So…I'll try to update again either rtoday or tomorrow. keep an eye out for that.
Still need some ideas for habits and hobbies.
HELP?!
Anyways, is there anything you guys want to happen?
I do know what an upcoming chapter is about! HINT: Jase uses a new skill to try and win Charlie back but…it does NOT work out.
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EVENT: Jason's new hobby.
JASON: Sixteen.
Jason had found the club by total chance.
The teen had decided he needed to get his mind off of things and ended up jogging around the slums of Gotham City.
He'd taken one too many wrong turns and the next thing he knew he was in the middle of a full parking lot.
There was nothing but abandoned homes and rundown buildings around him…so the single brick structure that has dozens of males flooding in spiked his suspicions.
Thinking nothing of it, Jason walks in behind a rather large group of older boys…only to be yanked away by the hood of his jacket.
"What do we have here?" he hears a voice ask, a thick New York accent decorates the man's speech.
"Hey!" Jason growls and attempts to pull away.
"Hold still rugrat." The man growls.
"Joel, let's not scare our new guest." A woman sighs and Jason looks up to find the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen standing in front of him.
She was a red head.
Her skin is tanned and her legs are covered to the knee by leather high heeled boots.
Matching gloves adorn her arms and hands along with a strapless navy blue leotard.
Black ringlets fall down her shoulders and cat like green eyes watch him with curiosity.
"Oh come on Reewa. Just let me have a little fun?" the man pleads.
"The kid wants to sneak into the club? Put him in the chamber." The lady glares at Jason suddenly before walking off.
Her hips swaying slightly with every step.
For the first time ever, Jason feels himself attracted to the opposite sex.
His attraction quickly burns away however when he remembers the blonde he's currently trying to win back.
Jason looks up when the man laughs and finds a big male.
A leather jacket protects him from the cold night air and his black hair is gelled back neatly.
His eyes are two different colors.
One is baby blue and the other a honey brown.
"Good luck kid. The chamber's the real deal."
With that, Jason's shoved into a closet like room and the door is slammed closed.
The next thing he knows, the ground is shaking and he feels the room moving.
"Gentlemen! Welcome with great respect…Greenburg!" a voice announces.
They're muffled and Jason drops to his knees when the room shakes violently.
A roar of cheers is heard before Jason's chamber is filled with blinding light.
The ebony shuts his eyes tightly to protect them and the voice calls out again.
"And of course…the poor victim. No name… for now." the voice is taunting…teasing as he announces.
With that, something grabs Jason's collar and he's hauled out of the room only to be dropped on his back.
The teen can hear the roar of 'Fight! Fight! Fight!' around him and his eyes snap open when he feels a solid punch land on his jaw.
What he finds is himself in the middle of a boxing ring.
There's a guy standing over him with a smirk and Jason glares back before standing up slowly.
The crowd around him laughs as he stumbles slightly.
"Give it up pipsqueak. You're dead." The other boy laughs.
"Yeah? We'll see about that." Jason growls before reeling back and letting his fist slam forward.
The feeling of letting his hand connect is impossibly great to Jason.
And suddenly he can't stop himself.
He lets the guilt go and the plain floods out.
It hadn't been too long since Bruce's death and yet everyone- including Charlie- expected him to jump to feet.
He, of course, did as they wanted but…the frustration and pain had been building up.
This was his chance to let it go.
And boy did he take advantage of his chance.
It's only when two sets of arms pick him up from the other boy's body –which he had been punching to a pulp- that he finally takes a deep breath and looks around.
The crowd had gone silent…but as soon as a bell rings twice, everyone begins to cheer and scream.
"Gentlemen…your winner! The Rookie!" a voice calls out and Jason's right arm is lifted into the air.
After that, he's ushered into a room towards the back where Joel and Reewa are sitting with smiles.
"Didn't think you had it in you kid." Reewa chuckles and shakes her head.
"What is this place?" Jason demands with a frown.
"You're kidding right?" Joel asks with wide eyes.
"Answer me."
"Welcome to Gotham United. A group that accepts nothing but the best of Gotham's fighters."
"And what was tonight?"
"Rookie night. Every Saturday, a new kid comes along wanting to join. We set them up with one of our best fighters and see how things go."
"You knocked out our best fist fighter…impressive." Reewa comments.
"We want you."
"Want me to what?" Jason frowns and wipes away a small trail of blood that was making its way from his nose to his lip.
"Want you to be a part of this! We have trainers. A legal group that goes to state competitions! We'll set things up for you. You could get paid…every week." Reewa says with excitement.
"Thanks…but no thanks." Jason growls before standing from the chair he had sat in.
"What? why not?!"
"I don't fight to hurt people. And definitely not for money."
" from what I saw…you have a lot bottles up inside you. This is a good way to get away." Joel says sternly.
"I can deal with my own problems. Hurting others isn't my way of dealing."
"The door's always open." Reewa sighs and Joel gives her a surprised look.
"Thanks…but I won't be using it." With that, Jason stands and makes his way to the door.
He manages to get to the parking lot before a hand lands on his shoulder.
"Hey kid, you forgot this."
Jason turns and has an envelope shoved into his hand before the man that had grabbed him leaves quickly.
Inside of the white envelope…Jason finds four hundred dollars.
He shoves the money into his pocket before jogging home.
In the apartment, Dick and Conner are decorating cookies in the kitchen with content smiles.
Neither one was really back to normal…but they were trying hard to be there for one another.
This was a step.
"What color should I make the star?" Dick asks as Conner walks over and wraps his arms around his waist.
"Hm…yellow." Conner whispers as he places soft kisses on his spouse's neck and jaw.
"And the moon?" Dick asks, his breath hitching slightly.
"Red." Conner mumbles as he moves the trap of Dick's muscle shirt to reach his shoulder.
"You're just blurting out colors now." Dick mumbles as his eyes slip closed and he moves his head to give Conner better access.
"Yeah." Conner chuckles before taking the icing bag form Dick's hands and turning him around slowly.
"Jason's going to be home soon." Dick states as he and Conner share heated kisses.
"Let him. Do you realize how long it's been since we did this?" Conner growls playfully as his hands run up and down Dick's sides.
"Mm." Dick chuckles and carries on at with the task at hand.
They're only able to initiate a heated make out session before Jason slams the door.
The couple snap away from each other and walk over to greet their son with red cheeks.
What they find it Jason wearing a bloody gray hoodie.
His left eye is swollen and his lip is badly split.
"Jase!" Dick gasps before rushing over to inspect his son.
"What happened?" Conner demands before he moves over to grab a first aid kit.
"Nothing." Jason mumbles as he attempts to move away from his Pop.
"You're lying." Dick states with cold eyes.
"It was some guys form the other side of the city. They recognized me and threw in a few punches. I couldn't fight back." Jason mumbles easily.
"You could have gotten in a punch Jase." Conner mumbles with a frown as he starts repairing Jason's face.
"I did…" Jason mumbles before wincing at the pain of alcohol being rubbed into his cuts.
That night…Jason pulls out the money and shoves it between his mattresses.
He isn't able to sleep and when Sunday rolls around…he's doubting his decision.
He goes to school on Monday…and the rest of the week.
His frustration builds up along with the pain whenand as soon as the sun goes down on Saturday night…he finds himself rushing back to the warehouse.
This time he gets into the building easily.
The other men watch with proud smiles as he walks into Reewa's office.
The woman is in the office…but she's definitely not alone.
Jason walks in to find her seated on a male's lap. Her lips attached to his.
Jason only rolls his eyes in disgust before slamming the door shut.
They jump away from each other and Reewa glares at him in annoyance before smiling slightly.
"I'm in." Jason states with a nod.
"Great. We'll get back to you. Now…get out." she growls before turning back to her previous task.
Jason only chuckles and leaves the warehouse.
He finds himself excited for the next time he's placed in the ring.
He had promised Charlie to stop smoking…but this is something different. this isn't bad for him…this something that's all his. Something that no one can take away.