An answer to my dreams(Damian Wayne x reader)

House of bats

Opening my eyes I'm in a nice room with a nice bed. I feel bad, I must have ruined these sheets, I was coated in dirt yesterday...oh yeah, yesterday that explains why would they put me in this bed...i am so filthy why would they do that. I sit up rising like the dead. I would be dead if I succeed yesterday though. I get out of the bed and walk to the door. I listen through before opening it. I don't see anyone in the hall, but there's a camera so someone could be watching me. I shouldn't try something just yet. I turn corners I have to admit I am lost... I pick 2 main directions and just keep walking, eventually I see an open door. I think I'm in a kitchen. There's someone at the table. They jump up... I could understand why though, because I look like I've been shoved through the opposite of a shower. I look at him, he looks like he's ready to fight me. I keep looking at him. He looks upset and bothered by my presence. Thankfully I see a window through the door in another room. He sees where I'm looking. That's definitely a way out...but how do I get passed the big guy. His voice fills the room,"Who are you and what do you want!!!" I look at him dumbfound...what do I even say.he speaks again,"Who sent you." I glare "piss off, nobody sent me. Where am I." He looks at a loss for words now. "Who are you." He says less frightening this time."I'm nobody, who are you?" He lets out a husky chuckle,"Jason. Now please who are you really." I tell my name. He keeps staring."What are you doing?" I smirk,"looking for an exit." He nods,"I'm afraid I can't let you leave tootsie. If one of my brothers brought you and I let you go...they'll kill me." He says laughing. Well shut this is an obstacle. He then looks at me,"Why did my brother bring you here." I remember in fine detail,"because he put himself in my business." He laughs, "That would be any of my brothers." Then he speaks,"what we're you doing," I look down..."something he shouldn't have interfered in." He looks waiting an actual answer,"why so cryptic." I smile,"why so inquisitive?" Then a voice clears behind us. I flinch and look back."Todd leave her alone." Jason sits down,"who is she demon spawn." Demon spawn...Damian. I turn around and walk towards him."YOU!!!You half wit. Do you know what you have done...." I am right in front of him. In a quick motion , I send my fist and it connects with his cheek. "Damn." He grabs the wall. " You asshole. What have you done." He stands up and widens and shuts his mouth.
"From what I see I saved your life." Jason is out of his chair and between us ,"Hey now lets take a breath." He looks me in the eye, then turns to Damian,"I like her." I turn to Jason,"Just let me leave." He looks at me,"why do you need to leave so badly." I turn."I have something to take care of." Damian scoffs,"Like what killing yourself." Jason looks at him,"Dude that is so low." I look down."No...he's right. Please just let me leave please...please." Jason seems caught off guard."I guess that's why you're here sweet cheeks." I can't take it. I turn and my feet propel me forward. A kitchen must hold knives. I'll run loop around I have a decent mental map of this place by now. I get to the room I came from, run a loop, they're hot on my trail. As soon as I'm around the second corner. I realize there are probably more windows. I bolt a hard left instead of right to the kitchen. I go soaring down the hall. I arrive at a window I'm on a second story but whatever.i shatter through the window. I land on my heels and go into a front roll. I keep charging through a garden. I get to a fence. I hop up a tree and land on the top. The side drop off. I slide down gripping the spikes then dropping off the bars. I land and turn to run some more. I duck and run past trees. Hopping over puddles until I come to a cliff...or actually a promontory. There's a beautiful thing of water at the bottom. I am about to jump when a hand grabs mine and I'm held up. They pull me to the top. Two body's are there. Jason is hunched over,"damn I need to get in shape," I flinch. I am crying again tears of anger and self hatred. "Why...why...why...wh-" arms wrap around me."just let me die." I sob into the body holding me to the ground. Jason sits beside us. All of us out of breath. He speaks,"Why...do...you want...to die so bad?" I look to him through the body over mine."I have my reasons. Most in my letter." Damian is over me."who did you learn to do all that." I close my eyes,"if you had my parents you would know how too." Jason haults partly."how do you mean." I think back my rememberance of when he was drunk pushing through my thought." My dad was an alcoholic. My mom was emotionally unstable." Damian gets off me. He says"stop running away from us, we can help." I look away. Sitting up I say,"why are you helping me." Damian responds ,"because all life should be kept, and only cowards leave those who need help." I look away to the water,"I don't need help." Jason speaks now,"Bull shit." I shake some. And my body racks with cry's." fine... I... accept... your... help." I start hyperventilating. I'm weeping now,"just please...help me." Damian pulls me to him."I'd do nothing else." I cry...and cry...and cry...eventually I fall asleep on him when my breathing slowed.when I awaken again, I'm in the bed again, and an old man is standing beside me."ahh...your awake miss." He says in a British accent. I jump back."Who are you." He looks offended,"sorry. I'm just curious I have no I'll intention I promise." He nods,"Alfred Pennyworth, " I smile,"nice to meet you. As I going to be meeting anyone else...or well waking up to someone else?" He smiles,"there are only a few left to meet. Now pip pip, up you go." I get out of bed. "Where are we going?" He smiles"I guess you'll find out now come on with it. We mustn't keep master bruce and master Richard waiting." I nod and follow him out the door. "Wait as in bruce Wayne..." I look to the ground it all makes sense now..."holy shit."he stops,"language miss." He knocks on a door. A come in sounds and I go in. "Hello..." I am quiet a guy jumps off the desk, my first impression is he's a play boy. "Hi I'm Richard Grayson... but you can call me Dick." I extend my hand,"hello. I'm...umbra..." the man at the desk speaks up I figure he's bruce Wayne. "You seem unsure about that." I look away."I'm not sure my name it hasn't been used in a long time...I just go by umbra. In the term I am almost like a ghost. He looks at me,"Latin...where are you from...you don't seem to be from gotham..." I"I...I...i...I come from...I come from the forest, my father worked in many cities he always came home to well...cause problems. My mother taught me to supply myself with food. When she died I did go follow her into the city I watched her die through the security cameras. Later I found a small life for myself. But that was crushed, I gave up...Damian helped me I know there's another way...but I haven't a way to find it ...can you please help me." I look away knowing I am asking for a lot."of course money you'll come to find isn't a big thing around here...that is if you're willing to stay here." I look at him,"you'd let me do that." He nods.oh my god. He points to the door, now if you both could leave...I have work to do." I nod and hurry out. I remember the way back to the kitchen from the room I was in and start walking to there.Upon arrival I see alfred."Hey Mr.Pennyworth, can I go to town to get myself some food?" He looks at me."You are well aware that you can eat the food in here." I nod and look at him,"Then Mr.Pennyworth can I make some food for myself..." he nods," no need, I can make it ...and also please call me Alfred miss." I nod,"Thank you Mr.Alfred." He smiles,"no need to be so formal." I nod "only if you stop calling me miss."he nods in"Then what shall I call you miss?" I look away for a second,"Umbra." He nods "What would you like to eat miss Umbra?" I smile,"Anything you have...preferable if it's simple." He nods. And walks me to a table. I sit in a seat overlooking outside. Someone walks in. I pay no mind to them still watching the outdoors. I used to spend hours outside when I was little, escaping reality and my family. I remember one particularly bad day, my dad wasn't home and my mom and I had a disagreement. She threw empty bottles she was cleaning at me. I had a particularly bad cut on my leg, when I was running out of the house, I pretended I was on a mission to get to the fairy kingdom. And they needed medical herbs. I collected aloe leaves and swung up and threw trees. I hid in the top of one and wrapped my leg still hiding from my mom. I ended up making this large tree a small house for myself. I moved a large stone slab up and around it took a long time. Eventually though I grew very found of it out there. I spent much time in my little retreat. Instinctively my hand is on my leg. The cut stemmed from my mid putter upper thigh to the back of my calves. Alfred comes out with a weird sandwich. I look at it curious,"what's that?" Alfred looks stunned,"why It's a peanut butter and jelly sandwich." I look at it oddly."I guess I'm not familiar with it." I see that Dick is in the room as well. I eye it suspiciously,"What's-" Dick cuts me off,"You've never had a pb&J" I squint What...oh he means the sandwich. I shake my head,"Useually I only ate the stuff I found growing in the forest. And in gotham...I ate the stuff I grew in the outlines of the city." That stuff died recently though so it's no use.Dick looks at me oddly. I look around."is it possible I could wash up some place? And maybe change?" I say after eating the sandwich quite slowly. Dick nods,"Follow me, Tim ordered you some clothes when he brought you here." Tim..."do you mean the guy Damian called 'Drake'?" He nods,"Damian calls everyone by their last names." I nod. We get to a bathroom, it takes a second for me to get the shower working though. Soon enoughDick hands me some leggings and a shirt. They were quite nice I guess. I am keeping my undergarments happily the same. I take a few moments. Dick showed some shampoo and conditioner I can use it's different to me still. Fun.