digi-gal-rox: another chapter up! anyways, enjoy!
CHAPTER 5
"Where were you?" Dick winced at his wife's stiff tone.
"I take it you saw the news."
"How could you do this, Dick?! To us!"
"Barbara, it's just a-"
"Don't act like nothing has happened Dick!" she glared at him angrily. "You promised that you wouldn't go out there again, you said that you weren't going to put your daughter in danger because of that life!" angrily she walked to their room, to continue her packing.
"Babs, don't do this." he begged. "I-" he stopped, noticing young Mary at the door, looking frightened. Zipping her bag, Barbara grabbed the young girl and walked out.
"Barbara!" Dick called after his wife desperately. Shoving her bag into the car, Dick noticed that Mary's bag was in there as well. The older woman placed her daughter into the car gently, before pulling the seatbelt over her. "Babs, don't do this." Barbara climbed into the car, ignoring her husband. "Barbara!"
"I won't be apart of this Dick. Not again." the only thing Dick could do was watch his family drive off into the night, leaving behind the life they had built together.
Dick Grayson woke up with a start. Groaning slightly, he turned to the other side, only to find the bed empty. His eyes fell. Sighing heavily he climbed out of bed, pulling the blinds up. The sun streamed in blinding the now bearded man. Taking a deep breath he walked to the piled up kitchen. Ever since Barbara and Mary's departure, he had lost touch in almost everything. Friends... house keeping. He barely went to meetings at Wayne Enterprices. The only time he actually ever left the house was when he was Nightwing.
James sighed heavily, staring at the file that sat on his desk. In front of him, Tim stood shocked, his hands were shaking as he slowly sat down.
"Why would he keep this from us?" he asked quietly. James shrugged.
"How did you get this?" the older man asked.
"In my mail." Tim said slowly, "Whoever it was... obviously knows that Bruce adopted me. And probaly knows about Dick as well." James nodded slightly.
"Did you tell him yet?"
"He's been... hard to reach. Y'know about the Barbara thing..." James's eye fell. "Did she tell you?"
"She's still distressed." James responded. "Have you met him yet?" Tim shook his head.
"I don't think he wants to be seen, as of yet."
"Whoever this guy is, we need more proof, if he really who he says he is. And if he is... does that mean everything will go to him...?"
"It didn't state that it'd go to him, though." Tim sighed, gripping the arm rest. "I wonder how old this kid is."
"Obviously younger than you."
"Why do I get a bad feeling about this, Commissioner?" Tim asked quietly. James watched the younger man, crumble.
"This guy claims to be Bruce's son." James murmured, "You're afraid that he'll fight for everything. I would be to, if I were in your position."
"It's not that." Tim mumbled. "It's just that... I find it strange that straight after the death of Batman and Bruce this guy shows up..."
"You think there's a connection?"
"I think this guy is responsible for both their deaths."
"Reporting here live at Gotham Bank, the Joker and Harlee Quin have once again escaped the scene of the crime. Chief Rojas, however has claimed that he is more determined the make sure that this prince of crime will be locked up for sure..." mumbling to herself, Barbara switched the TV off, she turned around slightly, as Mary stirred slightly, before making herself more comfortable on her mother's lap. Barbara's features soften upon seeing the sleeping child on her lap. She new that Dick would be out there soon, finding the Joker. Just like the night before, and the night before that. She turned around slightly as Tim entered the room.
"Hey, how you holding up?"
"Did you tell him?" Barbara asked quietly. Tim shook his head. Her eyes fell. "Why is he doing this?"
"He wants to bring justice back to the name, Barb." Tim sighed, "There's more pressing information I have to share with you." the red-headed woman looked at him curiously.
"What are you talking about?"
"Bruce has a son." he stated, "A real biological son."
"Everything is going to plan, no?"
"It certainly is. Now with the Joker out, havoc can once again roam the street. Now just for the others." the masked man gave a big yawn. "And what about you? Are you willing to join the team?"
"Let's just get one thing straight. I work alone."
"But ofcourse, but now we will be working as a team. To bring him down."
"Why the sudden interest in him, why after all these years?"
"I've been waiting for the right time, my dear friend. And now with the Batman dead, there is nothing but revenge building up in him. He wants to bring justice to the name of the Bat. So, that's when we'll hit him with everything we've got."
"The other's... they might come."
"No. They won't. Not when I'm through with them." the masked mann smiled wickedly, "So, will you join the team, or not, Deathstroke, or should I say Slade?"
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