Nightstruck- Damirae one-shots (Damian and Raven)

Flashpoint 198

*Author's Note: Hi guys! So it's been A WHILE since I wrote but I really wanted to release this idea I had for a flashpoint so I'm going to release it first. hope you enjoy *

Damian's POV: 

Damian Al Ghul Wayne stared down at the paper in his hand. This was the special mission his father had given him? This is what he thought the future leader of the League of Shadows was capable of? Damian was tempted to rip the paper into shreds and toss it into his fathers face, but he knew that all that would accomplish was 10 lashes to his back. With the Cat-o-nine. So instead he swallowed his anger and carefully wiped the expression off his face. And nodded once to his father before turning around and exiting his private office. 

Just as he reached for the iron doorknob his father called his name. Damian turned around and was careful to hide all anger from his eyes as he met his fathers cold blue eyes. 

"I want this done as quickly and as quietly as possible, get in, get the information eliminate the target, get out. I don't want the peace preaching sycophants at the JLA to catch wind of what we're up to" Bruce warned, his blue eyes flashing. 

"Do you want her head or her heart?" Was the only thing Damian replied. Bruce gave him a small cruel smile "Surprise me" 

Damian returned the cold smile before nodding once and leaving the room. Only when the door was closed completely did he let the expression on his face fade and let his anger resurface. How dare he get these petty missions. Did his father trust him at all? He hadn't been assigned an assassination since he was 10, and being assigned to assassinate someone who didn't even have a title to their name? Pathetic.

 He was meant to destabilize nations, to overthrow governments and establish allies for the league. Not assassinate a mild threat. This was just another petty mission his father had given him to show who really controlled the league. It was just another way to put Damian in his place. Fine Damian thought two can play that game. 

He looked at the name written on the paper once more. There wasn't even a full name. Just the first. 

Raven

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He walked down the hall of the league with his sword strapped to his hip and his duffel bag at hand. He was about to leave the league for his mission. The conversation he had had with his mother still playing in his head. 

"Why Raven? What does father want to do with a teenager?"

"It is not your place to question your fathers decisions, you are to simply obey them." 

"I am not some simpering acolyte mother, I deserve to know what we are planning" 

"I will not tell you why we want Raven. I can only tell you this, she is integral to our plans. If you cannot convince her to join us, then you must eliminate her" 

 It was a truly bizarre request, his father wanted him to find a teenage girl with an unknown background and no discernible talents. The only thing the league had on her was that she lived with her mother in Chicago and she had shown an aptitude for magic. Plenty of people fit that profile. So why the secrets and why the urgency and why her? 

He continued to mull over these thoughts as he reached the end of the hall and pressed a hidden notch on the wall. The wall was designed to hide a secret elevator that lead to the basement of the league. Even amongst the shadow members there were secrets that the Al-Ghul family did not share. The entrance to the lazarus pit was one of them. But Damian wasn't there  for a dip in the fountain of youth, rather he was there for his car. The basement contained not only the pool, it also housed the more valuable assets the Al-Ghul-Wayne family owned.