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       Jason sighed, peeling off his helmet, leaving him in just his domino as he kneeled to the boys level, stabbing a hand through his hair. “Take it from a kid who died out here.” He murmured, before pausing. “Tell ya what. You got a safe place to go?”

CHILD!! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE SO MANY CHILDREN

Send “Shield” for my muse’s reaction to yours placing themselves between my muse and danger.

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Poor Timothy didn’t even see it coming. Deathstroke dropped in behind him while he was on patrol and hit him over the back of the head so hard, Tim was instantly out. If anything could get the Bat’s attention again, this would be it. He slings the dead weight of the Red Robin over his shoulder and then heads off to one of his most secure safe houses. 

It takes a bit to get there from Gotham, and only once did Tim start to stir before Slade injected him with a strong sedative. He thought he’d be out longer. Kid was stronger than he expected. 

At the safe house, he disables the security and drags Tim inside, dropping him unceremoniously in a corner while he mixes up a cocktail of drugs to keep him docile while he fucks him up. It’s not like he doesn’t like a fight, but he’s doing this to get either the Bat or Nightwing’s attention. He doesn’t really want to fuck up the kid more than he needs to. 

Of course, that means he’s very surprised when he turns around to administer said drugs, and Tim has managed to stumble to the other corner, a phone in one hand, taser in the other. He just presses send as Slade knocks the phone from his hand. “Sending an SOS to Batman? You should know better.” 

Tim mumbles something, his mouth not working so well, but a smirk crosses his face before turning to a wince as he’s injected again, and then punched so he hits the ground again. He didn’t even get to use his taser before he’s out. again. 

Out of curiosity, Slade goes to check on the phone and see who the text was sent to. The name on the phone isn’t Batman or Nightwing though. It’s not Bruce or Dick or even Jason or Stephanie. It’s Rose. A smile turns the corners of his lips upwards. “Oh, Rosie is gonna come home. Good. She’s in need of a good beating.” He turns back toward Tim’s still unconscious body and laughs. “I should thank you, boy. I haven’t seen her in ages. But you didn’t send an SOS to the ones I’m really longing for. For that,” He stops talking and walks over to Tim, kicking him hard in the ribs. Smirking when he hears them crack. “You deserve a little more punishment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Rose hadn’t been doing much. In fact, she’d just gotten back in from stocking up on a few supplies for her own safe house when her phone buzzed. Tim. She hasn’t seen him or anything for a looooooong time. She takes a deep breath and opens the text. “SOS. Dad. Need you,” She reads aloud and then swears. “What the fuck, Tim? You only need me when you need help? And Dad? Yours is dea- Oh shit.” She realizes he means Deathstroke. “Fuck. FUCK!” She swears again. “Hang in there. I’m coming. Nobody deserves that.”

Blue eyes met brown, as Tim offered a sheepish grin. He was- for once- without his business suit, instead in simple black skinny jeans and a loose fitting shirt with the red hood logo emblazoned on it- stealing it from his brothers drawer was a conquest he was proud of.

“Hey so- this is going to sound crazy, but can you pretend to be my boyfriend? That guy over there has been hitting on me all morning, so I told him I was meeting my boyfriend here. Unfortunately- I do not presently have one.”

The Nova Prime tilted his head a bit before smiling softly and putting his hands on Tim’s hips, understanding why the other was in his lap now. He could see why Tim wanted to avoid the guy, as creepy men hitting on you were something to be avoided in every situation. So he was willing to play pretend and be Tim’s ‘boyfriend’ until the guy went away.

Loki had explained everything to Hel. It was not safe for her to stay on Asgard, and she knew it. The actions of the other children, and of many of the adults, was getting more and more dangerous. And so she was to live on earth, with a family he had prearranged for her. She just had to sit there and wait - she would be safe, and she had the ability to protect herself if needed. 

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Damian had always considered leaving the Robin role, but he always thought it would be to step up and take his place as Batman. Like a promise he had made to himself and assumed was going to come true no matter what. But that’s the thing about life, the moment you have a plan it will do anything and everything to tear it apart. In this instance, the tool used to tear Damian’s plan apart was by the name Olive Silverlock; a friend of a friend, a daughter of a villain, and someone Batman had royally screwed up. It wasn’t like Damian didn’t know his father was less than admirable when it came to dealing with children. One look at how Tim Drake and Jason Todd ended up could tell him that. But what he did to Olive, driving her to the point where she saw Gotham as worthy of burning to the ground...Damian was appalled by his father. He had read Olive’s file in the Batcave, after befriending Maps it was only logical to make sure her best friend wouldn’t hurt her. There was no signs she was going to follow in her mother’s footsteps other than a genetic pattern, but if that was all they were going off of then Damian was bound to be an assassin for the rest of his life. If Nightwing had taught him anything it was that blood didn’t define the person you were going to be. Olive had the chance to do better but Batman refused to let her. He saw only the evil she could become, which made him wonder just what he thought of Damian. No. He didn’t have to wonder.

If Bruce wasn’t going to leave her alone Damian was going to make him. Had he even considered such an idea a year ago he would have rolled his eyes at the pointlessness of it. Olive wasn’t even his friend. But she was Maps’s and Damian wasn’t about to see her heart break because Bruce neglected to actually help Olive. So, knowing that there was only one place Olive could safely practice control, Robin invited her to Titans Tower. Needless to say Bruce was livid. Olive was now out of his reach, out of his sphere of spying faculty members; and Damian wasn’t about to let him do anything about it. The resulting argument could be heard from the Batcave to the first floor of the mansion, voicing being raised to a scream until Damian finally ended it. “If you go anywhere near Titans Tower I will tell the world who Batman is!” The entire cave fell silent, the two of them standing off, trying to see if they could reasonably call the other’s bluff.