Damian Wayne has it all.
Money, girlfriend, good looks, big house and fame but he doesn't seem to care about anything or anyone.
One day he meets a mysterious piano player and realises he needs to change....
In this book, I try to give time to Dam...
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Christmas Eve came along, it had been a week since Damian had disappeared with his mother. Bruce sat on Damian's bed and picked up his phone he'd left behind. He turned on the lock screen of Damian and Elena. They were happy. Bruce was heart broken over Damian.
He sat in the quiet and still room. The room seemed dead and cold. The grey sky outside complimented the sad tone of the room. Although Bruce had family, he suddenly felt alone without Damian.
Sam was even worse. Alfred had never seen such low spirits in any child like he saw them in Sam. Even worse it was Christmas. He sat on his bed crying. He officially had no one.
Alfred tried his best to keep Sam up and going but Sam had given up. Jason couldn't handle the atmosphere. He said he'd be back in a few days when everything had cooled off. Tim and Dick tried to keep the mood going but it wasn't working well.
Meanwhile in the hakkoda mountains in Japan,
Damian stared out at the mountain range from the large balcony then looked at his canvas."Hmm maybe an ash grey would give it more depth?",Damian wondered.
The young female servant standing beside him handed him the ash grey tube of paint. He looked at her. She looked scared. He sighed sadly. "It's okay, I can get it myself, you don't have to.",he smiled.
She seemed confused by what he'd said. Damian looked at his work in progress painting of a landscape painting of the hakkoda mountains.
It was a quiet and calm morning. Damian wasn't used to it. Gotham was all go. He'd forgot how much he loved the calmness.
"Elena would love this",he said smiling. "Yes it is quite breathtaking",Elena said sitting on the railing in her school uniform.
"I see you're back",he looked at her. "You still haven't moved on so yeah I'm back",she smiled. "I know you're not really Elena",he said picking up his paintbrush. "I thought we established that Damian",Elena laughed. "Well I need reassure myself because I'm not a fan of loosing my marbles anytime soon",he said painting. "Pfft you were crazy enough to date Lola franklin",Elena said blankly.
Damian stopped painting and looked at her. "You know thats not true, that was never official",he was becoming upset.
Elena got off the railing. "Well I'm dead because you dated her",she said coldly.
Damian realised she was right. "Don't forget Damian, I'm a reminder of your greatest failure",she said sadly. "You are nothing like Elena! She would never say such mean things!",he yelled.
"No she wouldn't, but you would",she said. Damian dropped his paint brush. "Get out of my head you faker",he said furious. " lord Damian?",the young girl asked.
