(Y/n) Valeska is the sister of Jeremiah and Jerome, though they treated her as their biological one.
(Y/n)'s mother is Lila Valeska while her father is unknown, probably just some clown she fucked.
While the Valeska's travelled with the circus, (Y...
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*Your outfit - Ra's al Ghul style 😂*
I sat in the room, watching Jeremiah and Bruce's every move, biting nervously at my fingernails.
"You know we were destined to be best friends?" Jeremiah asked. "Because we're very alike. You are as I used to be. At war with your true nature. You must truely embrace it if you ever want to be free. I'm just trying to help you."
"Trying to help me? By torturing Alfred? Trying to destroy Gotham? By mentally torturing (Y/n), your own sister? You think we're alike because there's a darkness inside both of us. But the difference is, I know how to control mine."
"I think you could be so strong. I see it. He sees it, too" Jeremiah said.
""He"?Who is he talking about?" I asked worried.
"What do you mean, "he"?" Bruce asked.
"Ask him about the bombs" the general said into the walkie talkie.
"Where are the other bombs?" Bruce asked Jeremiah sternly.
"What bombs?" My brother asked, looking at us through the camera.
"The bombs you planted around the city. You blew up the mayor" Bruce replied frustrated.
"Ah, that bomb. Yes, that was the only one. But it did what it had to do. It got you here" Jeremiah said.
"Alright, that's enough. I want my boy out, mate" Alfred said to the general, though he only gave a small dismissive him in response.
"You said "he". Who do you mean?" Bruce asked.
"The one who opened up my eyes. Who showed me that everything I was doing was not to create a Gotham of my own. But yours. The Gotham you need. Your dark island. And it will come to be, Bruce. Tonight" Jeremiah said, Bruce taking a step up to his face.
"Tell me his name" Bruce repeated sternly.
"Okay that's enough, let him out"I snapped.
"You don't tell me what to do" the general said, turning his eyes back to the screen.
"How are things with my sister? You got the bitch under your spell-"
Bruce then snapped, grabbing Jeremiah's suit shirt.
"Tell me his name!" He snapped.
"You already know his name. You're his heir" Jeremiah said, my eyes widening in fear.
"Ra's al Ghul" Bruce and I said at the same time.
"Okay get him out now!" I growled, turning back to the screen to see it filled with darkness.
