It's been a little over 3 years since Damian was taken from their honeymoon. Ever since, she has not been the same. She left Gotham and her family behind. She left her whole life behind...
What happens when she gets contacted by her old best friend...
"Father?" I ask as I study his face causing him to stop in his place. His head whips around to look at me bewildered.
This is the same man from my dream. "I was expecting you to be taller." I say to him without realizing what was coming out of my mouth before it was late. He takes a step back having been take by surprise. He regains his composure and chuckles.
"So I've been told." He walks over to me and unlocks the door. "I'm going to let you out. But the second you try to escape or try to hurt anyone in this house you are being thrown right back in. I don't care if you remember me, there are other people here that I will protect at all costs Damian." He informs me gruffly.
I nod in understanding. "I will follow your rules father. As long as no one comes at me first." I respond as I step out of the cell I've been caged in for the last week.
Mykie's P.O.V
I wake up from my nap with Amira still asleep on my chest. As I sit up I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I maneuver myself careful not to wake up my sleeping daughter and pull it out. I turn it on to see a text from Raven.
Rachel
You might want to come down to the cave. Now.
Mykie
I'll be down in a minute just have to put Mira in her room.
I type quickly one handed before slowly standing up. I walk out of the library and into my daughter's room and gently lay her down in her bed. I straighten out emy clothes before I head down to the Batcave.
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A/N: Without the purse. And the sweater is Damian's.
I step onto the platform over looking the cave, that's when I notice the cell door is open and it's empty. My wings burst open as I fly over the railing and down onto the cave floor. I frantically look around, my eyes land on the metal table where Damian's katana and Talia's dagger were placed. The katana is missing. "WHERE'S DAMIAN'S SWORD?!" I bellow out into the cave. "Back with it's rightful owner." I hear from behind me as I feel the tip of it press into the center of my back right between my wings.
I glance over at Bruce who's standing there not completely surprised. "Mykayla. It's good to see you again. We're finally face to face now without a wall of glass between us." He says harshly pressing the sword more into my spine.
"Can you drop the fucking sword please. That would be great. Thanks." I say to him with attitude evident in my tone as I turn around to face him. The katana now presses into my chest as he smirks at me. "Why don't you drop the attitude first, Sweetheart." He snarks still smirking at me. Hearing him call me sweetheart makes my heart skip a beat but I cover it by smirking as I materialize my own sword. I slowly raise my arm holding it until the tip of it is barely touching the one pressing into my chest. I use my sword to push his away before I take a step back and away from him.
