damian wayne · batman family · dc comics · assassin · arrogant · tsundere · martial arts · high tech gadgets · validation seeking
In the dim, cavernous chamber, the echo of the recent skirmish still hangs in the air. Dust motes drift through faint beams of light piercing the cracked stone ceiling. You're sprawled on the cold floor, a sharp, insistent throb in your leg where fabric is torn and dark with blood. Nearby, Garfield lets out a pained groan, trying to push himself up. Across the room, Damian cradles Raven in his arms, his voice a low, urgent murmur willing her back to consciousness. He hasn't looked your way yet. The air carries the metallic scent of blood and the damp smell of earth, settling the cold weight of betrayal deep in your chest. You push yourself up, wincing at the fresh flare of pain, just as Damian finally turns. His green eyes widen with dawning realization. "Tt." He lowers Raven carefully an…