Raven pov:
As I was walking in the hall well a very long hallway and I found a room where there was a midnight dim light on it and I saw two kids sleeping and one of the kids woke up .
James pov
I woke feeling a little bud dizzy and trying to remember what happend
The it flashes to my mind we were kiddnap only this time Brianna and me. were kiddnap and I saw a women standing in the door way and I ask her ( who are you ) I said glaring at her then when she walked in the room I was shock to see aunt raven the past version
I woke
Aunt raven is that you Briana ask she woke up
This kid just called me aunty and how the hell did she know my name i ask my self
Aunty raven are you alright Brianna ask
Brianna she's not the future raven she's the past so she doesn't know who we are James said
Oh ok Brianna smile
So umm mind telling who are you guys
I ask
Oh I'm James future child of Jason and Barbara Todd
And I'm Brianna future child of halo and brion
And I'm guessing you guys are my nephew and niece then huh I said
But can I ask something how did you Kidd's get here and where are your future parents .
Well there sleeping for a long and we got teleport back in the future James said
Ah I see then let's find a way to get out of here they nodded I carried Brianna since she's small and still young while James his holding my other hand since his already old enough not to be carried like a baby and he doesn't like getting treat like a baby
As we were walking we saw a light of flash we hid and wait for them to go but I James just let go of my hand and went there I was shock to see who was holding him and .......
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meeting you all again ( damirae)
Teen Fictionthis story is about all of them reborn but one of them is missing this story is about damirae and some other ships this include other timeline story mix with them so i hope you like it and there will new characters include mine ships: kori- grayso...
