"Look what we have here." Black Mask stood above them.
"Where's Nightwing!" Damian screamed.
"I was going to ask you that? I guess I'm not the only one he's fooling." Roman pulled off his mask. "Isn't that right Bruce?" Bruce pulled of his cowl, "Burn in hell, Roman."
"He told you?" Roman sneered. "He worked for the dark side more than once." Damian yelled lair over and over again.
"Enough, Damian." Dick scowled at the boy.
Everyone's went wide, Richard had a gun pointed at Roman's head.
"I did that for my family and friends, you cannot say other wise." He spoke smoothly pressing on the trigger. Roman fell off the building. Landing roughly onto the concrete, you could hear his bones break.
Dick jumped off the building, sticking his landing. "Dick come here." Bruce spoke softly.
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FanfictionMultiple stories that I am in the process of making. Most of them are from my google doc or apple notes. Yay!
