Various X Reader Oneshots

Damien Wayne x Sister Reader - Little Dove

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*Sorry kittens, this image is of the Dove that is involved in the story*

I walked down a hall just to be met by Mara. She growled a low growl "Mara. Whats wrong? You should not do that to your cousin -let alone... the second in line to the League" I say with a voice without emotions. I growl back to her. Straitening my back, to show power as I tower her I see Grandfather come with Damian beside him. I kneel and place my hand into a fist as I lay it across my head.

I wait a couple seconds to show my respect as I hear Mara stutter "g-grandfather" she quickly follows my lean in showing our respect. I hear Damian walk up to Mara "how dare you cousin" I feel tension growing in the air. With one swift move and my eyes still closed I draw my sword to Mara's neck as she drew hers to Damian's.

I have this almost like a sixth sense, basically what it does is that it helps me know when shes about to do something to Damian. Its been developed over time since time and time again shes tried to hurt Damian. Damian usually takes her challenges but the winner is always Damian Al Gul.

Damian and I are more than just aleis or assasians to each other, were secretly best friends. To everyone else were just siblings with protection issues. We keep our little bond to ourselves or else mother and grandfather would do something to us. There is one rule in the league, no bonds. The only thing we can show is protection for the other and respect for the leader of the league, grandfather.

My eyes are still closed but I can tell she is glaring at my brother. I finally open my eyes only to glare at her "show respect to him Mara. We all know who is the better child, the one whos parent wasn't the traitor" I whisper lowly to her "lower your sword or I will engage in battle with you" I threaten "And I am stronger than Damian" I explain effortlessly. She quickly swung her sword to hit my sword, predictable. I sighed as my eyes closed and I let my self-defence take over, it is like my mind turns on Auto Pilot while I am defending myself or Damian. Our swords clash from different angles, both blocking the other. Dodging the attacks from Mara I saw an opening, I dropped then swung my leg around in a circular motion. Effectively making her fall down and drop her weapon.

I stood over her with a straight back and my sword raised to slice her skin. My posture showing my power, no weakness is what they want, so no weakness will be shown. I jump while spinning to get the momentum needed to give Mara a scar in her arm. When the blade comes in contact with her skin she whimpers. I glare at her while her blood starts staining her uniform oozing out of the wound quickly. My glare stays stuck on her pain filled face. I growl at her "no threatening Damian" I tell her "you and your brother are the problem" she hisses "the league would be better off without you two rats" she spat.

I kicked her in the stomach "watch your tongue cousin, I may be related to you, but I show mercy to no one" I return the venom being spat at me. Suddenly a tug on my lips turns into a smirk I pill her up, twist her arm to an angle where she starts whimpering, showing her weak pathetic self, her true self. I start pushing her towards the dungeon for the assassins who do not obey or stay in line "excuse us grandfather, brother" I say as I start making her walk. Grandfather chuckles a bit "now, that was a show, wasn't is Damian?" Grandfather asks that's what I heard before we had walked far enough so we couldn't hear their conversation. Mara and I get a couple glances from the occasional passing of assassins a sigh could be heard "Mara, Daughter. What did she do this time daughter?" I roll my eyes "I suggest you do not ask questions and get back to your station" I growl glaring at Mara's guardian "I do not take your threats niece. Now explain why my daughter is in shackles" she demands.