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Get in the Water

Summary:

He doesn't deserve forgiveness, and he will not ask.

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Damian kills Danny AU

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Chapter 1: Under Waves They Sink (never again to be seen)

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“Please. Please heal him.” Father was begging.

 

Richard's body floated in the pits another minute despite there being no sign of life.

 

Danyal was dead.

 

Damian knew, no Damian made sure of that.

 

Yet there he was. Floating atop the Lazarus Pits.

 

He was a pit demon.

 

His hair was pure white floating to an invisible breeze, his skin was that of a corpse, with a bluish tint. His eyes were greener than the pits he hovered above.

 

He was angry. And he had every right to be. A voice whispered.

 

“No.” It wasn’t a request but an order.

 

He knew.

 

Father glared at Danyal, “Can you fix him?” with barely concealed desperation.

 

Damian knew why he was desperate.

 

His son was dead.

 

His eldest, the first Robin, the kind, and the brave.

 

Gone.

 

Not an accident or a mistake, a choice.

 

A choice to die.

 

Damian thought he knew a lot about death, but he was wrong.

 

It was different than every assassin he cut down, every monster he slayed because this was different.

 

This was Richard.

 

The man who taught him love, the one who lit up Gotham as Robin, and continued to share his light with Bludhaven.

 

His brother. His ahki. His Baba.

 

Father was Father, but Richard was more.

 

And he was gone. And never coming back.

 

Now floating above the pits was the boy whose life Damian took, the life Damian stole.

 

And he never looked back. Not even once.

 

“Yes” There was a slight hiss to the voice

 

Father relaxed, but he shouldn’t have.

 

“I will not help you.”

 

Damian almost cried, he knew the stubbornness of that voice and the pure will behind it.

 

“You and yours will have no place among me and mine.”

 

The pit around Richard bubble and pulse seemingly enraged.

 

“I will take your dead, but if you mistake my courtesy for weakness, may your lives be long because your afterlives will be swift.”

 

He is gone and he has taken Richard and the pits with him.

 

Oracle is talking in his ear, but he doesn’t hear.

 

Tears stream down his face but who is he mourning?

 

His blood brother whose blood coats his blade or his adopted brother who he wished was his father.

 

The brothers who will never smile again because of the mistakes Damian made.

 

The brothers he failed.

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This one shot was inspired by the amazing animatic by Bone Dustt. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=liTr5EwCH4Q 

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Notes:

Hi humans, monsters, and ghosts. I hope you liked this. I just felt like writing some angst.
Peace Nikkia

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