Damian Wayne x reader "I want you to trust me"

The accident

"M-mom?.....Dad??"

"No...NO"

Y/n looked down at her hands.
They where covered in blood.

" please no...please NO!.."

Then she woke up in her little room.
She rubbed her eyes and stood up, her legs hurt after the hard training she had went through the day before. But she was taught to stay strong.

Why? Y/n thought, why did she keep remembering that night.

She remembered nothing before that night. The night she had felt the cold feeling and lost control.

She had felt her soul being taken over, and watched as her own hands strangled with impossible strength,

her own parents.

She had fought back, she had gained control. The demon who had possessed her was now under her control, under her command, and she had no intentions letting it for what it made her do.

It hurt thinking back.

It hurt thinking back on how she had ran away, ran all what she could and suddenly her feet had left the ground.

She flew up and away. Away from everything.

The ice cold wind had hit her face, and the tears streamed down her face as she flew through the air.

She had woken up the next night, exhausted and in pain.

She were surrounded, by what looked like men in black clothes, only their eyes were free from the black fabric covering every inch of them.

Y/n had stumbled back and shot her arm out with at blue force hitting one of the men. She remembered the feeling, it felt powerful.

She had never felt such power. She felt the power flowing through her veins. She was unstoppable.

And she was ready to take out all her pain on these unfortunate strangers.

And little did she know, who these men were, and that their leader was ready to take in such fragile a person.

And make her unbreakable.

Ra's al ghul .

He saw the raw power in that innocent little girl, and he stripped her for everything she were.

Showed her every pain imaginable, forced her to do things no girl her age should do. Gave her an empty hole in her heart and an unfillable bloodlust.

Trained her along the side of his own grandchild.

They were never to speak, never to spend one second unsupervised together.

Yet they had caused each other so many injuries.

no words, never a word. Just blood.

Her room were tiny with no light, no source of heat and no feeling of home.

she raised herself from the tiny bed. You couldn't even call it a bed, maybe just a mattress.

Her uniform were neatly placed right beside her. She let her eyes wander over her two twin katanas, they were of a strong matte black metal, stealthy, almost invisible in the dark.

Her hands brushed over the black flexible but strong fabric of her skintight suit. Over that she put kevlar armor to protect her chest, stomach and back, for direct hits.

Her armor were complete with a strong pair of black leather combat boots and her gloves and arm protectors.

And what she was most proud of, were her belts, they were neatly packed with hand picked gadgets every assassin could dream to have.

Checking if her uniform sat correctly, she slowly strolled through the halls of the fortress.

With all the years of training like an elite assassin, the way she moved were effortless, if you weren't looking directly at her, you could almost think she was flouting.

A quiet ghost, haunted by her past.

She stopped.

She had locked eyes with familiar pair of emerald green eyes, His tan skin almost looked pale the way it were illuminated by the moonlight.

He was standing right down the hall from her, and by the look on his face, she knew she had caught him doing something he wasn't supposed to.

He opened his mouth as if he were going to say a word, but a voice coming from her left stopped him, and in one swift motion he was gone.

why did it bother her?, the words not spoken.

She snapped out of it the second she heard her name from the room right besides her.

The walls were literally made of paper, so she had no trouble hearing the voices she recognized instantly.

"Y/n is the perfect piece in our new plan father"

It was Talia.

"Raw power, imagine what control the Al ghul's will have"

A man that could only be Ra's responded

"Her dna mixed with His would be the ultimate assassin. Think if the children would enharite even half of her abilities, father"

She had heard enough.

She wasn't about to be "the perfect piece" in a plan.

She were going to Gotham.

And little did she know what fate had planned for her.

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A/N

Hope you like my book, it's my first one you can probably tell, I have a lot of ideas and I hope this story will be good