"Guys!" Tim ran into the cave.

"What is it Timmy? " Dick turned away from the computer, peeling off his domino mask.

"I think demons finally become a demon." Tim caught his breath.

Jason snorted, He just came into the cave by his motorcycle and pulled off his helment. "He's always been demon. "

"But you don't know what he did today!" Tim then started with his story.

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Tim was reading his book, perched on the stairs, then decided he was going to go see Alfred. When he got up, something caught his eyes. He quickly whipped his head around to the balcony above him. And there, he saw Damian.

Damian was just staring at him blankly, not saying a single word or blinking. "Ummm, how long have you been here, watching me?" Tim asked.

Matching Damian's chilling, unblinking gaze.

Tim almost didn't catch what Damian said, it was a low mummble.

Damian just said "soon..." Glaring at him. Scaring the crap out of Tim, and walked away.

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"So?" Jason lit his cigarette " he's probably plotting your death. "

Dick rolled his eyes. "He was probably strolling around the manor, looking for something to to. And he stumbled across you reading, and he wanted to read to?" Dick really suggested.

" I don't think so. " Tim dismissed the idea.

"He's just a kid, he can't be that scary." Jason puffed out the smoke.

"Oh yeah, listen to this... " Tim continued with his tale.

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Tim had enough of Damian creeping him out... He was going to find out if he was really a Demon.

Once he was sure Damian was in his room, he entered it.

"Drake-" Damian's complaints were cut off by Tim knocking him out.

That was gonna leave a mark. Oh well...

Tim closed the door, locking it. And he quickly pulled off the boys shirt, looking for any sign of the mark.

He saw none on his chest, so he moved down to his foot, and legs. Nothing there. Then, he saw it.

I'm the back of Damian's arm, in black ink said... 666... Tim screeched, and ran out of the room, screw putting his clothes back on!

He was out.

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"I knew it!" Jason snapped.

"We have to have more evidence than that. " Dick pushed on.

Tim groaned in frustration, and told them more.

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Tim now knew that his little demon brother was probably a demon.

He just had to get more evedence.

Tim clutched the vile of Holy water in his hand. Damian rounded the corner, and Tim splashed it all over him.

Damian hissed, frantically Trying to scratch it away from his face.

"Get it off Drake!" He screamed.

Tim just backed away, and ran. Leaving Damian to roll around on the ground.

An hour later, Damian walked to Tim.

"Think before you ever plan that again." Damian walked off.

Tim noticed the red splotches on Damian's neck, crawling up to his face.

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"Whoa... That's intinse." Jason stomped on the bud, and joins his brothers.

"Stop jumping to conclusions. " Came a voice from the shadows.

Damian stomped out, hands folded.

"Dami... Is this true?" Dick asked.

"Of course not Grayson. " Damian scoffed.

"Explain." Jason deadpanned.

" I was plotting his death. " Damian stated.

Tim gulped.

"And the numbers." He held out his hand, and the ink was gone. "That was my classes number I was forced to go to. And I had to remember it. "

"Oh..." Tim started. " well what about the Holy water. "

Damian rolled his eyes. "I have allergies." He simply stated, walking out of the batcave.

Tim clutched the cross around his neck. " I swear... "

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