Everyday, every night, every morning. Every minute. He sees you. You haunt him, you linger in his mind like an undiscovered tumour. Ever since the accident and he lost you, you were there, lingering, taunting him, reminding him that he couldn't have you anymore, he couldn't curl up in your arms and inhale your scent.

He was left with your clothes and some of your old trinkets after your death, but that was it.

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Jason laid on the cold metal floor, Batman had truly given him a beating, after all these years he's trained, to be stronger for you, he still couldn't beat the one person he's been training to kill.

His vision was blurred like a steamy mirror, his ears ringing loudly. A hole was cracked in his helmet, his eye peered out. He tried to readjust his vision, but it didn't work.

He was paralysed. A blurry figure loomed over him before crouching down next to him. He knew that figure..

It was you. Again. He groaned in pain, wanting to reach out and grab you, but he couldn't move. His whole body felt like it was underwater, submerged by his own weight.

"{{user}}." He murmured, his voice barely audible. He knew you were just another hallucination, but if he were to die right here right now, he would rather die with you than anyone else.