One moment, that's all it took. One tiny, short, little moment to turn Damian's world upside-down.

Had he been asked before this moment his answer would be cold and harsh. He wouldn't need time to think it through or work it out. No, the answer would have been every simple and straight to the point.

But let me start this story at the beginning, for truly it is the best place to start.

It was a bright sunny day, the kind of day to enjoy the bird singing. Well you would enjoy it if you weren't Damian Wayne. So to continue, Tim and Dick where enjoying the beauty of such a day while a young pouting Damian tagged along behind. Now had Damian really been given the choice he wouldn't be out here. No, he would be inside, most likely training. But Dick hadn't given him the choice and when it was Dick giving the orders Damian rarely fought back. So now Damian found himself wondering through Gotham cities central park. The birds sung in the trees and bees flew from flower to flower.

Okay so now you're asking 'what could turn tough little Damian's world wrong-way-up on such a nice day?', but do not forget my friends this is Gotham.

The moment that sent Damian's world spinning didn't happen while the brothers strolled through the park, nor did it happen when that stopped to enjoy a light picnic lunch on the lawn. No this moment happen after a fight. It's not really that hard to work out who it was between. Yes, it was between Damian and Tim. Now what started this fight is unknown, even to Dick who was there when it started, but it ended with Damian storming off. I can't say for sure what Tim's reason for following his younger brother was, but I can say it was a lifesaving choice. Well not entirely.

So now we have arrived at the moment. That short moment you've been waiting for. Now Damian is quite fast, faster than most, but a bullet is faster. What's faster than that is Tim's mind. Tim had seen the man with his gun, tho Damian had not, and faster than a bullet he knew what was about to happen. The man raised his gun and aimed it at Damian, why he wanted to shoot a ten year old boy is beyond me, but that's what he intended to do. The trigger was pulled and the bullet flew. But rather then hit its intended target it found its mark in his elder brother. At the sound of movement Damian had started to turn, this allowed him to see his brother move into the path of the bullet. By the time he had done a full 180 the bullet had buried itself in his brother. The gun man ran, tho he was caught soon after. Damian gathered Tim into his arms. Why had he done that? Damian still didn't understand the power of love. The thing that drove someone to die for another. Damian hated Tim and Tim had stated he hated him back. Damian didn't understand how Tim could hate him and still choose to die for him.

"Why?" there was no response from the body in his arms.

"Drake… Drake… TIM…" Gone, he was really gone. Damian's vision blurred and soon his cheeks felt wet. He was crying. He hated Tim, really he did… or maybe not… he really couldn't work it out. In all his life Damian had never felt so cold and alone than when glassy eyes watched him. Never had Damian wanted to hear Tim call him a 'Demon' so bad. One moment. One bullet. His world flipped.

The question.

You thought I forgot. Well I haven't. The question I asked was simple. The kind most would find easy to answer.

"Do you love your brother?"

Damian would once respond in a harsh tone. He would most likely curse. But he didn't. With eyes of emotion he replied.

"I do and I did."

Please review. Okay so I tried a different writing style, who liked it? My plan is that next chapter will be the same story but written in my normal style. If you all like it the way it is I wont bother. If you don't like it then I hope the story will work in my normal style.

Love,

AtarinaMAK