Chapter 5

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Damian was patrolling around Gotham. He was happy that his date went well. But boy did his mom try to embarrass him. It is nice that his mom now shows emotions. Maybe being blind worked out for him.

"Now, what do you have for me gotham?" He asked. Damian listens for some trouble. As he listens he dodge but someone throws some Knives at him. "The hell?"

"Heya red." a voice said. Damian groaned knowing who it was. He turns and senses a familiar enemy/stalker.

"Flatline." Damian said ready his clubs

"Hey Double D, how is it going?" She leaps up then tries to land a hit on Damian. But he dodge and they fought.

"Are we serious about doing this every day?" Damian said, blocking a knife to the face.

"Well, either this or" she said slyly, with a seductive smirk.

"Nope, sorry it's not happening." Damian said.

She pouts "spoilsport" . She tried to get the upper hand but Damian wouldn't let her. Damian tried to see if he can detain her but he got in the back by respawn.

They tag team on Damian. He tried to fight back the best he could.

"Shit she had to bring the wannabe."

"Fuck you devil." Respawn said.

"Sorry, he has me for that." Flatline said, Damian gave her a look. An arrow came and almost hit respawn.

"Hey, can I join the party, old friend?" The three of them turn and see Connor hawke son of the green arrow.

"Get your ass down and help take these two out." Damian kicking flatline. Connor then jumps down and fights Respawn. They both got the upper hand. Respawn then set off a flash bomb and both of them disappeared.

"Shit. they're gone. Thanks for the help Connor."

"No problem, but that is not why I'm here."

"Then what?" Connor leads Damian to another roof. Where a kid is wearing a robin costume.

"What the?"

"I found him almost got stabbed by a crook." Connor Hawke said. Damian rubs his head.

"Tomorrow, we are getting to the bottom of this and ending it." Damian said. And Connor nodded.

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