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Dark Age [2-?]

Pairing : Jason Todd x Reader *THIS IS BATMAN PERSPECTIVE*

Warnings: swearing, some tears, fight, violence, angst maybe, idk

Summary: Chaos always has a beginning. It’s the Batman the one that set the fire for this hell?

*ALSO IMPORTANT MANY PEOPLE ARE DEAD BUT THEY ARE ALIVE IN THE ACTUAL UNIVERSE, I NEEDED DRAMA ,SORRY*

A/N : I will remind the reader every once in a while the point of views since, in this chapter we will follow Buce and Y/N. Bare with me. Also might be 4 chapters. Yeah.

You don’t know what the hell it’s the story?. Check the previous Chapter here:

Chapter 1

* BATMAN / BRUCE WAYNE POINT OF VIEW *

8 months ago. The beginning

“Sorry to interrupt, Mr.Wayne. But Mrs. Byron it’s here” said Louisa in the intercom.

“Send her, please” I said as I raise from my desk, going straight to the picture window to see Gotham.

A rare day if I might say. The sun it’s shining, people it’s laughing in the parks and streets while they do whatever normal people do in a sunny day. For Gotham aesthetic, this is one of those days that people treasures like a sweet and endless dream since no one knows when it’s going to happen again.

I left my thoughts drift into the last sunny day I had. When was it? , was I in the Manor?, what was I doing?. The last memory I had for one of those days, the most clear ones at least, was with all the children, well, they are not children anymore as they said, even Damian denies this ‘concept’. But, I think we were in the backyard, playing softball or something, for sure Alfred made lemonade, and of course in ended up with a ‘tragedy’ for someone. Y/N’s book ended up torn apart by Titus, Alfred tile’s full with mud, Tim was the ball magnet for always getting hit by more than one in the face, Jason and Damian... was a bad idea to put them in different teams, Dick, always in the middle.

I couldn’t help but resist to laugh while recalling that day. I wonder if it could happen again soon, those days always-

“I thought i would die without hearing you laugh. May I hear the joke?” said Julia Byron interrupting my memories, her brown eyes held this mischievous spark as she walked across the office.

“Just a family memorie” I said trying to compose myself. “I hope you had a marvelous trip Julia”.

“Yes it was, always eager to see you, Bruce” she said, as she tooked a sit right infront of my desk.

Julia Byron. Famous archaeologist, writer, journalist, linguist, blogger... I know I’m forgetting something in all the impressive list she owns about knowledge. Also known in Gotham as the Culture Mayor, is it a surprise?.

“I think I have found the headline for the museum’s special ” she said with a bright smile.

“Please. enlighten me” I said taking a sit in front.

It might not be a ‘problem’ for many, but for her, it was. Why will someone go to a museum when they have everything on internet?, why it was important to keep the old building when we can build something better? or useful?. Julia loves the museum, it’s where her father worked and where she found the path to become what she is today, she wants that someone else feel the same way. So, she’s been traveling all around the globe, trying to find the ‘thing’, the ‘spark’ as she calls it, to show to the world, but mostly Gotham.

“I’ve been everywhere, Bruce. There’s no place on Earth where i landed my feet and everything it’s known by man, so I went, where men are not meant to be” She said and it was as if, with those words Gotham recalled its own weather.

The sun was hidden with a big a dark cloud, making everything dark as always, cold and mysterious. Julia took out her Ipad, she scrolled until her eyes grew wide, as if she discovered again, that unknown treasure.

“There’s a place in the Arctic, where no man has been before, I tell you Bruce, this place was forbidden by God, it doesn’t exist in the radar or maps, we found it only by chance. I will never go back, nor I will tell where it is, no one wants to go there, I’ve seen things, no one else should see, and even if I describe the horror I saw you wouldn’t believe it.” Said Julia, and I still don’t know, what was her voice hiding between words. Fear? Anxiety? Horror? yearning?

When she realized I was paying attention to her tale, she showed me the pictures. I saw ice, caverns, engravings, and a lot of figures I haven’t seen in my life, as I watched the pictures she continued her adventure.

“We went down and down, I don’t know for how long. One will think that no light could be there, but it was. A single ray of sun enlighten...this ” she said as she pointed at something in the picture.

I don’t know what it was, a box?, a book?, a chest?. I wasn’t there but I know, it had something bad coming out of it. I zoomed the picture since the same engravings were placed all over the object, walls and floor.

“It’s this an old and dead language? or“-

“It was, until we cracked up yesterday” she said again, with that strange voice.

Unleashed desires, Inmortal horror, Rectify when, The mind decipher, The order of disorder.

She reads the message and then she explained.

“This object inside the chest, allows anyone to get what they want, but always with a parallel nightmare. How many cultures has things with this aura?, but how many like this? With a long forgotten culture and ethics! Bruce!, this is revolutionary! Imagine how important this will be for Gotham! For my team! For me!” She said with a maniacal laugh, but...

Anything?. Anything? . Imagine how important this will be for Gotham. This could end with all the horrors, the crime, injustice that reign our society, and then, when it does it’s thing here... the whole world, universe, everywhere will see the light of justice... but only in good hands, if it goes to the museum, many unrightful people will want it.

“How many people knows about this? I mean, here in Gotham?” I said as if my mind was still connecting all the things that could correct with that stone or whatever it was.

“What?-Why?... well, my team for sure. Since you are my friend, i wanted to came with you first for approval so I could go with-”

“So only me”

“Why-Bruce”(laughs between teeths) “I was making the emails and so of course, I made a blog about some details, I was going to update today”

“Cancel them“

“Excuse me? , But why on Earth will I’ll do that?” she said turning angry.

“Think about it Julia. Isn’t it better that people discover it as you did? As a archeological surprise?” I said trying to make her think it was a marketing idea.

“Bruce. I don’t think you see the big thing. Literally. I brought big, biiiiig, boxes with that thing and objects, pieces of the cavern, everything! Where I am supposed to hide them? huh?” She said like if i had the worst idea ever.

“I know a place, well. I own a place, you can leave it all there. Then you talk with however you need to, and we pay the best marketing agency and make that night a big deal so not only for you means something big, but for all Gotham, and also, you earn more money from it, what you say?” I said, smiling.

“You don’t think I will leave this discovery in a basement without security, right?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Julia, I have the best security in all Gotham. It’s safe with me“

“Bruce, Bruce, Bruce” she said smiling. “Everything for you it’s a business, but Im in. Gotham and the world will never forget this“ She said after kissing my cheek and asking the direction of the place, I hand her the paper with the info before she left.

If I only knew she was right. Gotham and the world will never forget this.

Nothing ever goes as it suppose to do.

BATMAN POV

Not even an hour ago I was planning how to take that object. Everything was planned. I turned off all the alarms, I traced a ‘story’ so no know would know exactly what was going on, and so I realized, the fewer the people they knew, the better.

The plan was, telling Barbara and Dick to go there, since it was something we needed to hide from the world. It was easy, just taking the thing, bring it and then I would say something like ‘ tomorrow i will hide it’. That was everything. But, still I don’t know what happened that day.

We left for patrol, Dick and Barbara went for the object. I was waiting in the Batcave after we finished patrol and...everything changed. I don’t know how someone else could have known about that thing, but now it was in the hands of someone worst.

All those days became a living nightmare. Barbara and Dick, both gone, I saw my family tearing their hearts out for both of them, but they didn’t knew the whole thing, and they didn’t need to know. I need to finish this as quick as possible.

Not so long after, I received a riddle, the message was clear, “come and meet me, and we shall make amends”. With that, I was wondering if he truly knew the power of that thing, if he only thought about Barbara’s death, or if he knew something about Dick. It was a chance, and might have been the only one.

But, at the same time, The Scarecrow made its way into the labyrinth, he sent the same message, but I knew he might known what was the power of the object. Since he was a scientist, he might have heard or recognize something about it, since he closed his riddle as, Inmortal horror.

Seeing this two paths, I thought that maybe The Riddle was playing around, so I sent Steph where he said, and again, everything turn bad. I couldn’t even went inside the location that The Scarecrow send when I heard that Steph was badly injured, I realized, it was all a plan, that meeting was a trap to take me off the game, without me in the road, they will do whatever they want with the object.

I tried to destroyed every message from both of them. I needed to go back and hunt them, being hostile might bring justice again, and then, other clue came back.

“I know you are looking for me. I have it”

Who was this? Was it the Riddle?, Was it the Scarecrow?, Joker? Catwoman?, Poison Ivy? Who sent this?!

I left the BatCave, following the cracked coordinates, I went on looking for this certain person. I arrived there, looking for someone and all I found was dust, mud and a dead Riddle, this was the same location Y/N and Jason had said many nights ago, why would someone send me here?.

I looked around the place, looking for clues, and all I got was, a blue piece of cloth, I knew this pattern, this kind of fabric... it was Nightwing’s, but how it ended up there? what those that mean?. While I was looking for more clues, I got an urgent, well not one, many urgent alarms. Y/N, Jason, Damian, Tim, Alfred, Cass, Kate... why?.

I went straight to the Manor. Everything was like a haunted Mansion, like if a revolution took place there. Graffiti everywhere, on the walls, floors, portraits. Smashed windows and tiles, broken windows, stolen things, furniture all lost, blood, blood, blood. This was no home for anyone anymore, it made my blood ran cold, but at the back of my mind, I got this emerging thoughts. “Look for me, I’m the key, look for me I’ll bring justice upon all this” , they were welcoming, like the fuel keeping me alive.

As I went upstairs, I couldn’t pay attention to Cass and Katherine crying for help, all I heard was the soothing voice of Julia, as if she was the voice of that exotic object full of light and justice, that, that was the highest of the treasures, the only one that will bring back all those sunny days for Gotham, and so I could share those days with my family.

Family? My family? This family?. The one bleeding to death, the one with smashed skulls, broken bones?. The one where everyone fights for their lives?... oh if they only knew, bright days will come for us.

I only heard things like if they were music playing in the other room :

Bruce, help us! Criminals went in, they attacked Damian, Tim and Alfred! We need help or they’re going to die! Y/N has a weak heartbeat and Cass! , She’s trying to bring back Jason! Bruce?.... Bruce?... Bruce! Motherfucker! Listen Everyone it’s dying!

That thing, shining thing had me wondering if it might be the philosopher’s stone, could it bring someone from dead?, i will be curious to try, but, can it bring someone that was already dead?, like Jason, it will be the second time it happen to him... it would be... interesting to try...

I saw how both girls did everything. Kate went to another room, came back with a journal or something, she called someone. Time was something weird at that moment. Someone arrived and they took me out of the room, so I went to the BatCave, why? I don’t know, but my mind keep wandering and asking questions.

All this was a mistake, it was simple, it was supposed to be simple, how could it turn this way?. I trained every single one of this kids to be the best and they couldn’t bring a single object here?!. Barbara, I might wonder why she died, I didn’t train her since a young kind. Dick and Jason! how disappointing! Nor even because Jason died once did he learnt from it! , and Y/N and Damian! Oh what a shame! Nor even because they have it on their veins... or maybe they will survive, they are mine after all. And oh-Alfred. Didn’t have a chance with all those Arkham weirdos...

But now that I think about it, the object, must be the object. Must have been that. It drives you crazy, the more you want it, the more obstacles it places. But I need it! I NEED IT! it’s right to be with me!, I was the one with the rightful hands! I was the one who would bring justice to Gotham! Not destroy it! I shall find it! I-

“I don’t know if you care asshole, I do it for my sake.” Said Kate at the top of stairs of the BatCave. “Y/N, Damian, Alfred, Tim, all of them are comatose... we... we don’t if they will ever wake up, but...Ja...DAMN! Jason it’s dead! and everything it’s your fault”

“It’s their fault for not being better” I said with not a single glimpse of emotion.

Horrified. Kate left.

*Y/N POV*

All this months have taken so many lives. Not only it has taken my family and Jason. How many people out there are in the same situation?, how many victims are there?... and why will that cipher most rise?.

As I left Bruce all alone in the Batcave, after denying to send Kate to one of those suicidal missions, I went upstairs looking for my suit. I don’t even know if Bruce knows that Kate was long gone, Cass didn’t told me why, but I haven’t seen her since well, I can remember.

“What on Earth are you doing?” I heard a stern voice behind me as I kept on trying to put the suit.

To be honest, it was a disaster, not only the suit was damaged, full of holes and a missing shoulder, but my own body was a mess. Still I had many bruises on my body and face, I have many missing hair strands and teeths, I swear i do have many broken bones that haven’t heal well, but, no one it’s waiting for me to heal to fight back.

“ What it looks like Cass. This family it’s not going to rest until we end the job” I told her with a scoff as I inaugurated a new hole on the suit. “Damn” i said under my breath.

“Let me change then” she said without hesitation.

“No Cass. In case Tim, Damian or Alfred wakes up, who is going to welcome them with a smile?. I can’t. See” I told her with a toothless smile. “You need to stay”

“Y/N.” she said with a very sad and nostalgic voice that I knew what it meant. “You know, they probably will never wake up, they might never return to us and you know it” she said and I knew, it hurt her more than she showed, and so do I.

“Cass. Please Just-“

“NO Y/N! it’s my family too! Don’t you think I’m angry too? you are not the only vigilante that has lost everything! I’m going with you because it’s all we both got, we are everything left and if I going to die, i don’t want to be alone...”

“We are not going to die dumbass, you better help me with the suit or we are never leaving this hell” I told her and she smiled, a sad one, but it has been so long since she smiled that it warmed my heart.

I ended up, with a suit that Alfred was still trying to adjust. It was fine, seriously it was done, but Alfred was truly perfectionist. When I saw myself in the mirror, tears came to my eyes, all those wonderful memories with Alfred, someone even more paternal than Bruce. I just felt a full void to know that maybe all of that was like dead leaves of autumn.

I dried my eyes, I pick all the things need it. Cass was waiting for me and so, we took the bikes, again, sad memories. All the bikes for every Robin, and only two taken, Jason’s Bike, parked to left side, that crimson details, the-

“Let’s go Y/N” She said with the same nostalgic voice that was caged on my throat.

This is the darkest I have ever seen Gotham. All the lights are gone.I don’t know how many people are still in the city that once meant home for many, but know, it looks like a ghost town. You can hear once in a while a scream or crying... it was all so heartbreaking, but it fueled us both to make our best try to bring everything back.

We made it to the place. Since we arrived there, I could feel someone was watching us, and so did Cass. We were very alert, and so we got inside. Everything was silent, only few raindrops could be heard, he walked together until we decided to search in different parts.

“Be safe and remember. Alert me for anything weird” We said one to another before we went different paths.

Weird runes. A language I don’t know, something I even don’t know what it is... that’s what I’m looking for.

I kept saying that as I kept eyeing the place. I didn’t want to turn the light but I couldn’t see much and after that day with Jason, where we found the Riddle, I was afraid to discover a similar scenario.

I heard noises. I walked very slowly and I saw three men.

“Three men. East side. Moving silently” I told Cass by the intercom.

“I have five on the West. Following protocol” she said in a whisper.

I thought the situation, i didn’t want to make much noise in case there were more men. Looking at the gadgets i chose the batarang, they were really close, might strike all three at same time. Jason has taught me now, problem was that we trained with dummies with same heights, and this was a different escenario.

Taking a deep breath I did my best. Everything happened fast. While the batarang did it’s job, I finished it with a punch there and there, but it was really quiet. Not bad for someone with a broken arm I guess.

Some many places had the same situation and I handled it as i could. I was reaching the end of the wing when I heard Cass on the com, she was not talking straight to me, but we hear whatever happens to the other. At first she was struggling with someone, so I ran towards her position, telling her to tell what was going on.

“Cass! Inform! What’s happening?!”

But nothing, I heard her scream, and making agonizing sounds.

“Cass! Report now! I’m close! Please...”

“Why are you doing this?” Cass said, there was something in her voice, as if she knew who it was, but after that I heard a crack.

When I arrived at the position, I saw Cass. In the floor, bloodied, with the thing we were looking for close to her body.

“Oh shit. Cass?! Cass! Fuck fuck... Cass!” I said kneeling as I looked for her heartbeat.

“Cass... I told you we were going to be fine? Didn’t I? You need to smile at Dick, Tim and Alfred Cass, wake up!” I told her in the verge of tears. And I felt cold when I found no trace of heartbeat.

“Cass. I’m sorry... i’m so sorry.... i’m sorry I left you alone....” I kept saying as I hugged her close to me. I don’t know what I was planning but, I didn’t care if everything ended there.

I saw the thing on the floor, and as I was going to take it, someone else came out of the shadows.

Black boots. torned black suit, bloodied hands, and the once blue symbolic bird, was now full of holes and splattered with blood.

Dick Grayson.

But why?

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What a ride.

In case you are wondering about what the hell you just read, here’s chapter 1:

Chapter 1

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