Damian Wayne Oneshots

Warning [oneshot]

Uuuh so I had this little idea jumping around in my head for a while and I literally wrote it in one day, so sorry for any weirdness that doesn't make sense. Here ya go. 

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"DAMN IT!" Black mask roars. He snaps his face back up to the anxious men in front of his desk, "HOW? Who was it? Batman? Nightwing?" A man holding a laptop in shaky hands speaks up,

"N-no, sir. It, uh, well, you should just see the tapes..." He sets down the laptop in front of Blackmask. It was the security cameras of the warehouse last night. He's silent until Nightingale and Robin descend from the rafters.

"So it was ROBIN? I should've known that little brat was an obstacle." Black mask growls. A second man pipes up,

"Um, no sir. It was the other one." Black mask pauses the feed and slowly looks up at the men,

"The other one? Do you mean Nightingale?" He laughs "Nightingale isn't a threat to anyone! Are you telling me this little girl beat all of these fools into the ground?"

"Uh, yes sir." Black mask just stares, "We're serious, sir! Watch the tape!" Black mask unpauses the tape and watches.

"Damn it, Robin!" You hissed quietly at your partner, "Bat told us to wait until he gets here!" Robin aka Damian Wayne, your annoyingly stubborn partner, crouched beside you on the support beam.

Everybody knew about Robin; Batman's less-than-friendly sidekick. He's small, angry, and has a passion for swords as well as beating criminals to the brink of death. Maybe a bit of a loose cannon at times, but certainly not someone you should mess with, even if he is a child. He could name every bone in your body in alphabetical order if he was angry enough.

You were both concealed in the unlit shadows looking down on the people below you. The Bats had been doing some detective work on some shady embezzlement junk for a while, but you and Damian followed some barely connected clues along with what Batman had found, leading you both here. You had contacted Batman aka Bruce Wayne and your mentor Nightwing aka Dick(against Damian's wishes) to let them know what you had found. Now you were supposed to be waiting for backup. Keywords being supposed to.

"Calm down Nightingale, we aren't going in yet. I just want to get some photos for documentation while we wait."

Everybody knew Nightingale; Nightwings equally charming and possibly more flexible sidekick. You were generally polite (as much as you could be while kicking ass), a fan favorite when it came to small children and frenemies with most of the female villains. In the first few weeks of actually fighting criminals, you would genuinely apologize if you felt you had hurt someone too badly. You had witty comments in the hundreds and fighting skills that made the most elegant of ballet dancers look like ducklings!

You try to grab his arm as he jumps, but he evades you and hops onto the next beam. You hiss more curses under your breath. If he wasn't careful, you were going to get caught, and some of the guys down there had guns. You can dodge pretty damn well, but you aren't superman or made of kevlar! You hop after him, keeping an eye out for anyone who's supposed to be guarding or paying attention. Luckily for the both of you, they were either plain lazy or never looked up.

Unluckily for you, Damian was a bit too determined to do something while he waited. He already had over 20 pictures at this point, but he wanted to get deeper into the warehouse and collect more evidence. At this point, all you could do was follow him and pull him back into the shadows whenever you felt you were about to be found out. Unfortunately, Damian was getting better at dodging you whenever you tried to get him back into the unlit areas of the beams.