The next day the child woke up in an unfamiliar place. Then he checked his wounds. To be met with a surprise when said wounds are wrapped and healed already.

Then he heard the door open. To reveal a woman wearing an apron. He glared at her. To his surprise it didn't faze her at all. Instead he is met with a kind smile that sends an unflavorful taste down his throat.

They stared at each other. The air around them only grew tense as they were studying each other. The room remained silent for a few moments.

Deciding that the air was growing too tense to the woman's liking. She told him that breakfast is ready and that to the right of him, there is a change of clothes.

She then closed the door. He looked to his right to see that she was telling the truth and that a change of clothes was next to him. He then decided that sitting in this bed isn't going to do much for him. So he escaped the bed and changed into the clothes the lady got him.

When he's satisfied, he left the room. The smell of food reached his nose. His stomach grumbled. So he decided to follow the smell to a dining area. Where a plate of croissants was on the table, along with a woman eating a croissant with a cup of coffee.

He was still cautious, but he took a seat at the table and grabbed a croissant. He studied it, ensuring the women in front of him didn't put anything funny in it.

She noticed this and told him that the croissants are just normal and had nothing funny. Except for the chocolate and that they are vegan to have more health benefits. But in all nothing was suspicious inside.

He was still cautious, but he took a bite of the food. His serious face lessened but still stern nonetheless.

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Mari just looked at the boy, noticing the slight smile formed on his face. Not noticeable to the untrained eye, but to Marinette she at least noticed it. She just chose not to comment on it.

Once she finished eating her croissant. She took a sip from her coffee. She then looked at the boy that was finishing his croissant. The air around them grew tense again.

Deciding to lessen the tense air around them. She started small talk with him. Starting with his name and hobbies. He didn't reply to them. But he perked up at the mention of fighting.

That was a start, thought Marinette. Silence ran around the room again. Mari decided to tell him about her. Like for starters. Her name, her hobbies, and that she was traveling the world. Again the room was silent.

"Why are you traveling around the world?" Asked the boy. Marinette was caught off guard by his answer and choked on her coffee. After her coughing, she composed herself. She looked at the boy that was staring at her.

"I can tell you if you at least tell me your name," replied Marinette as she looked at him. He scrunched up his nose debating whether or not to tell her his real name or to give her a fake name. Telling her a fake name didn't feel ideal and it is against his teachings to say his real name.

"Damian," he replied. She was pleased with his answer, but Mari still wanted to know his full name. She isn't going to push it seeing as she wanted to gain his trust before moving down that road.

"I am traveling the globe to find my true self," replied Mari. Seeing as Damian is still suspicious of her. She asked him why he was at the temple in the first place. This didn't really affect Damian, but there was a slight twitch on his face that Marinette took a mental note.

The room was silent yet again. The two stared at each other. Marinette, looked at his eyes specifically. She noticed that his eyes look more mature than his age and that they hold serious pain in them. Damian's eyes also had a demanding look.

Deciding that they aren't getting anywhere, Mari called out to her dog. Her dog came walking to her with a wagging tail. Said dog is a shepherd. That was once a happy and outgoing dog, but was abandoned due to her original owner abusing the poor girl.

Mari gave her cuddles and introduced her to Damian. Marinette also noticed a tiny sparkle in his eyes. Maybe he is an animal lover, thought Marinette.

To test that theory she asked Damian if he wanted to pet her. And he was hesitant. Her dog gave a questioning look towards the boy, before cautiously walking regarding him and waited for Damian to pet her. He just gave a look at the dog, but hesitantly started to pet her on the head. While slowly eased up as time passed.

"Her name is Lily," stated Marinette as she watched Damian petting her dog. He gave a look at Lily and stopped petting her. She just licked his face in return. He made a cowl as he looked at the happy dog. Marinette just giggled at the two.

"You know ever since I rescued her, she has blocked others. And whenever she meets someone new, she just barks at them," said Marinette as she walked to go grab another cup of coffee. "You are the first person, other than me that Lily has trusted you know," finished Marinette as she was drinking her new cup of coffee. Damian glanced at Lily, to then be met with another lick to the face.

"T-t," sounded Damian as he looked the other way while crossing his arms over his chest. But he was met with another lick to the face. He turned his head to look at the dog again. This time he was met with puppy dog eyes staring directly through his skull. Lily silently begged for more pets on the head by Damian. Marinette let out another giggle as she watched the two have a staring contest.

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"What do you mean the just Pits suddenly disappeared!?" yelled Talia al Ghul. Currently she is standing next to a gaping hole in the ground.

"I don't know! For a moment I was walking down the halls for normal patrol of the area. Then I noticed this area didn't feel right. So, I came in here to then be met with a hole in the ground with the Lazarus pit missing!" said a random assassin that was currently patrolling the area. Talia was going to retaliate, then she was told that Damian is missing.

This only grew more anger in Talia as she raced back to the torture chamber that she used to punish her son. When she entered the room, her son was nowhere to be seen in sight. And the chains that once stood on the wall is nowhere to be seen.

She continued to look around the room. To then find a strand of black hair on the floor. When she spotted the piece of hair, she bent down to pick it up. Upon closer inspection. It is a long piece of black hair.

"Someone test this the original owner!" ordered Talia. She then glared at the wall where her son was once located.

Exiting the room she marched down the halls. Barking orders to find the one responsible for her son's disappearance. And to find the culprit behind the pit incident. She swore that she will bring her son back here, whether she had to force him or not.