Just a little something that I came up with after seeing some couple of images on good ol' tumblr. This is my first attempt at something serious and first Batman fic. If you must know I place this story in the nu52 verse cuz that's what I'm more familiar with.

Disclaimer: Batman and his children and associated characters are property of DC and this is done with no intention of having any sort of monetary remuneration of any sort, blah blah blah

Damian's Choice

— So, who's gonna be, baby bird? — Todd's voice, filtered through his mouth less helmet sounded metallic and alien to the young Robin who could do nothing but give his "brother" a death glare.

— come on little one! Don't leave me hanging after all the troubles I went through to get all the family together. — Thanks to the helmet, Todd's twisted joker like smile went unnoticed by his former family.

In the lapse of 2 dreadful weeks, the Red Hood had managed to catch everyone, from, Former wheelchair bound Oracle, now Batgirl, to his 3 brothers and, even the big B had fallen to him, all beaten up and caught in the same warehouse, unable to escape, unable to speak, all they could do is watch as Jason Todd, guns in hand threatened to kill one of them, and only one, and it was none other than 10 year old Damian Wayne, the family's unstable little ball of hate and murder who would choose whose life was to end, unless, of course that the former master assassin preferred to have them all killed by not choosing one and put an end to the legend of the Batman once and for all.

— is it your "beloved" Red Robin?, the one who you've personally tried to kill in the past?— Todd removed the ball gag from the kid, allowing him to speak, only to receive a big ball of spit on his hood.

— Whoa, feisty, aren't we? Then, I guess I'll kill your dear Father — the end of his gun pointed towards the head of a heavily beaten Bruce who laid, apparently, unconscious over the dirty floor, his utility belt nowhere to be seen.

— get the fuck away from my father! — The way the boy talked about his father, the very man who adopted the former Robin and protected him as if he were his own son resonated in Todd's mind. He removed the gun from Bruce's head.

— Then how about Nightwing? You find him annoying, don't you, kid? Besides, how can you become Batman with little Dick Grayson on the line? — Todd laughed, both of his guns now pointed towards a very conscious Nightwing, who like Damian, hanged from the ceiling, trapped by chains, unable to move or to speak.

— Or how about we take the odd one out and get rid of Batgirl? You barely know her — he said — and it wouldn't be the first time she gets a bullet to her gut, maybe it's time to go back to the wheelchair, eh Babs? — Todd laughed

— No, stop — defeat could be traced in Damian's voice; like he had accepted the fate placed onto him by Todd

— So, you've taken a decision now — Todd got closer to the boy in chains

— Yes, I've have — Robin sounded like a Dignified official instead of a 10 year old boy, Todd readied his guns.

— So, who's gonna have the pleasure of kissing their ass goodbye? —

— Me — Robin's childish voice echoed through the empty warehouse.

— What? — If the other members of the family could see the look on Jason's face, they would've seen his wide eyes like 2 big plates and his twisted smile nowhere to be seen.

— What are you waiting for, Todd? Would you like it on paper? — The child asked, annoyed at the man's sudden lack of response.

With difficulty, Damian had managed to free one of his arms out of the thick chains that imprisoned him; he slowly lifted his injured arm and placed the end of the Red Hood's gun on his forehead.

— If you shot me right here, not even the Lazarus pit will bring me back — Todd remained frozen, he could hear his brothers and Batgirl trying to break free, Bruce seemed to start regaining consciousness.

— I… — was Todd getting second thoughts?, if Damian got out of this alive, he would make sure to beat the living shit out of Jason Todd; first for threatening to kill his family and second for chickening out at the thought of killing him and denying him the opportunity of having a honorable death.

— You're such a coward Todd — Robin was the first to speak, his young voice filled with rage.

— don't you belittle me, you little shit, I'm the one who has the gun — Todd exploded.

— Then do it — Damian's voice was calm, he had accepted his fate.

A loud bang was heard and silence fell.

Todd's helmet and guns fell to the floor, his face was almost white pale, dark veins all over, a twisted smiled that faded slowly and tears flowing under his red domino mask.

— Todd — Damian's voice echoed in the warehouse once again. By the looks of it, he had been poisoned, some new form of the Joker's Toxin maybe?

A slow clap could be heard all over the warehouse — well Reddy, bravo, that was a spectacular performance — the distinct voice and twisted, bone chilling laughter of the Clown Prince could be heard all over the place.

— Too bad that the climax didn't end with a bang, but worry not, we'll take care of it — that god dammed laughter again, if Damian ever got a hold of the Joker…

— Todd, release me at once — Damian yelled with clear urgency on his voice — the Red hood remained unresponsive, knees on the floor, he looked shocked to the core.

— TODD — the child assassins screamed again — snap out of it, Todd — Robin screamed with all his might as a green gas started to fill the place. The explosion that followed was big enough that was seen trough half of Gotham

Damian slowly opened his eyes, every muscle and every bone in his young body felt like he had been in a giant blender

— Father! —

— Shhh, you're hurt don't speak — he suddenly found himself on his father's arms, Nightwing held a barely conscious Batgirl while Drake carried an unconscious Todd to safety. The bat family, his family continued in absolute silence, Damian could barely hear the sound of the firemen in the distance before dozing off.

So that's it, for now, my original idea was exploring a little bit of how Damian sees the world, I really thing that out of all the batkids he would be the most interested in the concept of Honor an such a thing like an Honorable Death. I might decide to continue but I'll just let u guys let me know if I should leave it as a one shot or continue ;)

Se yaa!