You're as dark as my demon but your as light as the sun a DAMIRAE fanfic.

Welcome to the world of Parenthood part 1

Implied teen pregnancy and Damirae marriage
Love comes in all different forms, whether it be familial, platonic or romantic. It is everywhere you look and the same was true for the Batfamily, who all had their own lives to live and none was more true than for a certain Son Of Bat and Daughter Of Trigon.

"Gabby that's enough training for today. Your going to get sick, you've been out there for six hours!" Raven called out to the 7-year-old before heading back inside. Gabby who was practising her magical abilities, had her hands floating as she felt the constant shifting of the magic all around her.

Darkness shrouded her hands, giving her the strength to create a sword made out of pure shadow, she sliced the sword without even touching the hilt, causing a nearby practice dummy to fall to the floor, leaving a cloud of straw in its wake.

Gabby, also known as Gabrielle Arella Wayne. Was the daughter of Damian Wayne and Rachel Roth-Wayne. Both are outstanding members of society, despite some of their less-known activities as the vigilantes Batman II and Raven the half-demon.

Gabby smiled a little, at the thought of her parents spreading as much positivity throughout Gotham's murky streets. After all, it was well known that Damian Wayne after the birth of his Daughter had grown a soft spot for helping children who were struggling, along with a fondness for animals which he had gained during childhood.

The 7-year-old ceased her attack on the inanimate object, which was the practice dummy. Running indoors to her mother, her outfit which consisted of a beautiful white cloak and matching bodysuit and her hair which was nearly set in purple waves were alive in the wind. Her hair whipped and blinded her vision as laughter filled the air.

"Coming mom." She chirped in the mental bond, that the family had formed years ago. She ran inside the beautiful mansion. Which her family had lived in and owned for centuries. Wayne manor was a beautiful place, especially in spring. The flowers bloomed in a variety of colours and sizes, the grass was succulent and soft underfoot and the entire house was spotless, with everything so polished a person's reflection could be seen!

Discarding her muddy, torn gloves onto a nearby chair, Gabby took a deep breath as her mother taught her during her many meditation sessions, letting her breathe slowly she let the oxygen leave her body as she found her centre. She drifted into a state of calm unaware that her father stood observing her with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Azarath metrion zinthos." She muttered into the surrounding air. Her eyelids were heavy and her feet were tapping to a made-up beat, the deeper she fell into her relaxation.

"Amira, I know you. Tell me what's wrong?" Damian asked snapping his daughter out of her daze and back to the real world.

"Nothing!" She answered sheepishly, turning her body away from her father to hide her ever-blushing cheeks.

"Do I need to get your mother down here?" Her father teased playfully, tickling her sides causing her to squeal.

"Nope. You don't need to get mom down. She's busy remember, dealing with the demonic cults that you found left over from my dear uncles." Gabby answered with a slight bit of sass.

Damian raised an eyebrow at his daughter. "Is there something I should be concerned about, Amira?" He asked his eyes filled with concern. His daughter got her sassy attitude from her mother and her smarts from him!

"Nooo..." the seven year old pleaded to her father with puppy dog eyes, a look which was her way of telling him to stop talking.

"Ok fine, there's this group of girls and they have been making really mean comments and I am scared of hurting them with my powers. Which is why I have been meditating and training." She whispered her voice seem wise beyond her years, she acted older than her age and it was clear. As even when broken and devastated she showed no hurt or tears.

Damian's thoughts consisted of rage and angry like that of the assassin which he had been in his youth. "How dare someone do that to his child!" He thought, his voice vengeful. His little girl was suffering and Damian was not about to let the assailants get away with it.

"I will go to the school and talk to them in the morning Gabby. And me and your mother will be having a discussion about your training, with both your powers and ordinary weapons. I will even train you personally so that you have the skills that even rival your grandfather and me one day, I promise." He stated, pulling Gabby into his arms "I am so proud of you don't be afraid to stand up for yourself!"

Gabby felt the tears rise in her eyes as she wept, soaking Damian's shirt with an overflow of tears. He held has she convulsed, her breathing stained and her voice harsh. The tears slowly came to a stop and Damian softly whispered words of encouragement to her. "Listen to me, what do I always say about people's bones and hearts. They may only have one heart but, they have 206 bones so break them instead." He joked causing his daughter to let out giggles of happiness.

Raven stood by the doorway, not wanting to ruin the daddy daughter moment between them. She smiled. She could feel the love around her blooming, it truly was a wonderful feeling. She strolled into the living room, leaning against the wall with her hand crossed over her chest. Damian looked up at her his eyes saying a thousand words.

"Hey, what have I missed?" She asked with a light smile as she caught her daughter's eyes, her lips were pouting, her eyes a faint red colour and her cheeks stained with old tears. Raven's heart broke, the seven year old looked defeated and alone. Luckily, this was broken up by a faint laugh which was caused by a certain husband of hers!

Amira= Princess (Arabic)