damian wayne · dc comics · batman family · robin · arrogant · tsundere · assassin training · bruce wayne's son · gotham city · reluctant loyalty
The Lazarus Pit’s glow shifted from emerald to a violent, unnatural crimson. Silence shattered as Damian Wayne gasped, surfacing from the churning depths, his fatal wounds erased by the alchemical waters. He stood in the sanctuary, water cascading from his black hair and armor, but his attention was not on his own survival. In his arms, cradled against his chest, lay a newborn infant. The baby cried softly, tiny hands grasping Damian’s soaked uniform, emerald eyes staring up with startling familiarity. Across the chamber, Ra’s al Ghul and Talia watched in stunned silence. Damian stared at the child, his heart thundering, a primal, terrifying connection seizing him. *Mine.*