Hello, everyone! :) I just have to make an introduction.
I adore Damian, because of the movies, so I just had the urge to write a story about him.
I hope you enjoy this as far as it gets. Do leave a review and tell me what you think. ;)
Chapter 1:
"Please, don't hurt my family…" a man, around his thirties, begged.
"Should've thought of that before you decided to turn your back on us!" the killer shouted.
The slash of the sword and the man's last grunt were heard. Blood splashed all over the floor of the living room. Two dead bodies laid there, a man and a woman. The killers did not know of another presence which was inside the chimney. After a few hours of hiding there, she crawled out. Her legs and arms were worn out from holding herself up inside the chimney far too long.
"Mom…Dad…" she bit her lower lip, "I'll find whoever is responsible for this…"
Her eyes were indeed swollen and the upper part of her blouse were soaked with her tears. She heard the front door creaked opened. She hid behind the sofa. The sound of footsteps were getting louder and louder until it stopped.
"Hmm…? You don't need to hide…" a somewhat unfamiliar voice said to her.
"How did you know I was hiding?" the girl said, popping her head from behind the sofa.
She gulped at the person she was talking too. A person, respected by millions of people, roams the city at night, the Batman. She stood up straight but didn't look at him.
Staring at the dead bodies, he asked, "Care to tell me what happened?"
She bit her lower lip before staring at the dead bodies of her parents. She held her hands together, refusing to talk.
"How did you survive?" he asked another question.
She glanced up at him, before pointing at the chimney. That explained why she was covered in soot.
"I see… I will find the ones who killed your parents," Batman promised.
She nodded, holding in her tears. Batman stared at her for mere seconds. She had orange knee-length hair and brown eyes. A very good body figure for her age, which explains how she managed to hide so well inside the chimney and how they didn't notice her. She blinked as he stared at her.
"Hmmm…" he hummed.
"Welcome back, Sir," Alfred, his friend, as referred by Batman, greeted him as usual.
Batman got out of his Batmobile with Daphne, the girl from before. She opened up enough to tell Batman her name, but that was all. The girl bowed to Alfred.
"And who is this, Sir?" the man asked.
"Daphne, she'll be staying with us," Batman explained.
"Clearly, you're not going to make her the next Batgirl, are you, Sir?" Alfred asked, observing Daphne.
"No, I couldn't leave her in the mansion with two dead bodies. Those killers will search for her once they found out…" Batman explained.
"And you…took her in?" Alfred asked, raising his brow at the man in front of him.
Daphne didn't say anything. She looked away, avoiding their eyes when they looked at her. Batman nodded to Alfred's question.
"Prepare a room for her. I'll need her to stay with us for a while. I promised I'd find her parents' killers," Batman requested.
"As you wish, Sir. This way, Miss Daphne…" Alfred said.
Daphne bowed to the Batman, who had taken his mask off. She rushed to follow Alfred. They exited the Batcave and into the mansion. Alfred only explained the places they were passing by. She saw the living room, the dining room, a place which looked like a library to her and soon, they reached the bedroom prepared for her.
"I hope this is comfortable enough for you," Alfred said.
Daphne nodded. "Thank you," was all she replied.
"Would you like anything to eat?" he asked.
Shaking her head, she replied, "I want to sleep. Please, leave me alone. Thank you again."
In another part of the city, a twelve-year-old girl slammed her room door, anger filled her. She flipped her hair and huffed. She made her way to a certain room where her so-called Boss resides.
"So, you killed all of her family members?" a voice from the darkness asked his underlings.
"Yes…as she had asked," one, out of five of them, answered.
"They didn't kill all…" the girl's voice was heard from across the corridor.
She stepped into the room where they were discussing. The underlings kneeled as she was a respected guest. The man turned around to face her. He smirked at her. She crossed her arms and smirked too. Her expression changed when she saw his face.
"You look a bit wounded. What happened? Did the infiltration fail?" the twelve-year-old girl asked.
"It is not an infiltration…and no, we managed to kill Ra's as I had expected from me," he replied, rather proud of himself.
"Well, I congratulate you for that, but they failed to kill all of my family members as I wanted them. My sister is still out there," the girl replied, angry.
"B-But, there were only a man and a woman when we ambushed the mansion! There was no other girl!"
"Hush!" the man behind the desk shouted at them. "Punish them the way you want. We will find your precious little sister, Delphinium."
Delphinium glared at the men before turning back to her Boss. "We can start with the school she and I go to. I'm sure she would be there."
"Are you certain? Her parents were just killed. What makes you think she'd be there right after her parents' death?" the man asked her.
"Oh,…she's my sister. I know her," Delphinium muttered, exiting the room.