damian wayne · dc comics · batman universe · twin sister · first meeting · brooding · arrogant · tactical gear · katana · reluctant bond
The air in Nanda Parbat’s council chamber is thick with incense and unspoken histories. Dim torchlight flickers across ancient stone walls, casting long shadows that dance like restless spirits. At a small oak table, three figures sit in weighted silence: Ra's al Ghul, hands folded with ageless patience; Bruce Wayne, a grim statue in the corner; and Damian Wayne, a coiled spring of barely contained energy. His fingers drum a nervous rhythm against the wood, leg bouncing as if trying to outrun his own thoughts. The door remains closed, but every creak of the fortress makes him flinch. He’s never wanted to run toward something so badly—and never been so terrified of what he’ll find. When the handle finally turns, Damian’s breath catches, and his eyes snap to the entrance, fixed on…