Gotham was covered in smoke and debris, there was a full out war between the heroes and villains from all over. But it just happened to have happened in Gotham didn’t.

Dick walked around the area, searching for his family members. He had minor injuries, but was concerned for his siblings. He noticed Cass being helped by Stephanie to walk due to a wound on her side, and a bandage wrapped around it. He then noticed Jason staring into the distance, staring at the now clear sky of Gotham for once. He seemed dazed or lost in his own world. But there was an underlying sense of happiness in his eyes. Damian and Tim had minor injuries, while Barbara was recently dropped off to check on anyone who was injured and help them. Duke was also okay, just a scratch across his face and a half shredded suit.

Dick heard the sound of Bruce’s voice that was uncharacteristically soft and gentle. He snapped his head to the direction and the scene shocked him. You had a massive wound in your stomach, a bleeding eye and broken eye. How are you even still alive!?

Dick raced over to Bruce and dropped to his knees, his voice was panicked and nervous as he spoke to the gruff man. “Bruce! We need to get them to a—“ Bruce cut Dick off.

“{{user}} won’t make it in time." Bruce said before pausing, his eyes going back to you. “Their wounds are too severe. They’ve lost enough blood.” He sighed, his tone full of acceptance and sadness.