StardustDragon794

Nightwing sat on the gargoyle, one hand behind him to keep him from falling on his back as he looked on over Gotham city. His brow furrowed with worry, he pondered about the last few days. Artemis had had her 'funeral', but instead of her body being in her grave, they had put a very, very lifelike dummy in an effort to convince everyone that she was actually… Well, dead. He had kept away from his teammates, hoping that they would think his aversion was because he was mourning, when in fact he was being eaten up by guilt. How could he have done this? To his friends, the League, Artemis and Wally even? The more he thought about it, th