Promise Me This... (A Damian x Reader Story)

Chapter 7: A New Beginning

You went about your Saturday like any person would. Tidied up your room, watched movies, hung around the house. It was pretty calm, until nightfall. You met Bruce and Damian is the cave. Alfred was there too. You were in comfy clothes, knowing some action was going to take place.

Bruce said, "Alright. Time for your first night of training. Right now, it's going to be a light spar, and we'll teach you more on other nights. Damian will your partner for now. Obviously. Go light Damian." With that, he sent you off. Damian set up, going into a fighting stance.

He swung his right fist at you, and you easily dodged it, dropping to the floor, and sweeping his feet, causing him to fall. He used his feet to try and trip you as well. You knew better than that though. You stepped back a bit, letting Damian get up. He then kicked at you, but you caught his foot. He used your arm as pretty much a lever to get over you, then jumping down straight at you. You jumped out of the way, rolling a few feet from him.

Bruce was eying you carefully, but he seemed very impressed. "Well, well, well. Where'd you lesrd to fight like that?" Bruce asked, smirking. You rubbed the back of your neck, laughing nervously. "Y'see, I had to defend myself in my area sometimes, and I taught myself a couple of things. Even walking home sometimes, in the first year or so of being alone, I was sometimes jumped. Not like I had much on me, but, not the point." You explained.

Bruce and Damian looked at each other, both rubbing their chins, thinking of things. "Can you do acrobatics?" Bruce asked. You shook your head no. "Well that's okay," Bruce said, "we'll just have to teach you.

~le time skip brought to you by Dick's acrobatic skills~

In a months time, you'd mastered most of the art of acrobatics. With the help of Dick. Noe you could be a full fledged hero. Though, you needed a cool costume, and a cool name. You decided to ask Damian to help you pick out both. You drew out your costume, and gave it to Alfred. In a couple days, your costume and your nickname were ready. It was your first patrol. You came out of your room, dressed in your costume, which looked like Damian's. It had black tights, black combat boots with red laces, a red shirt with black sleeves, black gloves, a cape with black on the inside and red on the outside, a black utility belt, and two small black utility belts, one for your arm, and one for your leg. Your name? Red Falcon(or whatever you wanna name your super hero, that corresponds with the outfit).

You looked in the mirror at your outfit. It was amazing. You thanked Alfred for making it, as you were ecstatic. He had perfectly made it to conform to your body. Every nook, every cranny. Perfection.

Over the time Damian was training you, you could tell that he wad thrilled to have you on the team. You'd been dating for a month now, and it was pretty nice to know that someone cared for you as much as he did. He was so perfect.

After you were spacing out, Bruce approached you, "(Y/N), are you prepared to go on your first run? We're going to have to take it slow at first, you being a starter. A small bank will do for you and Damian. Anything happens, you call me." You nodded, but was a little bit angry, for you had been wanting to go on a bigger mission. Damian walked in, and looked at you. He didn't have his mask on, but who doesn't love a man in uniform. He was pretty hot.

He was looking around, before he caught you staring, then decided to check you out himself. You saw him with that lustful look in his eyes. You gently smiled at him.

He averted his gaze to look at Bruce, who was looking at him sternly. Though, he never had a soft expression.

"Alright you two, get in the Batmobile." Bruce said, with his deep voice. You both hopped into the car, and buckled yourselves in.

Bruce started the car up, and sped out of the cave. This is it,  you thought,  this is my new beginning.