The Family of Bats (DRABBLES)

Taking Care Of... (Part 1)

WARNING: Fighting, Swords, Daggers, Injury

Part 1: Understanding

"Richard, this is Damian, my son. Damian, this is Richard Grayson, one of my other sons and your oldest brother." Bruce introduced them. 

"Tt. We are not brothers. I am your only son as I am the only blood son." Damian said with a tisk.

"Only son, huh? Well, I'm not sure about you, but I'm also Bruce's son. However, if we were in older times, you;d have to prove it." Dick said, smirking as he knowingly manipulated the boy.

"I can prove it! Do the test! I'm Bruce Wayne's rightful son and heir!" Damian yelled pushing his arm out.

"Well, if you insist." Dick shrugged, looking at Bruce.

Bruce nodded.

"I am sure!" Damian nodded.

Dick did the test and the results popped up on the screen of the Batcomputer.

"Woah! Bruce Wayne and Talia Al Ghul?!" Richard had wide eyes.

Bruce nodded again.

Dick glared a t Bruce with a look that said, 'We'll talk about this later.'

"Father said you are the oldest son." Damian seemed to muse over that piece of information. 

"Adopted, but yes." Richard nodded.

"That means you're the immediate heir!" Damian frowned.

"Yes." Dick nodded, slightly confused now. 

"So if I am to be the heir, I have to be the first son." Damian said.

"Wait a minute, Damian!" Bruce yelled quickly. 

But not quickly enough.

Damian pulled out his sword and swung at Richard.

Dick dodged quickly before hitting the bunt of the sword handle with a roundhouse kick.

The sword went flying towards Bruce's feet.

Damian yelled with renewed vigor as he pulled out two daggers and swung at Dick again.

Richard flipped and dodged until he kicked one dagger out and into his own hands.

Now, the two circled each other, both ready to strike. 

Damian slashed his dagger and the two daggers clanged as they hit each other.

Dick summersaulted on the ground before he jumped up and took Damian's other dagger.

Swoosh! The two daggers followed the sword at Bruce's feet, who was still watching.

Bruce was not worried about his eldest son; He could handle himself.

The two circled each other, no more weapons in hand. 

Damian ran at Richard but dodged at the last minute. 

He pulled out a hidden blade and stabbed Dick in the leg with it.

Richard grunted before he grabbed Damian, flipped him over his arm, and slammed him into the ground.

Dick quickly pulled out the blade and held it to Damian's neck.

Damian still, stopping his struggles. 

"Go ahead and kill me. I deserve it for being so weak." Damian said.

Dick held the blade up.

Bruce uncrossed his arms and took a quick step forward. 

Dick brought the blade down.

It landed in the training mat next to Damian's head. 

"I've had training like that too. I won't hurt you." Dick said sincerely. 

Damian looked up in surprise.

Understanding went between the two of them. 

"Come on, Dami. Let's get some hot cocoa." Richard smiled, holding a hand out to help Damian up.

Damian looked at the hand before nodding and taking it. 

They left Bruce in bewilderment and astonishment.