The Story of Damian Wayne

Chapter 37

Bruce's POV- 

I walked in the one of the former bases of Leviathan, that was located in Gotham. The place was well hidden; on the exterior it was nothing but a small warehouse. On the inside, so much more. 

I stepped into the elevator and went to the bottom floor, that was the only place Talia would keep her father. But how did he escape?

I walked into the lower level: poorly lit, damp. There was a door ahead of me that lead to a fully furnished room. There were papers spread all over the nearby table. Maps. But to where?

There was no sign of a plot for escape. Was he just set free when Talia was killed? That's the only logical explanation. Talia wouldn't have set him free herself, she was too worried about losing her power. 

"Bruce," I turned to see Cyborg standing by the door.

"What are you doing here Victor?"

"The League. We are all checking to see if they may have left any intel. I know that the chances are slim but we're just covering the bases."

"Good Luck." 

"Bruce, we are also searching for Him. He's out there and still a threat."

"Leave it to me."

"Bruce, let us help. Please, you just lost your son."

"I just need to find him."

"And what are you going to do when you do?"

"He has my son, Victor. He stole his body from his grave. I have to get Damian back."

He looked shocked. But it was enough.

"Okay." He came over to look at the maps. 

I started flipping through all the books in the room. 

"Got it." 

"What?"

"Themiscyra. There's a pit there."

"I thought there was only one?"

"No. They're all over the place."

I ran out of the room and to the elevator. 

"Bruce, wait."

I went up to the main level and out to the Batmobile. 

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I landed on the far side of the island and found the cave. I walked into the cave. The area was lit by a few torches. I saw Ra's kneeling before the pit. 

"It's over Ra's, Give me Damian."

"The pit, it's dry."