"I thought you've changed," those were the words that broke the peace of the Wayne's weekly family dinner. Every head turned towards the dinning room's door. There stood an angry Dick, the cold-intesne kind of anger he had not felt since his parents had died. "How could you?"
"Chum, I don't understand," Bruce spoke up, feeling choked up. "What did I do..."
"Do not call me that!" Dick shouted, startling everyone. "Do not call me that," he repeated, this time much calmer, but somehow the tone scared everyone more. "Only a father deserves to call me that... and you are no father."
"Master Richard!" Alfred scolded his grandson, after seeing the broken and sad expression on his son's face. "You cannot talk to your father like that!"
"I can!" Dick snapped at him. This time really worrying his family. No one ever snaps at Alfred. "No father would ever make plans to contain his own son!"
That shut everyone up. Looks of various degrees of horror and betrayal adorned the Wayne siblings faces, as they slowly turned to a very guilty Bruce Wayne.
"Shit! You really fucking did that!" Jason cursed, staring at his father as he had never seen him before.
"You said that it did not matter what blood runs through our veins!" Mara accused him.
"You liar! You promised!" Alec seethed, glaring at him with hate.
"Why?" Cass signed, showing her betrayal.
"Because I am too dangerous," Damian answered softly, making everyone turned to him in disbelief. But Damian's eyes were only for his father, who was looking at Damian with an expression that begged forgiveness. "Because my powers will grow. Powers that surprasses Superman and have no known weakness, as kryptonite is for Kyrptonians. Because I can defeat you all in matters of minutes, that is if I do not go straight for the kill. Then you would all be dead in seconds. Because the only ones that can stop me are: one, related to me and want me as their heir. Two, part of my league and out of the control or influence of Batman. Aren't I right baba?"
Bruce flinched at how softspoken his son called him father. Because at the moment he did not feel worthy of the title... he did not know that he'll ever feel truly worth of it again.
"That does not mean he can do this to you! How could he betray you like this? You who is always willing to help and heal other!" Tim exploded.
Everyone looked surprised by his explosive anger, anger that surprassed Dick's.
Well, everyone but Damian. Damian who knew where all this anger came from.
"You should know why," Damian replied, smirking sardonically at him. "You think the most similar to him out of all us. I am quite sure that you've thought about it too... and felt very guilty about it afterwards. I destroyed the Reach's army because the Grey Lantern Force took control of me. A force I've quite stubbornly refused refused to train. What will happen when someone who is not so willing to respect my wishes takes control of me? You've all seen how much chaos and destruction a controlled Superman can do. Do you really wish to see what I can do when my powers are being used for evil? I can tell you already it won't be pretty."
"How can you be so calm Baby Bat?" Dick asked him, calmer this time.
"Did you really think you were the first one to find those plans?" Damian snorted humourlessly. A broken sound left Bruce's throat, as everyone stared at Damian in horror and sadness. "I can understand it... it does not mean that I like it. But I do understand it. I made my peace with it."
"How?" Alec and Mara turned to their akhi, begging for an answer.
An answer that can allow them to keep their duties of protecting Damian and allow them to keep their image of their baba intact.
"By understanding that the one who made those plans was not my baba," Damian sighed. "It was Batman. Batman always needs to keep control of everything and he does not trust anyone. There was a time when the line between those two had almost disappeared."
"How are so sure that the two of them are so different?" Jason frowned, confused.
"They are," Damian assured him. "While, Batman will use those plans because he sees me as a danger to contain. Baba will use them to protect me from anyone... even myself." Damian smiled at his father, as everyone stared in silenced- awed by his maturity and with a lot to think about. "At the end of the day, baba always wins over Batman. He just needs us to us to remind him, from time to time, that he is much more than just Batman."
"I'm sorry," Bruce lowered his head in shame.
"I know," Damian told him softly.
What else could be said?
