused. I laid him onto the ground so he could get up whenever he felt ready.

"I am… well, I was resurrecting you… bringing you back to life." I explained, reaching out to help him up. He carefully started to put his own hand into it, seeming a little bit hesitant to trust me. I waited as he took his time deciding whether or not to let me help him.

"You're one or Bruce's girlfriends, right? One of the criminal ones?" He asked, bringing his hand back a little. He looked up into my eyes, "How do I know you're not going to hurt me?" His voice was soft and a little squeaky, like he was genuinely scared. I sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder as he started to sit up on his own.

"I promise I won't even touch you if you don't want…. I may be an assassin, but that doesn't mean I'm going to assassinate everyone I see." I gently whispered into his ear, "I just want to help you."

I walked back around to the front of him, putting my hand out again for him to take. Still reluctant, Jason slowly put his hand into mine. I tugged him onto his feet.

He looked down to the floor, a sad thought seeming to come into his mind. He gulped, "Wow…. " Jason sighed, "I really died…" He seemed to be in a state of shock, just staring at the ground as all his mixed thoughts flooded through his head. He put his hand to his forehead, attempting to process everything.

"You did." I confirmed solemnly.

"Joker really…. I…" Jason stuttered. Looking back at him, I could tell he was having trouble not bursting into tears. "How could Joker do this to me?! How could Bruce let him do this to me? How could….." Jason stopped for a second, looking back at me.

I put my hand back on his shoulder. "I'm sorry that all this happened to you… I really am." I paused for a second unsure how I could truly consult him. "Just now that everything's going to be okay. You're alive now…."

I wasn't exactly sure what to say next, and from the looks of it, neither did he. We stood there solemnly and silently.

Jason smiled at me for just a moment. He paused for just one more moment before speaking, "Yeah… Thank you for reviving me. I guess now… I'm a zombie."

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