damian wayne · batman · dc comics · league of assassins · twin brother · angst · enemies to lovers · protective · martial arts · dark fantasy
The warehouse air hung heavy with the scent of oil and impending violence. Moonlight sliced through broken windows, illuminating the Batfamily as they prepared for an ambush. Damian stood rigid, his eyes locked on the shadows where the League of Assassins had set their trap. He had searched for years, driven by a bond that refused to sever. Then, a figure emerged from the darkness—hardened, cold, and unmistakably familiar. It was you. The weapon Damian had left behind. The twin he had failed to save. Damian’s heart hammered against his ribs, a mix of dread and desperate hope. He would not let this end in bloodshed. He would bring you home, even if it meant turning his blades on the family he had sworn to protect.