[British and American] Jason Wayne's Struggle

"The second generation Robin you love is just an illusion. I don't know what Jason is like in your eyes, but I have always been like this! I will want to kill criminals and let them get the punishment they deserve, always!"

Jason rarely gets angry enough to yell at someone, because if someone makes him unhappy, he will directly use his actions to teach the other person a lesson.

But Dick really touched his heart this time, so he just scolded Dick and told Dick in the most straightforward words what his real self was like. He never liked to abide by Batman's no-killing principle because that allowed criminals to act with impunity. It's just that he chose to endure it before, but now he can't endure it anymore!

"And you, Nightwing, you only love the phantom called the second generation Robin, not the real me. It turns out that we were wrong from the beginning. Even if I didn't die, we would have separated sooner or later."

As Jason spoke, Nightwing's expression gradually changed from shock at the beginning to expressionless. He handcuffed and restrained Jason's joints with a cold and surprising attitude.

"We will separate sooner or later, because sooner or later your true colors will be exposed?"

"Because sooner or later I will be unable to bear you."

Jason mocked, "If I had known you didn't understand me, I should have slapped you and told you to get out when I saw you kissing Barbara. It's not worth it for me to tolerate you for so long. I've been waiting for you to put aside your arrogance and prejudice and see the real me, but you never did it for a moment!"

"Don't mention Barbara! She had nothing to do with it."

The rain soaked them all. Jason and Dick looked at each other and used the same breathing method to calm their emotions.

They were both out of control, blaming each other, saying things they didn't think they should, and looking as miserable as every former lover who has reached the end of their life.

Dick said "Sorry, Babs" again and turned off the communicator on his waist.

Well, Jason finally remembered that if the Bat Family acted together, they would open the communication channel. Now he didn't know how many people heard this conversation.

He was so stupid. He went out to fight crime, but he and Dick were having a mess here, and others heard it. It was really a dark history.

Dick squatted in front of Jason and said, "I have never really known you, so have you ever shown me your true self? I have never pretended in front of you, Jason, and you have never been honest with me."

Jason laughed dryly. "So? You mean we were all wrong?"

"Yes, I originally thought that the biggest regret for you and me was missing each other. Now it seems that our regret is that we were both wrong. And I think what you are doing now is also wrong. We are vigilantes and do not have the power to enforce the law. You cannot arbitrarily decide the life and death of others. And Damian, he had a gunshot wound and 89 stitches. The doctor gave him enough blood to feed an elephant. You were too harsh on your family."

"Gotham is in chaos. I don't have time to bother with you anymore. You have to go to Arkham. I will deal with you after I have sorted out Gotham."

Dick hugged Jason, but the hug was short and they separated in an instant. Then Dick carried Jason and sent him to Arkham.

At the same time, Damian took off his headphones and glared at Tim: "Were they a couple before?"

Tim nodded. "Yes, they were in love until Jason died at the hands of the Joker. They had to separate. But after Jason was resurrected, he got together with your mother. Dick also had other feelings after Jason's death, so they have been separated for seven years."

It's really rare that they can still quarrel like this after being separated for seven years. It's obvious that they still have feelings for each other!

Tim felt a little uncomfortable as he spoke. Jason just said that Dick only saw the second generation Robin and never saw him clearly. In fact, he approached Jason because of the title "Robin".

Damian's hands shook, and he felt as if the relationship in his family had become more complicated.

On the other side, Barbara looked at the communicator with a complicated expression. The huntress patted her shoulder and she shook her head.

"It's okay. It's just the first time I've seen Dick and his ex quarrel like this."

She smiled bitterly, feeling awkward and bitter.

It seems that this mess will never be settled.

……

Jason is actually the one who has entered Arkham the least times among the Batman family. When he was still Robin, Bruce didn't allow him to get close to here.

After his resurrection, the Red Hood's figure approaching Arkham would arouse the suspicion of his family, because everyone knows that Jason has bad intentions towards those lunatics, and if he is given the chance, he will definitely blow those lunatics' heads off.

Whenever Jason wanted to kill the Joker before, he had to plot against Black Mask first and let Black Mask rescue the Joker so that he could find an opportunity to kill him.

So to be honest, he never thought that one day he would be admitted to Arkham's ward.

It turns out that in his family's eyes, he is really a lunatic.

Given Arkham's reputation and the dangerous nature of the patients there, Arkham's wards are enhanced versions of prison cells. Apart from the beds, there is only a toilet and a washbasin. They are narrow and dark.

Dick gave him a single room and even let him watch the surveillance video himself.

Maybe in Dick's mind, this is a kind of protection for Jason. He can't put Jason in prison because Jason has no identity, is a dead man, has a special body, and Jason is too dangerous for prisoners in normal prisons.

But it didn't matter to Jason.

He sat on the bed in a straitjacket. Except for the occasional noise coming in from the small window on the door, he was extremely bored. The lights in the ward were cold lights, which made Jason especially miss the orange light at home, which was very warm just by looking at it.

There are still 10 beef pies that the mutants from the East District gave to Bucky. Bucky always fries the pies until the crust is golden brown, and they taste great when you bite them.

He also promised to make authentic Texas-style smoked brisket for Bucky, but because he was too busy recently, he had no time to cook and was eventually imprisoned in Arkham.

Jason had told Yinsen and Bucky not to interfere in his war with his family and to just watch, but now he missed them terribly.

Come to think of it, when he was brainwashed and then implanted with Damian, who was still an embryo, he seemed to have lived in such a room. He was in a closed room with surveillance cameras hanging on the wall. He looked around blankly and just felt like vomiting. Later, he thought about it and didn't know whether it was the environment that made him feel uncomfortable and want to vomit, or the symptoms of morning sickness in the early stages of pregnancy.

Fate is always full of useless coincidences. Just as Jason was remembering the unfilial Bao Bao who dared to hit him with a crowbar, he heard light footsteps outside the door.

Jason turned around and saw little Robin, wearing bandages, walking into the ward.

He grinned, "Hey, are you healed? You recover really fast."

Damian stood in front of him, his tone a little aggressive.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"It's great. I can eat and sleep, and I don't even have to cook for myself. It's just a little boring."

The child snorted, took out some medicine, and applied it to the bruises on Jason's face. He said disdainfully, "You are so fragile. You can't even heal this little injury by yourself."

Jason closed his eyes and hissed, "Your grip is too strong. Be gentle. Also, not everyone is born with super soldier serum like you. I don't have such a good physique."

"Why do this?"

"what?"

"I ask you, why did you do this? You used to use rubber bullets, but you suddenly went on a killing spree this time, killing so many people and attacking me and Red Robin. If you didn't do this, Nightwing wouldn't do this to you. He still has feelings for you."

Damian looked Jason in the eyes and asked seriously, "I know everyone has their own way of venting their sorrow. Nightwing was reluctant to take over the cape because of the news of Batman's death. He started to shoulder the responsibility because of your incident, and is now serving as Batman temporarily. I don't know about Red Robin, but are you doing this to vent your sorrow..."

Jason couldn't help but laugh.

"Silly Bao Bao, I kill criminals because I can't bear to see them harm innocent people. I want them to receive the punishment they deserve. It has nothing to do with venting my sadness. I never use killing to vent my emotions. I beat you because you deserve it, and I beat Red Robin because he wanted to catch me."

Damian applied the medicine with more force and kicked Jason's calf. Jason gasped and thought his calf would definitely be bruised.

The child pointed at Jason angrily and yelled, "I deserve a beating? Aren't you the one who deserves a beating? It's already this late! And you're still causing trouble for the family!"

Jason yelled back, "You're pointing a crowbar at me. Don't you deserve a beating? This is the second time! And it's obviously you who are causing trouble for me!"

"I used the crowbar on you because you were clearly terrified of it, and I wanted to beat you."

Damian said this and took a few steps back. He hesitated and asked, "You don't like crowbars?"

Jason replied weakly, "I was once hit by a clown with a crowbar and all the bones in my body were broken. What do you think? Xiao Baobao, every time I hit you hard, it was because you were holding a crowbar in your hand."

Jason wouldn't have been so angry if Damian had simply been holding a knife and wanted to kill him.

Damian felt strange and awkward. He said stubbornly, "This is your weakness. You should overcome it. It's lame to be weak because of a crowbar."

Jason rolled his eyes. “I don’t expect you to apologize to me, just like I won’t apologize to you.”

Damian made an unpleasant sound but still stood there without leaving.

After a while, Jason asked, "Christmas is coming soon. Do you want any presents? Have any classmates invited you to play snowball fights together?"

Jason remembered that the last time he spent Christmas with Damian was when Damian was one year old. Unknowingly, the little boy has grown up so much.

Damian frowned. "Don't pretend to be kind. You are not my father, and now you don't even have the chance to be my stepfather. I don't need your gift."

This brat still didn't get beaten enough...

Before leaving, Damian stopped, turned around and said to Jason, "Father is not dead, he has come back, and he will come to see you tomorrow. You should be honest and don't have any messy ideas."

Jason was stunned and asked, "He's back? Is he okay?"

"Very good. We watched a movie together last night, The Mask of Zorro. If you hadn't killed anyone, you could have sat on the sofa and watched it with us... I can understand your anger towards criminals. I've killed people too, but family is more important. It's not too late to turn back now."

Jason's response: "You're so cute, demon cub."

Damian was irritated by his attitude, and the naughty kid kicked the door and left.

The kid didn't know that it was his last words that brought Jason, who had been able to hold himself together, to the brink of collapse.

Jason fell silent until Damian's figure disappeared. He looked up at the ceiling, feeling a little confused. He remembered that when the Joker was not far away and he was locked up here, he could hear the Joker's laughter coming from the corridor whenever the patients went out for some fresh air.

He didn't want to stay here any longer, and he no longer looked forward to meeting Batman tomorrow, so Jason called out.

"Mulin."

A tiny blue jay appeared and flew around Jason, its sharp wings cutting off all restraints.

Jason stood up and looked at the surveillance camera, wanting to question the person behind the camera.

Did you know that this ward is only six rooms away from the person who killed me?

You know I'm worried about Bruce?