It's Not A Miraculous Dream

A Mother's Plan

  It had been several differentiating months for Damian Al Ghul Wayne and Dekku Wayne. For starters - after the defeat of Shadow Moth - Damian and Dekku haven't had to worry about Akumas anymore, getting more used to their better emotional outlet; Playing music. Damian mostly played the piano and guitar (since Dekku thought that was Damian's specialty), while Dekku does his singing (Damian thought of it as Dekku needed more vocal skills, other than mumbling). Damian always smirked, watching Dekku fall into Beast Boy's drums. It always reminded the Kwami of home, giving Dekku the higher advantage to smile. Eventually, Bruce adopted said Kwami as a son, whom joyously cried to the invitation. Damian had finally graduated, getting high honors and many invitations to many different colleges. Damian stuck with an at-home one - which was one his father once did - though Bruce didn't get to use a computer for it. Seeing how he stayed in his home, that gave Damian and Dekku more time to train and fight crime, while also keeping keen on the early adult's studies. Dekku was proud of his wielder, determined in everything the boy did. Damian always felt grateful for his Kwami, never wanting to go back to Boy Wonder's darkened past. He was a different person then, but would be damned if he stayed that way, now. Though - it's been several months since he last visited Paris, France - Damian always called the Miraculous Gang, seemingly just to check their status. Secretly - he wanted to check on the allies he'd made there. Dekku kept up with the bakery, always ordering a different array of dishes, never stopping on one particular thing. Damian never minded, allowing him time to do more research on "Ladybug". He already knew who the girl was, but was surprised to learn nobody else knew her dual Life. Though, he didn't have room to complain, seeing how no one guessed his triple Life, yet either. Only a select few knew, but that was it. Or that's how it was, but his 19th Birthday could only give a silent hint further from - what he thought was - the truth...

  It was one in the morning for the dark, Autumn breezed Gotham, not a single cloud seen in the starry Night sky. Few cars were still driving, most of the people either sleeping or doing whatever they had to in the early hour. The lights made the roads calmer, like when a child sleeps in the back seat after a long Day. For Wayne Manor, there was a similar fate. Everyone was asleep, little to no noises being made, nor heard. The animals stayed in a little burrow, cuddling each other to sleep in the livingroom, while the others were peacefully resting in their beds. Dekku slept on Damian's pillow, gently rubbing his forehead against the teen's. Damian quietly hummed, his voice so monotone that Dekku could barely hear it. What Dekku did stirr to was the sound of a window opening, making his little ears twitch in surprise. 'What...?' Dekku tiredly thought, slowly opening one of his tired orbs. The room was a blur, but Dekku could make out a silhouette by the window, the figure seemingly a Male in the bright Moonlight. Once they stood, Dekku noted the tall height, proving not to be anyone familiar. Dekku's eyes widened, quickly shaking his Master. "Hmmm... Dekku...?" Damian tiredly spoke, only to hear a frantic shuffle. Turning, Damian caught sight of a hand, quickly shielding him and Dekku. The silhouette froze, giving Damian time to back up. Getting closer to the door, Damian held Dekku close before turning on a light. "Who are you?!" Damian quickly called, watching the distressed man shield his eyes. The man wore a dark suit of sorts, his black clothes mostly saggy on him. He wore armor over his forearms, torso, and legs, the boots cutting off at the toes and heel. He had a black hood over his twisty blonde hair, the curls almost going past his shoulders. Revealing his paled skin, the man had many scars around his Pastel Pink orbs, his pupils in the shape of slits. The man extended his hand, a skiddishly serious aura coming through, though the cause of it was made unknown. "Hello, Damian. I am Castiel and I am here under -your Mother - Talia Al Ghul's order to retrieve you. It is of utmost importance." Castiel coolly stated, though - judging by the skiddish feeling and dark circles under his eyes - Damian guessed the man was trying not to strike up a fight. Damian scoffed, shielding Dekku more. "Now, what the Hell does my Mother want?! Does she truly believe I would just go back?" Damian aggressively questioned, watching as the man casually shrugged, his eyes looking around the room for a moment. "Honestly; I am not allowed to go in her head. Besides - if I did - I probably wouldn't find my answer. Cool guitar, by the way." Castiel casually mentioned, quickly observing the guitar's unique colorant. Damian raised a brow, watching the man look around his room more. 'Does he have ADHD, or something?' Damian quizzically thought, only to see the man look back with an offensive look in his Pastel Pink orbs. "Correction; I have ADD, but that's not the point, Damian." Castiel matter-of-factly spoke, his hair fading to pink for a split second. Dekku snuggled his Master, watching the man's behavior. 'Maybe Talia didn't want to hurt Damian...' 'Is that why Castiel is here?' Dekku coolly thought, though it didn't feel like Talia wouldn't hurt her son, seeing past encounters. 'Through it all, she never found out about me...' Dekku suspiciously thought, quickly looking between the other two Males in the room. Castiel sighed, grabbing a pink orb. It had a black plug on the top, the orb seemingly a bomb of some kind. "I'm sorry, guys..." Castiel roughly mumbled before the boys' eyes widened. Damian tried to move back, but Castiel had already dropped the orb, watching as pink smoke poured through the room. 'Shit!' As much as the two tried, Damian and Dekku didn't have enough cloth to cover their breathing, slowly inhaling the gas as they wobbled down. 'Don't...' 'Fall...' 'Asleep...' Damian tiredly thought, falling to the floor. Dekku stayed on the boy's hand, helplessly watching as the two fell. The last thing they saw was Castiel walking over, the lights dimming before the man extended his hands to the smaller Males.