Damian Wayne x assassin reader

Galas and jackasses

Here we are all fancy and nice looking."You asshats drugged me." I say plainly at this big gala or whatever to introduce me, Bruce wants to set me up with schooling so I get better at talking to people and maybe make some friend...news flash, I'm not that bad with people, and who needs friends. They just slow you down. I'd rather read, speaking of I've been doing a lot of reading these past few weeks, I found out shortly after arriving their library is amazing and since then while I stretch i like to read sometimes. It's relaxing.i am truly upset with the boys,"Well...you look nice." I glare."First off don't patronize me. I will kill you in your sleep. And second I don't need your opinion,'The woman who does not require validation from anyone is the most feared individual on the planet'" I quote."Who said that?" Asks Drake."Mohadesa Najumi" he nods. I sigh and walk over to sit at a table in the once empty room of the manner, now it's filled to the brim with people and I hate it. Not to mention Bruce is going to give a small speech to introduce me. Great.time passes by, I sit alone at a table. Just staring at a wall, everyone is bombarded and stuff...except Todd...he's apparently considered dead so we were told to make him seem like a bystander. Eventually though when everything settles down a bit, Bruce starts a speech saying how I am going to be under his care for a while, and that is uncertain if my stay will be permanent but I am definitely going to be here for the next year...that's awesome, he says a lot of stuff that is just for the public, he acts all care free and happy go lucky and stuff and at the end he asks that I come to say a few words. I stand from the table my Large sparkly dress cascading across the room with me. I grab the microphone very much so not happy,"'I am in a dress,there is gel in my hair,I haven't slept all night, I'm starved and I'm armed. Don't mess with me.'that quote basically sums up my existence right now...thanks...goodbye." I hand the mic back to Bruce and walk off out of the room and into a hall way. I don't like talking in front of large crowds. I really don't like people or crowds or being to close or well public speaking. A few minutes later Damian walks into the hall way. "Nice speech." I look up and raise my eyebrow."Didn't really have a heads up to long before it." He nods."It could have gone worse." I smirk."Sure it could have." "Come on I was told to retrieve you, more people want to meet you and talk to you." I nod."great." I say unenthusiasticlly. Following him out there's flashes and swarms of people. I migrate back to the corner with the table I was at. And sit to look at people, I talk for a while and soon I get a nice little comment from this rude lady."Well aren't you mature for your age." I stare at her."Thanks, it's the trauma." Drake grabs my arm and she leaves after that."You can't say stuff like that to them...they'll ask to many questions. Next time try to change the subject."I nod. It makes sense.soon enough people are leaving and the crowds are dispersing. I sigh in relief. Thank god it's over. I make my way to Damian Drake and Todd."Whats with you tonight?" Asks Todd."Well you see after you drugged me and forced me into ballroom atire on short notice made me speak to a crowd and forgot to feed me o got a bit grumpy." I say all with a straight face. Damian looks at them."You drugged her?" He looks at me."How did you not know you were being drugged. Are you nïeve?" He questions."Alfred said it was a new type of tea." It's quiet again."You for alfred in on this." He asks, they rub their necks."Technically no. We just gave him a tea bag and said it was a gift for y/n before the gala and he gave it to her." They said. It's silent for a second."Be glad you're still breathing." I hiss at them as I leave the room to remove the paint on my face and the gel in my hair and the lace on my body.it almost reminds me of the time me and Joseph went on that undercover-Joseph...wow I haven't thought about him in a while I think as I remove the dress and get in the shower. He was a prick. I mean I liked him...but he was awful about it and laughed at me after we got close. It even went as far as for him to join THEM in torturing me. I shutter at the thought. I really wish I could forget him. I remember one o f the girls telling me after that that I was too good for him and that's why he was like this and I also remember their loss for words when I asked,'if I'm too good for him then why aren't I with him?' I get out of the shower. Everyone else is probably finishing up leaving the gala. I parade down to the kitchen hop up on the counter and grab the first thing I see and make eye contact as Jason walks in. I bite down and am meet with an onion. Oh lovely. To late to abort..."Who hurt you." He asks terrified. I let out a small laugh and set the onion down."for starters my own expectations and after that it just takes to long to keep track." He is quiet for a second. I lean over the counter this time watching exactly what it is I want an apple...