In a Divergent World | Batmanfanfiction

Chapter 4: Meeting the Family

The tension in the room was palpable. Bruce stood at the forefront, his eyes locked on Talia and the twins. Nightwing, Red Hood, and Red Robin flanked him, each ready for the conflict that was sure to come. The silence was broken by the sound of Steffon's voice, calm yet commanding.

"Mother, what do you want us to do?" Steffon asked, his gaze unwavering.

Talia's smile was both proud and calculating. "Show them what you are capable of, my sons. Prove that you are the future."

Bruce's eyes narrowed. He knew Talia well enough to understand that this was not just a test of strength but a battle of wills. He also knew that the twins, despite their origins, were still children-children caught in a web of manipulation and expectation.

"Stay focused," Bruce whispered to his team. "We need to subdue them without causing unnecessary harm."

As if on cue, Steffon and Dorian moved with lightning speed. Their attacks were coordinated and precise, a testament to their training. Nightwing intercepted Steffon, their movements a blur of strikes and counters. Red Hood and Red Robin engaged Dorian, working in tandem to neutralize his assaults.

Bruce kept his focus on Talia, who watched the unfolding battle with a mixture of pride and anticipation. He needed to end this quickly before the situation escalated further.

"Talia, call them off," Bruce demanded, his voice steady. "They don't have to be a part of this."

Talia shook her head, her expression resolute. "They are a part of this, Bruce. They were born for it."

As the battle raged on, it became clear that the twins were more than a match for their opponents. Steffon's agility and precision mirrored Killua's, while Dorian's strength and determination reflected Damian's. But the Bat Family had something the twins lacked-experience and unity.

Nightwing managed to disarm Steffon, using a combination of acrobatics and strategic strikes. "You're good, kid," he said, his voice breathless but encouraging. "But you still have a lot to learn."

Red Hood and Red Robin's teamwork proved too much for Dorian. They managed to pin him down, their movements synchronized and efficient. "Stay down," Red Hood growled, his grip firm. "This doesn't have to get any worse."

Steffon and Dorian struggled, but it was clear they were outmatched. Bruce seized the moment, stepping forward with a commanding presence. "This ends now, Talia. You've put them through enough."

Talia's eyes flashed with a mix of defiance and resignation. She knew when she was beaten, but she wasn't ready to admit it. "Fine," she said, her voice cold. "But this isn't over, Bruce. They are still my sons, and they will fulfill their destiny."

Bruce approached Steffon and Dorian, who were both breathing heavily but still defiant. "You don't have to follow her path," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "You have a choice."

The twins exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them. Steffon was the first to speak. "What if we don't want to be a part of this anymore?"

Bruce's expression softened. "Then you don't have to be. You can come with us. We'll help you find your own way."

Talia's eyes widened, a flicker of fear crossing her features. "You can't take them from me," she hissed.

"They're not yours to keep, Talia," Bruce replied. "They are their own people, and they deserve the chance to choose their own path."

Steffon and Dorian looked at each other again, their decision made. "We'll go with you," Steffon said, his voice steady. "But we need answers. We need to understand who we are and why we were created."

Bruce nodded, extending a hand to each of them. "We'll figure it out together. You're not alone anymore."

As they left the facility, the Bat Family surrounding the twins protectively, Bruce couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. This was just the beginning of a new chapter, not just for Steffon and Dorian, but for all of them. They had a long journey ahead, filled with questions and challenges, but they would face it together.