DamiRae OneShots

Monster AU

In the dark and eerie streets of Gotham City, a night of supernatural surprises was about to unfold. Damian Wayne, the brooding and mysterious son of Bruce Wayne, was no ordinary teenager. He bore one of the darkest lineages imaginable – that of a vampire. Cloaked in darkness, Damian roamed the city, forever yearning for something he couldn't quite explain.

On this particularly chilly night, Damian found himself drawn to a deserted alleyway, a strange and familiar presence pulling him in. As he stepped deeper into the eerie shadows, his keen senses alerted him to another creature lurking nearby.

It was Rachel Roth, or as she preferred to be called, Raven. Like Damian, she too carried a dark secret – the blood that coursed through her veins marked her as a vampire. With her soulful amethyst eyes, she met Damian's gaze, the shared understanding between them evident. Unbeknownst to Damian, Rachel had sensed his presence, the pull of their kindred spirits bringing her to this very spot.

Silently, the two vampires stood face to face, a strange mixture of curiosity and caution in their eyes. They were both outsiders, hidden in plain sight in a world of ordinary souls.

Their moment was abruptly interrupted when a figure emerged from the darkness. It was Jon Kent, who had recently discovered his own monstrous heritage. He's a Werewolf.

"Hey guys!" Jon said, his cheerful voice contrasting with the darkness surrounding them. "Isn't it a beautiful night?" His fangs flashed in the moonlight, an eerie reminder of his true nature.

"Tt... I don't see what's beautiful," Damian scoffed, his dark cloak fluttering in the wind.

"Yeah," Rachel agreed, her expression stern. "I prefer darkness." She wrapped her cloak tightly around her slender form. Her pale skin contrasted beautifully against her violet cloak.

"Oh, okay," Jon said, somewhat taken aback by their cold reception. "Well, do you wanna hang out?" He looked around at the gloomy surroundings. "We could, uh, go for a walk, or something..."

Damian and Rachel exchanged a quick glance, a silent agreement passing between them. "Sure," Damian said. "I could use a little fresh air." He stepped closer to Rachel. "Would you like to join us, Raven?"

Rachel nodded, her expression unreadable. "Sure."

And with that, the werewolf and two vampires headed out into the city. The trio strolled along the sidewalk, they exchanged casual conversation, the companionship growing steadily with each passing moment.

"So, how long have you guys been vampires?" Jon asked, his enthusiasm undiminished. "I found out I was a werewolf a few months ago."

Damian shrugged, his eyes taking in the nighttime scenery. "I've been one since birth, as far as I know. My father's a vampire, so is mother"

Jon nodded, absorbing the information. "Cool." He looked over at Rachel. "And what about you?"

Rachel sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. "I was born half demon half human, but I was bitten by a vampire when I was ten. I've been one ever since."

"What about you?" Damian asked, directing the question at Jon. "When did you get bitten?"

"Well," Jon said, scratching his head. "My dad's a werewolf, and my mom's a human. I was a late bloomer, so I didn't find out I was one until recently." His eyes glittered with excitement.

Damian and Rachel glanced at each other, an unspoken understanding passing between them. "You're a hybrid?" Raven asked.

"Yes, yes I am." Jon's smile was bright, his fangs flashing in the moonlight.