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Happy Halloween!!

Spooky Greetings to all.

I hope you all have a crackling night that doesn't end up in a boo.

Have great fun with your movies, sweetie eating and haunting season. 

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HOPE YOU HAVE A SPOOKTACULAR READ.

PLEASE BE A KIND GHOUL WHO GIVES OUT TREATS BY SLASHING THAT VOTE BUTTON.

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Jason blamed Bruce, and for once he knew the old was man to blame. It wasn't blind hatred or the Lazarus Pit acting her within his head head either. 

Batman's hunger for Justice had created a monster. 

A monster that wasn't himself by someone else who couldn't have been saved from such a fate. 

Dick was cursed. 

Neither Dick nor Bruce seemed to know the full truth, it just grew to be someday. 

The curse comes to life only on Halloween.

Something deep within Dick awakens on the night of the 31st October. Something filled with anger, sorrow, suffering, hurt and pure horror. Something that only feeds on revenge, on evil within the hearts of humans. 

And it's finally free to feed on Halloween.

It's an unstoppable feed. 

The more it feeds the hungrier it grows to be.

The curse grows stronger with each passing on Halloween that all fears that one day, when the 1st of November arrives, Dick would forever be lost to the curse. 

Jason never got to experience Nightwing released to all the sinners of Gotham on Halloween before he died. Both Batman and Bruce kept him from witnessing such a sight and he only knew over the curse by Alfred telling him in secret. 

Jason as Robin had been thrilled over the chance to patrol with Nightwing on Halloween night. Furious when he got benched for such a stupid reason that even Batman struggled fighting his reasoning over it. But by morning, Jason understood, he knew over the curse and he saw the after effect it held on Dick. 

How Alfred stood ready with his shotgun outside of Dick's old room, Bruce staying far from the room as if scared over the results from the night before. The manor only calmed once Dick stepped out of his room, truly himself and the beast buried deep within his heart locked away once more. 

Jason had been glad he was shielded from the monster who wore Dick's face on October 31st. Talia had told stories, warnings over the beast that plagued Gotham on Halloween night. She told him over the dangerous, showed him the crime photos over the deceased victims. 

Those photos haunted him a little more than Joker did that year. 

But now Jason was older. 

He was still filled with rage over his boyfriend being turned into such a monster against his will. 

Had known that Batman's need for justice had fuelled and encouraged the beast to be born. That Batman had fed the beast for so many years during the original boy wonder's years as his trusted partner. 

Dick might not remember over how or when the curse grew to be, why it hungered so starvingly towards serving justice.

But it had been obvious, the clues were scattered all around Batman and the first Robin. He'd been created by Batman's madness, crafted and raised to swallow the whole of Gotham's evil.

Batman was to blame, Bruce was even worse as he allowed it to happen to an innocent boy who could have been saved. 

Jason would never forgive the dark knight. 

For now, Jason was left wide awake in their shared apartment, a gun loosely held in one hand as eh stayed comfortably tucked in their bed. Eyes glancing towards his alarm clock, watching each minute slowly tick past. 

He had Halloween. 

Refused to patrol on the 31st October every single year since he came back alive.

He didn't care if others called him a cowed over it, he refused to stand there and play god. To chose who will live and who will die. Knowing to capture the criminals worthy to survive the night while leaving the worse to die by his boyfriend's hands. 

Jason knew he killed but he did it out of free will, that beast dressed as Nightwing was thrown sinners to claw and rip apart like they were scrapes. 

Jason hated it, didn't understand how the others could allow it to happen. He understood Cass and Damian, both rushed to get as many criminals of the streets as possible in hopes to less the beats kills, to lesson Dick's guilt in the morning. 

Tim and Babs were both more alike to Batman than neither would admit. They accepted the curse, place the blame on random bullshit and looked the other way whenever it's talked about. 

Steph and Duke kept as far from the beasts hunting grounds as possible. Neither watching the news in November over the wild animals attacks, the Halloween Beast as some had called him. Both weren't told much over it but they hadn't agreed with it, more so when they had mentioned asking magic users for help in the past and had such thoughts shot down immediately.  

Alfred would merely call by lunch, prepared to take Dick's life if he stays as the beasts and finally put a stop to his suffering. To call Kate in as back up as she had never agreed, had fought with Bruce over his encouragement towards Robin Dick's inner thirst for gaining justice. Knew something had been planted in the boy, knew by his eyes and had tried to stop it. 

Jason would wait at their apartment, holding trust that Dick would return to him, no matter what version was in control over his body. 

His boyfriend will return home soon, return to him and they'd spend the rest of the day at home together. Wrapped up in each others arms, bodies tangled and comforting the other that they still love the other dearly. 

The window being slammed shut left him sitting up in their bed, glancing towards their half closed bedroom door and waiting. 

Soon hearing the shower being turned on, smiling to himself as he finally relaxed. Dick was home, he'd spend an hour in the shower washing away all the blood he could see and still feel over his body. His suit most likely burned already, backup clothes used to reach their apartment. 

It left Jason slipping his gun underneath his pillow and finally closing his eyes. 

Waking as he felt an body slip into bed behind him. Rolling over and pulling the other closer, wrapping his arms tightly around them. Feeling their body tremble as they let out a shaky breath. 

"Welcome home, big bird" Jason mutters into the silky hair of his lover. 

"We need more mouthwash" Dick grumbles back, sounding ashamed as he buries his face deeper into his mate's neck. 

"You used both bottles?" Jason questioned, not overly surprised.

"While I was showering" Dick admitted with an weak chuckle, using his multitasking skill.

"I missed you" Jason tells him honestly, holding the other even more closer and glad to have him back home. 

"Wished I was home all night" Dick whispered with an pout, hating his curse most out of the whole batclan. Had even locked himself up and far from Gotham one Halloween to try and stop it. 

"Do you want to phone Alfred now or nap first?" Jason asked as he glanced towards his boyfriend's phone left on his bedside table.

"Let's just stay like this for a bit longer" Dick begged, clinging to his boyfriend even more. 

And as Jason holds his boyfriend close, whispering promises over loving the man and not the beast others might fear. Jason knew he'd wait at their home every night that Halloween falls upon, waiting for his lover to turn by morning. 

And laying with an gun ready for the one morning where it's not his lover standing before him anymore.