Ch 13

(Emily's POV)

Damian had been kicked off the platform but before I could react he already grappled onto Deathstroke. The two fell down to the next platform pulling themselves up. I sighed in annoyance. All that hard work climbing up here was for nothing it seems. Just as I shook my head in frustration I heard swords clanging once more. Although Damian seemed to be a skilled swordsman it was clear that Deathstroke had the advantage. I quickly dropped down into a free falling position and teleported every few seconds to lessen the impact. As I got closer I noticed Deathstroke kick Damian's arm back and render it immobile. I grimaced slightly as my speed increased as I continued to fall. Within seconds my feet made contact with the side of Deathstroke's head. The said man instantly fell to the ground cradling his head as I rolled off to the side trying to catch myself.

"Down!" I hear Damian shout. I immediately ducked to the side just in time to see the boy swing a sword. Damian successfully managed to land a decent sized cut on Deathstroke's abdomen. I then flickered behind Deathstroke and kicked my foot up towards his back. The man growled in pain but was quickly cut off by Damian punching him across the face. Just as I was teleporting towards Deathstroke, I felt a sudden shock fill my body. I let out a pained scream as my teleportation failed and I fell back towards the ground. "I've just about had it with your damned power, kid." Deathstroke growled as he revealed a small trigger.

The shock had vanished and I felt exhausted once more as I eyed the enemy. Before Deathstroke could step any closer to me, I noticed Damian step up. "Your battle is with me." I heard Damian state as he held his sword with his one good arm. As the two glared at one another I slowly pushed myself back up. "Exactly why I must eliminate all distractions." Right as I was halfway into position, I felt another fiery shock of pain. I couldn't tell if I had screamed because all I could feel was pain. This time it wasn't a quick two second push, the volts only increased indefinitely.

(3rd Person POV)

Damian was furious as he charged towards Deathstroke. He hate the twisted pleasure that the older man expressed as he slowly killed off Emily. First he belittled his grandfather and took his life, second he tortured and then took his mother's life, and finally he was trying to take Emily's life. Although Emily's life was of little significance compared to his family he knew that she had her own family to return to. Damian quickly charged towards Deathstroke and went for an upward slice. The older man already expected this and went to dodge but Damian quickly switched for a roundhouse kick towards the controller torturing Emily. The small trigger device hit the ground loudly and far from both of their reach. Emily's body fell back in slight ease from the shocking but still convulsed every now and again. She felt as if her skin was burning and she could feel blood flowing from her nose. Damian, knowing that Emily was not at Deathstroke's mercy, continued to fight against the said man.

The swords battle did not last too long as Deathstroke knocked Damian's away and continued to kick the boy back into the boiling glass. Steam could be seen as the glass slightly burned the boy's back. The young assassin retaliated by throwing a batarang into a pipe above the man and successfully burning him through his suit. The steam slightly blinded Deathstroke but the man quickly held his sword and aimed for Damian as he charged. Right as he was about to stab the young boy, Damian jumped out of the way and Deathstroke pierced the boiling glass. Damian knew that the green liquid would soon burst free so he quickly dived towards Emily's struggling form and grappled to high ground. Shortly after the liquid burst and hit Deathstroke. As it washed him away to the lower platform Damian jumped down with Emily in his arms. As he approached Deathstroke spoke in a still confident voice, "Go ahead, finish me. You were trained to kill your enemies, weren't you? It's what you want, It's what I would do, It's what your grandfather would do...well? DO IT!" Damian remained firm as he eyed his enemy. "No. I'm my father's son too. I'm Robin."

Deathstroke was just about ready to jump at the boy but soon passed. Damian eyed the man just a moment longer and sighed as he looked down at Emily's unconscious form. Immediately he turned to find an escape for the two of them when suddenly he saw his parents walking towards him. He quickly jogged over with a slight look of relief, but he quickly hid it. Bruce bent down to take Emily from his arms and double checked to make sure she was breathing. Damian then turned to Talia and hugged her in relief. "Mother!" He exclaimed.

Afterwards the four has made it out safely and Emily was sent away with Nightwing to receive medical care. This left Damian with a difficult choice. He would either go with his mother to rebuild The League of Assassins or stay with his father and follow this new path of justice. Ultimately despite his love for his mother, Damian decided to stay by his father and learn good from him. Talia, although disappointed, swore to Bruce that she would come back for Damian. Bruce knew this would cause issues in the future but for the time being he pushed it aside to enjoy a moment with his son. Bruce was going to lead Damian off this vengeful and bloody path. He will teach Damian how to be Robin, so that maybe one day his son could take up the mantle of Batman.