Damian's POV--
"your mother is not to be patronized, Master Damian."
"Father didn't make a choice Pennyworth."
"He doesn't bargain with lives."
"He's most likely sure that you can take care of yourself Damian." Lucy laid her head down on her folded arms.
I sat down next to her. This is all we have known the last few days. Watching, listening, not living.
"No one knows mother like I do. Since I wouldn't inherit the Al Ghul throne she made a successor, Heretic. Grown in an artificial womb like me. It's another me. He's spoken to me. He's told me I'd know him when the time comes. He's me."
"Is he the Leviathan?" Lucy lifted her head.
"no. Mother is. But he is her Leviathan. Her trick up the sleeve."
"Command, Red Robin, here. If you are done discussing Leviathan, Batman's signal stopped. Nightwing, and Red Hood are following the league."
Lucy turned back to the coms. She put on her headset.
"Okay Tim I am scanning the building."
"No one is here."
"Tim. Get out of there." A red dot was blinking on the screen.
"Luce you're cutting out."
"Tim get out of there! Now!"
The feed went blurry as the building exploded.
Alfred put his hand to the headset, "Master Timothy?"
"Tim." Lucy echoed.
She turned to look at me.
"This is it Pennyworth. Father is about to face mother's wrath."
"Can anyone hear me?"
"Tim!"
"Nightwing and Hood here." Dick called in.
"We have a problem. Get to Wayne Tower now!"
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The Story of Damian Wayne
FanfictionDamian Wayne spent 10 years of his life being trained by his mother in the ways of The League of Assassins. At 10 he was left with his father Bruce Wayne as a plan of Talia A' ghul to disorient Batman, but Damian has spent the next nine years fighti...
