Creative & DIY

Sneak Peek

Sneak Peek of something I’ve kept a very tight lid on. To those that might know what it’s from, please continue to keep it quiet.

Enjoy. :)

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“Jason!”

The twelve-year-old turned towards the unfamiliar voice only to have a toddler shoved into his arms before he can do more than blink. He looked down. Pretty green eyes stared back at him out of a round cherubic face under a mop of black hair. Unwillingly, he bounced the boy and cooed.

“Hello! Who are you? You are so cute!” He’d always liked kids. He’d helped some of the women in the apartment building he and his mom lived in with theirs when he was younger. Usually in exchange for a meal or a place to hide out when Willis was out of prison.

“His name is Damian. He likes you.”

Jason looked up, a wide grin stretched across his face, to see Talia Al Ghul standing in front of him. He could have sworn he heard a record scratch somewhere. The fuck?!

Her stance was relaxed, hands in the pockets of her jeans as she looked at them with a soft smile on her face. When he’d met her father a couple of months previous he didn’t realize it was setting a damned precedent.

“I - uh - Miss Al Ghul -” He stuttered, surprised but respectful. She could slice him in two if he remembered her files right. Which he did, because he’d been reading up on the League pretty fanatically since that night. There hadn’t been any mention of a baby, though.

“Call me Talia.” Voice warm with amusement. “Come along, we don’t have all day. Only a few hours before I have to have you at the manor.”

“I don’t understand.” Jason admitted, shifting Damian automatically to his hip when he fussed.

Talia reached out and ruffled his hair, a strange look in her eyes. “Happy Birthday, Jason.”

“My birthday was last week.” He blurted, baffled.

A flare of sadness flashed across her face, almost too quick to see, “I know. A little belated but we do what we can considering…”

“Considering what?” He asked, curious but beginning to resign himself to never getting answers from the Al Ghuls.

“One day you will understand, habibi. Until then, come along.” She herded him toward a smart looking car, deftly clipping Damian into a car seat before sliding into the driver’s seat herself.

Jason paused at the door and weighed his options. He should probably call Bruce - He was kind of being kidnapped by an Al Ghul - but she had a baby… a baby that looked rather suspiciously like some of those baby pictures Alfred had strategically placed around the family rooms. She had also mentioned dropping him off at the Manor in a few hours, and she had picked him up at school.

He was curious as hell and that, at the very least, meant he was more than willing to at least see where this was going.

Talia smiled a small genuine smile at him as he sat next to her and buckled his seatbelt. Safety first, he thought ironically.

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