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I looked down the alleyway my other grandparents passed. I started going places that had a big chunk of history in it, like jokers cell. I can't go near it but it's truly remarkable that no one has killed that joke yet.

I looked down at this puddle as my two feet stood in the middle of it. I hoped I could just understand my strange father and his ways but it just doesn't seem right, all of this. I let out a grunted noise and placed my hand over my face.

I started to walk away just walking. I didn't know where I just needed someplace to think. Think about what I want to do about this mess. I was told my father used to be way happier than he is. I'm guessing he's grieving over his parents but even I'm not grieving that much and I lost my mom and my grandpa.

I think he's hiding something and I don't know what it is but I have to ask... I need to talk to him about a father and son proper way, yeah that sounds nice and proper.

What if he's just rude and like that ugh that's would be hard to me and him. I remember Dick telling me that there were more robins than just him or maybe it's something different.

I turned around and started to head home, quickly and silently. Every step I took I felt my heart sink, in an excitement kinda way. Like "what am I doing" kinda excitement, if there's even a thing.

My last steps hit the library window quietly. I suddenly jumped up when the lights flickered on quickly, I practically looked up before the lights were on. There stood Bruce with his hands cross and an unpleasant expression.
"So where were you? Let me guess fighting bad guys without me or going by yourself!" I placed up my hand and let out a faint chuckle of me being nervous.

"No, no nothing like that, I just need some time to think and I have something to ask-" me with my hands still up I lowered them. As Bruce took steps closer to me "No Damian I've had enough okay, you are not the one to interrogate me I am the one to interrogate you!" Father let out a grunt after finishing his sentence.

"can you just let me speak father okay? You always have to be nagging at my back as if being myself is wrong! I know I shouldn't sneak out but what else can I do ask you! My mom just died okay, cut me some slack..." I stared away from his eyes remembering my mom and her kindness which suddenly turned hurtful and rude.

"Look, Damian, I just don't want you to get hurt okay?!" He clenched his fist in anger.

"WHY!? is it because something happened in the past that I'm not getting the memo too because I don't know anything about my own Father!" I looked furious more than he did.

"You know what you need to know, Now go to your room and think they're not out there"

"Why do you always shut me out when I talk about your pass? Like it's some big secret"

"It's all small secrets, not one, not two but many! Okay? I have privacy too Damian"

"Do you wanna know something you never told me about? You and Barbra Gorden had a thing or that you had another robin, not Nightwing-"

"I said go to your room now," He said everything with such anger but in a calm way.

"No father, I'm trying to talk to you okay... Just I wanna know you better because if I'm gonna be your partner batman... I need to know more about you"

"All you need to know is that I'm here for you and I care for you... Okay?" He bent down to my size and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Whatever" I nudged his hand off my shoulder.