Damian Wayne x assassin reader

Gotham Docks are a great place to go swimming

Once I've changed into the suitable outfit to go patrolling in, I meet Damian in the cave. When Damian told Bruce I was going with him, Bruce was hesitant at first because of my wrist.

After Damian had assured him that I would be alright and if anything Damian would help me fight if I needed it. At that point I had chimed in that I can still fight. Bruce had agreed.

When I'm ready to go, Damian and I hop into the bat mobile and Batman drops us at the Docks before driving away saying that he's going to go take care of something not too far away.

The docks are a bit eerie, and some of the people hunched into corners look a bit sketchy. It's not too bad though so we just start walking.

As we walk down the wooden path of the dock, I feel heat flood my face at the thought of holding his hand right now.

And just as I though i should I grab his hand and lace my fingers in between his. it's slightly uncomfortable with my hand in front due to our slight height difference but I don't really mind. I can't feel his hand directly either because of the material separating our hands.

I take a second looking dead ahead before I take a glance down to our hands. The sight is one I want to remember how ever trivial it may be.

As I turn back I catch a glimpse of his eyes. We sit there for a second before he clears his throat and looks away. A habit i'd assume he's picked up from his father.

The second I look back to the path ahead of me I realize something the overwhelming feeling that the person next to me, Damian, the person that I love is holding my hand back.

A subtle squeeze shakes me from my thoughts and I look him in the eyes. We stop walking for a second to look at each other. "I'm worried, that this is some trick that was formulated by the league or them."

He looks at me, "Maybe that just means this was destined to happen."

I nod my head, " I guess that's a fair point."

He flickers his eyes away and then back to mine,"I want you to know that my mother may have given me life, but you and my father have taught me how to live, love and respect."

I squint my eyes a little, " You have exceeded my expectations Damian Wayne in your ability to say how you're feeling."

He scoffs and looks away, "We're on patrol, we should get back to that... and don't forget out here i'm robin."

I nod my head, "My apologies"

"HEY WAIT"

I fling my head around almost hitting Damian's, I know that voice.

" You Bitch"

I feel a kick to my solar plexis, it knocks the wind out of me.

Damian steps in and I roll into a crouch,"Why are you here. They are no more"

He lunges completely disregarding Damian. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT, YOU DID THIS"I feel him land on me and he goes to throw his hands around my neck, but damian sets him off balance and his weight crashes for a second on my collar bone, the one that I broke not long ago, the one still healing. Its so fucking painful.

I curl onto my side, " YOU DICK" I see him and Damian wrestle for a second. Then he's off Damian running at me again, he grabs my wrist and slams his face into my nose, " JOSEPH YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS" I'm tackled to the ground, my head hitting on a rock that i'm pretty sure makes my head bleed, and my wrist thats wrapped screams at me. I ignore it, "DAMIAN STEP BACK"

I flip me and Joseph. I have to finish this myself. " You want to fight, lets fight. I did the right thing by leaving."

He throws his hand towards my face. I know this feeling. I've fought him so many times. I know what I have to do. I studied him, I know how he fights. I throw my hand to block his and his other comes up, I slide to the side throwing my own hit, he grabs my wrist pulling me towards him and I drop my weight twisting myself under his arm so that his hand releases. as I come up he thows a fist and I send an op[en hand to deflect it. I have tears falling from my face, I don't know why. He throws a fist and I wrap it under my arm and twist twist, he follows sending a swing at me and I drop my weight pulling him down making him miss.

We release. " You know i've always hated you, the infamous Shadow Cat. The first time I heard it all I could think was, What a cringy ass name. Shes probably some stupid girl. And look at that I was right. You know nothing." He drops the knives in his sleeves. " You don't want to do this Joseph. You've seen me fight with knives."

He jabs at me and I use my forearm to deter his swings backing away from him. He pulls back for a strong jab at my core and I grab his wrist as he goes forward to the side, trap it under my arm and land 2 strong hits to his face. He rips his arm free in the process lightly scraping my side as it goes back. I glare at his knife. I throw a knee into his balls, his knife coming down at my thigh.

I stagger backwards his knife having only gone down the side of my leg. I pull mine from my the back my bra. The kuni in either of my hands. He and I slash at each other for an eternity, and I get comfortable with his swinging like this, he throws a punch and I go to deflect like its a knife and catch his wrist with my knife and his fist with my face.

I fly back on my ass, my eyes tearing to the point I can't see now, at least when I was just crying it was manageable. I know for a fact i'm not crying enough to feel it down my boobs though. I touch up my chin to my nose. My nose is numb thankfully I feel. Numb from searing pain as I grab hold of it, "you broke my fucking nose" I snap it back to clear my airway.

I wasn't trying to kill him before. But now, I don't care. I run at him, knocking the knife from his hand, my hands slashing at him. I know my knives. I know how to do this, i've done it many times before. I don't care if I kill him. He deserves it. I slice down, and his hand comes up to knock the knife from my hands, I catch it mid air with the other hand, my body dropping sliding my knife under his legs and I come up with the momentum to throw the back of my hand into his face. He shoves at my arm to send it away and I flip around slashing my knife towards his face. He narrowly misses and stumbles back a bit.

We come up and i'm perpendicular to him, I faint a stab and he moves and I throw my elbow. I knock him in the chest, then as he's falling back drop my head towards the ground sending my leg out into his chest again.

He lays there for a second, I run at him, my knives out. I'm going to kill him.

Hes all that's left, I don't want them to come back. I won't let him survive. He has no remorse for what hes done. I sit there, my brain zeroing in on him. On killing him. On ending it all.

I get on top of him, stabbing one of my knives through his hand and into the ground bashing my fist into his face repeatedly. I feel my wrist screaming at me. Not the broken one surprisingly, my other one. I feel my knuckles bleeding I think, I can't tell for sure though with all the blood on his face.

It feels good. I missed this in a way. I'm happy i'm doing it for a better reason. I throw another and I feel him stop resisting as much. I whip out my knife from my other hand, and bring it up to stab it into his throat and I feel arms scoop me up from behind.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING, GET OFF OF ME, HE CAN'T STAY, HE'LL BRING THEM BACK." I flail my arms, and swing my legs up together in front of me and then quickly drop them down. Throwing Damian off of me.

I run at Joseph again, my knife up. I get tackled to the ground though, my arms are under his knees and i'm face down.

"GET OFF"

"You would never forgive yourself beloved."

"YES I WOULD, HE DESERVES IT"

" No, calm down. I called Batman, he'll be here soon to take him somewhere you'll never have to worry about him escaping."

I struggle till all I can do is hiccup out sobs. Damian keeps me pinned like that until Batman gets here. Once he gets to Joseph, Damian lets me up. He pulls me over into a hug. "I'm sorry beloved"