"I just assumed that there would have been some talk about your birthright" Mara looked at him questionably. "Birthright?" Dick shook his head "no no no Damian stays with us" he pointed at his younger brother.
"You're seriously going to run the league?" Tim laughed.
"We were supposed to take over when we turned 18.. But that was back when grandfather was running things we didn't think we'd have a different life to the one they had planned for us" Damian told them tired of all the yelling mainly from Barbara saying she didn't trust him with her sister and berating him for trying to get her to lead a cult with him.
"It's not a cult" Mara told them. "More like a club an exclusive one.. with maiming and murder weapons" she had the smallest hint of a smile remembering her first weapon, one she still had in her bag with her at all times.
It was a thing they did, sort of like tinkerbell only with weapons, you pick a bunch of different ones til you find one you bond with.
Amara's was her dagger, Damian had his katana, hers was a shuriken, and Evan had a boomerang.. what you bond with is what you bond with. After Evans supposed death she began to carry his weapon with her as a reminder of what happens when you're not careful.
They divided themselves into teams, Vivian - Barbara - Tim would stay on the ship as back up and eyes and ears.
Bart - Jason - Dick would hold off the attackers should they be discovered while Mara and Damian rescued Amara.
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Amara groaned waking up once again, she was tied to a lab and her neck was extremely sore. It was an hourly occurrence of trying to find different ways to kill her, the preferred method over the last 2 was asphyxiation.
She'd been stabbed in the head a couple of times, that took slightly longer to come back from and left her with a nasty headache. Yet each time she kept coming back, it had gotten to a point that she wished they succeeded and it would finally end, the longer they kept killing her the less human she began to feel. Her mind started to consume her about her immortality. What if she outlived her family? Outlived Damian? She wasn't sure she would survive watching him grow old and die while she lived. She wasn't able to grasp the whole concept, would she stop aging after a certain age? Her mother looked really good for her age. But what if it was like she lived out a life time and then just got reborn? I mean she's been growing everyday for the last 17 years. Her mom is supposedly a couple hundred years old, how does that work?
"Test 38 on subject AA01" he held up a vile containing a purple liquid. For a second it reminded her of the purple stuff they injected the minions with in that one movie. Her mind was fuzzy with her brain still healing from the stab it took not even 12 hours ago.
He injected the liquid into the iv that kept her high and unable to fight back. Her body began to convulse slightly and her veins quickly turned purple and prominent. Her body was on fire and her limbs tried to pull at the restraints.
She began to choke at the liquid coming up her throat. She coughed as the liquid seeped through the cracks of her sewn lips. She looked at the doctor pleadingly to help her breathe. Evan walked into the room watching her struggle, he muttered something to the doctor all she could hear was Nyssa's name before he scurried out.
The second he was gone Evan rushed over with surgical scissors and cut the wire connecting her lips. The second she was free she vomited the blood off the side of the table.
Evan sat her up and injected her again and after a couple of minutes the burning feeling eased up and he undid her restraints. The second her mind was clear she was grabbing the scalpel and lunging at Evan, her breathing was heavy and she had a crazed look in her face. If she hadn't just been in excruciating pain and exhausted the scalpel would be lodged very deeply into his left eye. She seethed continuously trying to stab him over and over again. Her other hand reached for the knife in his sheath and stabbed his chest close to his heart. He pushed her back pulling the knife out, she crawled to him again trying to stab him, kill him or at least the bare minimum of making him feel the pain she felt in the last 24 hours or the pain Damian felt when he landed on the van. "Stop Mari please".
"You don't get to call me that! You betrayed me you bastard!" her mind was filled with too much rage to care how dramatic that sounded. He sighed realizing that as long as she had a weapon in her hands she wouldn't be inclined to care for what he had to say.
"I had to okay! She has Mara!" Amara stopped fighting against him stabbing him when he loosened his grip. "You're lying!" She knew Mara lived in central city, they kept an eye on her to make sure she was okay at least once a month.
"I'm not I swear" he gripped onto her head and his eyes turned white, Amara was suddenly seeing flashes of Mara walking down the street, in her apartment, working at the diner. She saw Evan fighting with Nyssa until she showed him a live feed of a sniper aiming at Mara.
"w-what was that?" She stuttered still in his hold "I can show memories, glimpses, things I've seen through physical contact" Amara shook her head "how do I know you're not just showing me something fake?"
"Why would I bring up my ex girlfriend randomly as a reason to betray you?"
"Because your a mentally unstable resurrected - death faking lunatic who's helping his murderer murderer do you understand that? She killed you! She saw you as a threat and I'm pretty sure once she gets rid of me you're next!" She tried to strangle him but he held her wrists tighter. Evan sighed "I don't want to hurt you Amara I never wanted to hurt you.." he told her quietly.
"You just wanted to kill me" she sassed repeating her mantra as she gave her a self a second to rest. "I found out okay.. you have to understand I was angry" Amara shook her head "I'm sure whatever you found out was shocking but that's no excuse for helping her!" She struggled against him breathing heavily at her failed attempt. "If I wasn't so tired right now you would be dead!" She grumbled.
"You have no idea do you?" Amara looked at him annoyed "what? Can you just get off me?"
"We're family"
"Pretty sure families don't kill each other" she paused while she thought about it, Damian tries to kill Tim, Jason tries to kill Tim, Slade killed her mom. "I retract that statement, It's sweet that you think of us as family but I'm pretty sure that this will put a strain on that" it finally hit her why hadn't no one come in yet?
"Why's no one come down here yet?"
"Im your brother Amara!"
"It's too quiet.." she muttered trying to listen in but the halls where empty.
"Amara? Did you hear me? I'm your brother your real life brother!"
"Where is everyone?" She questioned trying to peer out the door yet the halls were empty. "Are you not hearing what I'm saying?" He turned her head "you are my sister! Nadia is my mother!" He shook her trying to get it into her head.
"Yeah like Slade was my moms brother and do you know what he did? He shot her, 13 times until he was sure she was dead! You.. you killed me, you let them kill me over and over and family doesn't do that okay? No matter how messed up they are they don't do that.." her eyes glared into him.
"I was mad okay! How would you feel if you spent your life thinking you were an orphan with no family unknowingly in the presence of your sister and mother? I watched Nadia love you she cared for you! I should have gotten that too!"
"Okay but there's no way mom would just ignore her child" Amara scoffed her mother wasn't heartless. "Besides she treated all of you like you were her own" she pointed out "I was her own!" Evan yelled.
He sighed "I don't know okay! But I wanna find out.. I'm gonna get you out of here and in return you're gonna let me talk to her just to get some answers" she thought about it for a second, she could always back out if he seemed sketchy. "Deal" he got off her and extended a hand to help her up. She accepted pulling him closer "Just so we're clear brother or not, you betray me again think of yourself as good as dead".
The two started to make their way down the hall it was starting to unnerve her why it was so silent all of a sudden. She stopped and made her way back to the lab.
Evan groaned "oh my god we do not have the time okay!"
"If I want a chance of not getting caught the second I walk through those doors I need to change" she told him gesturing to the bloodied and ripped clothes she was currently wearing.
Now dressed as a doctor the two made their way down the hall, from what she could tell they were in the center of the league. Which would explain why they were so heavily guarded yet there wasn't a single person around.
Amara pressed her ear to the door at the end of the hall she couldn't hear anything so she slowly pulled open the door stepping back quickly when a pile of unconscious bodies rolled out what appeared to be a broom closet.
"Nice" Evan commented. "Shut up" after lugging them back inside they turned down another hallway, she didn't trust him to lead them because what if he lead her to an ambush?
She suddenly heard yelling she peeked her head around the corner to see a fight going on. She moved forward instinctively her brain quickly determining that she should help the people who didn't stab her in the head.
Everyone was masked so it was hard to tell so she prayed and she started punching the ones she recognized.
"You killed me and you killed me! And you.. you can go die with that burning goop you injected in me" she muttered knocking them out one by one. She turned around when the mask figure raised a fist to her "hey no! I just helped you" she pointed at them dodging the fist. The masked people shared a look and the one in front of her removed their mask. "Mara?" Amara hugged the girl, she had never been so happy to see her. "Is Damian? Do you know how he is? Is he okay? H-he fell.." she quickly rushed out grabbing the shorter girl by the shoulders. The other masked person removed their mask to reveal the one person she'd been dying to see.
She cheered when her grey eyes caught Damian's green ones. She rushed towards him pulling him into her arms "thank god you're okay" she breathed in his scent, her chest pressed against his so she could feel his heart beat against her. He hugged her tighter "I'm glad your okay" he breathed pushing her hair back. "Why are you dressed like a doctor?" He asked observing her lab coat and badge.
"Do you think we were dropped on our heads or something when we were kids? I think it might just be the concussions catching up to me that's stopping me from making a good decision." She turned around and rolled her eyes when she noticed he wasn't there. "Really?!"
"You just stood there while I fought a bunch of masked people? I know you're new at this but your a really bad brother!"