I woke up to find Damian gone and the door wide open. He knocked me out. The little brat. That's it, demon spawn's going to pay. I rushed out of the room, assuming someone in the Batcave would know something it was my first stop. The place looked like a bomb had gone off and Tim-
"Oh my god Tim!" I looked down over the railing to see bird boy in a heap on the floor, shattered glass all around him. I hated Tim, but I hated him like an older brother.
He looked like he was on the brink of death when Batman drove in with the brat. Where was Alfred? Batman rushed towards Tim and the little demon stood back in an assassin style Robin suit.
"Robin!" Batman yelled out. Damian looked indifferent. "hang on."
I climbed down towards them to face Damian. I scowled at him as I approached.
"You did this!" I screamed at him.
"He was my rival. It's my right to replace him. That's how it works in the League." He replied sternly.
"This is not the league. Get over yourself!" I looked back towards Bruce and Tim. "Is he?"
"He's alive, the bleeding's stopped. Where's Alfred?" Batman replied.
"Lil' creep did something to him." Tim said as Bruce lifted him up.
I widened my eyes, turning back to Damian. "I swear, if you've hurt him I'll kill you!"
"You could try." That's it. I lunged at him, tackling him to the ground as I began punching him. He caught my fist, forcing it into my face. As I fell back he started attacking me with his fists.
"Enough Damian!" The boy got off me and I pushed him away. The little freak.
"Mila with me. I'll need you to stay with Tim while I find Alfred." Bruce took him into our medical room and set him down on the operating table. "Stay here, Damian with me."
I sat down next to Tim, grabbing some tissues for my nose. I rested my head next to Tim and began to fade out.