Damian and Jason al Ghul grew up in isolation away from the rest of the world, the only company they had was each other and occasionally their mother, Talia. They believed their father to be dead, their mother had always told them so, and why should they question her? She is their mother, after all. Everything was fine until the day Talia's life of crime caught up to her, forcing her two sons to be sent to live with their very much alive father and the siblings they never knew they had. What could possibly go wrong?

Jason Todd had always wanted to prove himself, to Dick, to Bruce, to the Titans, to himself, was always trying to be the best. Look where it got him. Chained to the ceiling and held captive by a psychopath with anger issues, who seemed to have a vendetta against the Titans. Dick Grayson had sworn to protect those who could not protect themselves, Jason Todd included. And now the new Robin was gone, kidnapped because of something Dick had done five years ago, and he'd do anything to get his replacemt back, even if it meant surrendering to Deathstroke the Terminator. ______ Titans season 2 AU, starting with 02x05, in which Jason doesn't fall and Deathstroke ends up with more birds than he anticipated.

Gotham has calm down for a bit. Damian Wayne has accepted his brothers, and Tim Drake has not given up on coffee. Meanwhile, Dick Grayson has been assigned to take care of his brothers while Bruce Wayne and Alfred Pennyworth are out. Jason Todd has finally accepted himself to be with his family, but he sees something that reminds him that he was a black sheep of the family after all. The story is connected to Batman and Robin (2012) vol. 2 number 10, well only the beginning. The artworks in this fanfic are not mine. I do not own DC or any of their characters in this story. This is my first fanfic story, so please enjoy.