(Very long chapter. A lot is angry Damien.
Also not proof read because I'm exhausted and can't be bothered. )
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"-ette?"
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"-inette!"
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"-arinette!"
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Her ears were ringing.
Everything was muffled.
"Luka's hurt. Snap out of it!"
It was as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Bellow her was the Riddler, bruised, bloodied, and unconscious.
The only part of him that looked almost normal was his neck.
She looked at the gun in her head, pointing at his head, and quickly dropped it, standing up. "Chloe..." She looked to her friend, nerves in her eyes.
Both Robin and Nightwing watched them. She could feel their eyes burning into the back of her head.
Chloe and Adrien quickly got to her sides and hugged her. "Luka... You said he's hurt..."
"When Riddler was trying to shoot at you, the bullet ricocheted and was about to hit a kid. He took a bullet to the arm to stop it. We stopped the bleeding, but he needs a hospital."
Marinette quickly moved past them and went dashed to Luka. "You okay?"
"I'll be okay, you're covered in blood... Are you okay?" Luka asked softly.
"It's not my blood." She nodded and picked him up, bridal style.
Luka winced slightly. "You didn't answer the question."
"Unimportant. I need you to be okay first."
"Mari-... Miss Wayne... Can we help?" Robin said from behind her.
"No. You can't."
"Mari, he needs to get to a hospital quick. They can help, right?" Adrien said softly. She couldn't blame him. None of them knew who they were.
She looked over both of her brothers. Damien seemed cautious and a little scared but hopeful. Dick seemed as if he wanted to say so much more, but as well as not being able to for identity sake, she could tell he was nervous.
Good, they knew they had done something wrong...
"Hm... I suppose." She walked past Robin. "I'm using the bike."
He didn't protest. He just watched her go.
"Is she allowed to do that?" Alix asked, surprised.
"It's... A Wayne thing... They get targeted a lot, and we've learned to accept that they can and do drive our vehicles..." Dick laughed nervously.
"Did you say Wayne?" Alya asked, shocked.
Dick quickly slapped a hand over his mouth. Marinette hated most attention. She had successfully hidden from paparazzi for years, and he's just blown it.
"Great job idiot! Now she'll never talk to us again!" Robin said through grit teeth.
Dick sighed and was about to try and fix his mistake when instead another voice joined in.
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FanfictionMannette and Damien Al Ghul were born at the same time but lived very different lives. As an heir, Damien was treasured. As a female, Marinette was not. She was passed from general to general. Trained and tortured until she was among the deadliest a...
