We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something something that will. ☯

Everyone in Gotham City has heard of Nightwing, Batman's protege, but no one has ever heard of his sister. Ashley Grayson was thirty-two hours old when they took her from the hospital. Where her parents, and her brother where told that she had died. While her grieving family moved on with life, Ashley was raised in a mountain lair by the man known as Ra's Al Ghul. After saving his daughter from the Chinese government, she was adopted by the king of Assassins as his own. Living and training under him as his protege and most skilled warrior. After a series of events send her heartbroken and reeling to Gotham City, Ashley begins a life of petty crime to pay for her food. When she comes face to face with a stranger that looks nearly identical to her, her world flips.

"Lexi..."' he started. "I have to know. Do you want to be with me anymore?" "I-" I cut myself off. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to say "I love you more than my own life! I want that more than anything." Because it's the truth. But I was afraid. I couldn't. He groaned, standing up and pacing up and down the isle. He looked so stressed, so upset. I stood up and placed a hand on his chest, stopping him in his tracks. "Fine. Tell me this." He sighed, looking me in the eyes. "Do you love me?" I didn't have to hesitate for that one. "Of course I do. But-" He grabbed my upper arm, making me stop."That's all that I needed to hear." --------------------------------------------------------------------- It's been over two years since Lexi left me. Two years since I last saw her face, heard her laugh. Now, with my back up against the wall and the Team falling apart, I know that I need her. I know that I need to call in my favor. But can I put aside my feelings for her to save the world? Will I have to? I told her that I loved her, and she said that she loved me too, but then she left. But she promised. Promised that one day we could be together again. I swore to myself that I'd make her mine again. And I'm sure going to try.