When Assassins Learn to Love (Damian Wayne x OC)

Chapter 5

Isn't life great? Batman sedated me with some weird serum before I could even ask any questions. Now I'm going to be left with a tired feeling all day or night. It feels like I'm stoned, but less fun.

When I wake up I see that it is morning as a digital clock reads the time eight forty eight am. I look around me and see that I am in a bedroom, a really big one.

The room has a black and white theme, the dressers, nightstand and desk all have a very modern look to them. The walls are a cream colour and the curtains are black. There is large abstract paintings framed around the room making it look very expensive.

I can hear heavy rain outside the window followed by loud thunder. "I see you have awoken" I jump at the voice and turn around to see an old man. He is dressed nicely in a black and white suit. He has a British accent and carries himself neatly.

"Where am I?"

"You are at the Wayne Manor. I have been informed that you will be staying at the manor. There is extra cloths for you in the dresser along with toiletries in the bathroom. I will be back in twenty minutes to take you to Master Bruce where he would like to discus some things"

"Um, ok" I say and he leaves without telling me his name. I notice that I'm still in the orange scrubs.

I find some cloths in a dresser and start a cold shower. I wonder if Slade is in jail. If he isn't, then I really need to find a way to get the tracker in my arm out. Another priority is that I need a bag. Not just any bag, a specific bag. I have more than one bottomless bag. I have three which are all connected, one that I gave to one of my sisters. If I put an object in one, it will appear in all of them. Since I'm in Gotham it wont be a problem trying to find it as I left it in my old house, the one my family and I lived in before my life took a turn. I also need to find out what the fuck is going on with my life. Why am I just staying here with a bunch of random people? If they aren't random then what is their connection to Batman. Could Bruce Wayne be Batman? Either way it doesn't affect me nor do I care. I just need to get the tracker out of my arm, get my bag, and find out what is going on.

I hop out of the shower and put on the cloths provided for me. They are extremely big, but I make it work. Its a pair of dark blue jeans and a long sleeved plain black shirt. I tie the shirt so it doesn't look too weird and roll up the waist of the jeans so they don't fall down, along with the bottom so they don't drag on the floor. I'm wearing the same bra as the one I wore on the mission last night so its kind of gross. The dresser has one bra inside but it is way too big. I'm also still wearing the same uncomfortable white combat boots I wore on the mission. They are great for hiding weapons and kicking someone in the face really hard, but they really aren't that comfortable. I put the three earrings I had on me back in my ear so I wont loose them and then brush out my long hair. I haven't cut my hair in years so it goes past my waist, stopping above my mid thigh and there is so many dead ends. Maybe I can just cut it myself, after all, I'm about five years due for a haircut.

To my surprise, I find a pair of scissors. With Slade, there wasn't a single pair of scissors he kept, so I tried to cut my hair with a sword around two years ago. It didn't go well and I haven't cut it since. If only I could be like Mulan.

I look at the mirror and put my hair into a high ponytail then, I chop a good five inches of hair off with one snip. I let my hair out of the ponytail to see if its even, its not. The front is significantly shorter than the back. The front reaching my stomach while the back stretches to my elbow when I stand straight. The back is generally the same length but the layers are choppy, its not like anyone would care though. No one is going to give a flying fuck about my hair.

I walk out of the bathroom and simply lay on the bed waiting for the man to come and get me. He said he would be back in twenty minutes and I probably have a spare five.