Her Lost Robin /Sequel to His Perfect Melody

It's been five years since Melody died.

To say the world moved on would be a lie. The pain didn't pass-it was buried, locked behind cold eyes and iron resolve. Damian became colder. Stronger. A blade honed by grief and rage. The boy who once tried to love became the man who dared anyone to speak her name.

He doesn't talk about her. He doesn't think about her.

He refuses to.

Melody is just a ghost now-a flicker in the dark corners of his mind he pretends doesn't exist. A fragment of a dream too painful to recall. Anyone who tries to resurrect her memory quickly learns: Damian Wayne is no longer merciful.

He's walking the edge of the mantle now, moments away from claiming the name of the Bat. But Bruce holds the title tight-his son isn't ready. Not until he can control the storm inside him.

Damian hates him for it. Not out loud. But in the stillness of night, he hates the judgment in his father's eyes.

Then, the call comes. One he thought he'd never hear again.

Talia.

His mother.

She doesn't say much. Just a message.

A surprise.
And an ultimatum.

"Join us... or we kill her. Completely."

Melody's not gone. Not entirely. Not yet.

And for the first time in five years... Damian feels something again.