I felt the bullet slice through my side. It felt like someone had stabbed me with a 1000-degree knife.

I screamed and fell to the ground, barely managing to catch myself. Jason fell too, as I was the only thing holding him up.

The shooter stepped out of the shadows. He looked to be just another one of Harvey's henchmen.

I bit back a groan when I shifted and pain spiked up. I attempted to sit up, but a gun was quickly pointed right in my face.

"Don't move!" the man demanded, cocking the gun.

There was another wave of pain, and a whimper escaped my lips. I could feel the blood seeping through my hoodie, staining it.

"Don't" I warned. Though I doubted the man would take any advice from me.

"You shouldn't have messed with Boss!" the man growled.

His voice was wavering slightly. I wouldn't be surprised if he was new to the job. His hand was shaking, but he kept his finger on the trigger. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he fired.

Suddenly a black figure jumped in front of me, blocking the bullet with what looked to be a piece of scrap metal.

"B-batman!" the man stuttered, backing up.

Batman threw a batarang, which hit the man's hand, making him drop his gun. The man did a 180 and ran away as fast as he could. He didn't get far though, as Batman calmly threw some sort of rope thing which twisted around the man's legs, tripping him, and sending him crashing to the ground.

I was fascinated by his tactic.

Suddenly there was yet another wave of pain and I started coughing violently. I watched in horror as drops of blood fell from my mouth onto the ground.

Batman immediately rushed over to me and kneeled beside me.

"Hang in there, kid. We're gonna get you help" Batman's voice was surprisingly smooth. None of that gruffness it usually held. I'd never heard him speak like that before. It did sound familiar though, but where did I know it from?

When I finally stopped coughing, and there was a neat little puddle of blood on the ground, and tears of pain in my eyes, I attempted to sit up, but Batman stopped me.

"You'll hurt yourself more if you move. Stay put. I'll help you"

"I'm fine. You have to help Jason" I waved him away.

To be fair, Jason was in a much worse state than I, and I was positive I wouldn't bleed out too fast.

Batman seemed to have come to the same conclusion, as he, after a reassuring look, turned to Jason, who was on the verge of passing out, his eyes rolled back into his head.

Batman noticed all the blood on Jason's hoodie, and carefully lifted it. He gasped when he saw all the wounds littering Jason's body. It was so much worse than I'd first thought.

"I-is he gonna be okay?" I asked.

Batman was silent for a moment.

"He'll be okay" he then said.

I had a feeling he was just lying to make me feel better, but I just accepted the answer.

Batman tapped something on his wrist, and the batmobile suddenly drove into view by itself. The doors opened and Batman carefully lifted Jason and carried him to the car, where he was sat down in the backseat.

Batman then came back to me.

"I'll need to carry you to the car, okay?" Batman said.

I just nodded. It wasn't like I had a choice anyway, as there was no way I'd be able to walk there.

Batman scooped me into his arms. The movement had me biting my tongue as to not let out a scream. He carried me over to the car and put me down in the front seat. He didn't seem to worry about blood getting onto the fancy-looking leather of the seat. He then swiftly fastened mine and Jason's seat belts, before getting in the driver-side and starting the car.

"What about the guy?" I asked, nodding toward where the guy was probably laying.

"I already called the police. They'll get here before he can escape" Batman reassured.

Suddenly a wave of nausea hit me, and I slumped against the car door, covering my mouth with my hand.

"You're losing blood, kid. I need to put pressure on the wound" Batman informed me, though his voice seemed muffled as if I was underwater.

I felt something wrap tightly around my body, covering the wound.

"Are you going to throw up?" Batman asked.

I was about to nod when the nauseous feeling started to subdue. I shook my head in response, carefully sitting back up properly.

Batman just nodded and started driving.

~~~

I wasn't really sure where Batman was taking us, though I assumed the hospital.

He'd been driving for a few minutes, doing less-than-legal turns and ignoring several red lights. I had a vague idea of where we were. Another skipped red light and another turn later, the large building of Gotham's hospital came into view.

Batman parked the car halfway up onto the sidewalk. A dick move, honestly, but it wasn't like he was going to get a ticket since, you know, he's Batman.

A small crowd quickly formed around us, people pulling out their phones to take pictures or videos of the dark knight. Batman didn't look too pleased. He pushed a button, and a loud noise sounded from the car, startling the crowd. Even I flinched a little.

Some of the crowd seemed to have gotten the message, as they backed away, everyone else slowly following their example.

Once the crowd was dispersed enough for Batman's liking, he exited the car, went around, and opened my side. He picked me up, causing the pain to flare up again, and I bit my sleeve to prevent myself from screaming.

Batman scouted the crowd, his eyes landing on a fairly muscular blond man.

"There's a kid in the backseat. Help me get him inside" he ordered.

The man hesitated only for a second, before obeying.

Jason seemed to somehow still be clinging to consciousness, letting out a small groan as he was picked up.

We were rushed to the ER entrance. Two nurses immediately greeted us.

"GSW on his left side. It happened about fifteen minutes ago. He almost threw up ten minutes ago. Possibly other injuries" Batman informed the nurses as he followed them to an empty bed and put me down.

He was then ushered away by a doctor.

Someone cut open my hoodie and shirt, peeling them away from the wound. Someone else approached me with a needle, sticking it into my arm and connecting it to an iv.

It appeared the blood loss was getting to me, as I started to feel numb. The sounds faded, and my eyes seemed to close on their own. I couldn't even move my body. I faded into blissful unconsciousness.