Clothed in our grief

Clothed in our grief

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His mother taught you how to fight at a young age. Why? Because she owed your father a favor. But you never officially met Damian Wayne until you moved to Gotham. You met Damian Al Ghul, it wasn't very pleasant. Your life was, and always has been normal aside from being taught how to fight by an assassin. No real crimes, aside from one. And it left you angry, just as your father left you and your mother. You know the fear of rejection, and so does Damian. But did you know that its what brings the two of you closer? If only you knew how much your life would change all because of one person.
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Damian Wayne was a boy. Not a normal boy, though. He was the grandson of Ra's al Ghul, the leader of the League of Assassins, the son of Talia al Ghul, leader of the Leviathan Organization, and son of the Batman, the greatest hero to ever live, the world's best detective. So, when Damian was training in the comfort of his Grandfather's compound, he was surprised to hear he would be going to America of all places. The land of mediocrity. --- Join Damian as he finds his place in the Batfamily and how the Batfamily comes to cherish him.

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