Damian stared at the father he met only two days ago. He was currently wearing his batsuit.

"So when do I get to go on patrol with you?" Damian asked blankly.

"I work alone," Bruce said changing back into his civilian clothing, "I think your mom made a huge mistake I don't know how to raise kids"

"Mother says she sent me to help you" Damian stated "and I'm not a kid"

"How did you even find the Batcave?" Bruce asked curiously.

"Oh please, I was raised by the League of Assassins" Damian pointed out as if that explained everything "Also I'm the grandson of the demon's head so there is no reason I can't come on patrol with you"

"The answer is still no" Bruce groaned rolling his eyes 'are all kids as annoying as this one'

After months of the Kid sneaking out

"Fine," Bruce said pinching the bridge of his nose "but you need a costume"

"Already taken care of" Damian nodded running upstairs seconds later he came back down wearing a red Keikogi with dark brown pants and a light brown cape.

"You look like a bird" Bruce mused "We should call you Robin"

"Like the tiny bird not" Damian glared at him but the name was kept and eventually an R symbol was added to the costume.

Time skip a few years
"I could have handled that myself" Damian snapped.

"Damian You almost cost the mission because of your stupid pride" Bruce yelled behind him.

"I wonder where he gets that from," Alfred said walking into the room carrying a tray of cookies.

"You don't trust me enough" Damian glared "I could get more respect anywhere else"

"No one is keeping you here" Bruce opened the door.

"Fine" Damian snapped walking out. Bruce stared in shock, his only son was gone.

Days later
Tim Drake pulled out his camera to take a quick picture of Batman standing on top of the police station. He noticed that a figure was missing. Where was Robin? Or Damian Wayne as Tim had figured out both Robin and Batman's identities. He decided to do some snooping.

5 hours later
"Hello, ," Tim said in a shaky voice he was standing in front of the Batman. Bruce stared in shock.

"You know" Tim shook his head yes "Have you told anyone?"

"No sir" Tim felt his chest tighten up.

"Good" Bruce paused seeing that the boy wanted to ask something "Is there anything you want to know?"

"Where is Robin?" Tim asked curiously.

"I think you'd better get back to the party," Bruce said looking away. Tim hadn't set out to be Robin. He saw that Bruce was getting careless and taking way more injuries than he needed to, so he tried to get Bruce to make up with Damian. When that didn't work he started following Bruce.

One night Bruce got shot pretty badly and Tim came to his rescue applying first aid and helping him get back to the cave. After Alfred to care of Bruce he immediately took the kid home and told him to stop. But Tim being Tim refused to listen and no matter how hard Bruce tried the kid always managed to sneak out.

Eventually, Bruce gave in and told Tim if he was going to going to be out on the field he would have to train. Tim became Robin to help watch Bruce's back

Now let's see Damian's reaction
"You did what?!" Damian glared at his father "I'm the only son the one true Robin"

"You left the role" Bruce reminded him "You were the one who quit"

"I..."Damian felt his blood boil "So that gives you the right to replace me and with this idiot no less! I bet he dies before his first mission!"

"Damian" Bruce sent his son a glare. Tim couldn't believe it, his hero, the one he always looked up to had just said that.

"I trained my whole life for this" Tim felt anger and sadness course through him.

"He can handle it " Bruce yelled. As Tim stood there and watched

"I'm sorry!" Tim closed his eyes "I never meant to take your place but Batman needs a Robin! I'm sorry..." Tim's voice got softer. Damian sent Bruce one last glare before walking off. Not too long later Tim's parents were killed and Bruce took him in. At first, Tim and Damian were always fighting. Bruce feared walking into his house to find that one had killed the other but after a long and I stress the word long time they finally started getting somewhat along. They still argued a lot but no major injuries. They even started patrolling together making a completion of who could take at the most criminals.

Time skip
"I took down twice as many as you" Tim smirked.

"I took out the guys with guns" Damian pointed out.

"I'm the smarter son" Tim pointed to his head.

"I'm the blood son" Damian smirked very happy with himself.

"I'm the favorite son" Tim matched his tone. Bruce groaned.

"Robin, Nightwing shut up" Bruce made a mental note to himself 'Don't have any more kids' "Stop fighting each other and fight the bad guys" Damian rolled his eyes as Tim lowered his head.

"I'm sorry" Tim whispered apologizing over and over. Damian half laughed at his younger brother.

"Kiss up"Tim stuck his tongue out at Damian. Bruce put his hand on his head, he gave up.

"Boys I am at the point of handing you over to the Joker!" Damian smirked.

"Let's give him Drake as a present" Tim's eyes got big and full of fear. Damian suddenly felt a stab of guilt.

"No names on the field," Tim said in a shaky voice. Damian couldn't help but smile a little. Tim was always more worried about the job than his own well-being. He never admit out loud but he had grown attached to kids.

The last time Damian saw Tim
"So how are things with you and Starfire going?" Tim smirked at his older brother.

"What!?"Damian glared at him. Tim pointed to a picture of him kissing Starfire"How did you get that, You little imbecile?!"

"I have my ways" Tim smiled proudly "Who would have thought fire and Ice?"

"Whatever" Damian jumped onto his bike "I hope the Joker beats the heck out of you" and with that, he zoomed off.

Tim's death
"Let's make this quick okay sugar plum" What hurts more forehand or backhand" Tim's scream of pain made it impossible to hear the rest.

"...mhm" Tim mumbled the Joker bent down next to him.

"What's that Lamb Chop you're going to have to speak up I think you have a collapsed lung"

"..." Tim spat blood in Joker's face causing Joker to immediately slam his head into the ground.

"Well at least you have more manners than the first boy blunder maybe I should teach you a few things to keep you from following in his footsteps" He smirked "Nah I'm just going to keep hitting you with this crowbar"

After a while the Joker stopped hitting him and started towards the door "Do your homework and be in bed by ten and say hello to the big man" Tim stiffened noticing the bomb in the corner. He struggled to his feet only to fall back against the wall. He could defuse it so easily if his body would just cooperate.

'Tim why don't you take a rest' Bruce's words rang in his mind 'I don't think your fit to be Robin right now"

'He was right I'm not fit to be Robin' Tim sighed looking at the bomb, 70 seconds left 'Damian would have gotten free by now but I can't even lift my freaking arm, I failed how can I can I look them in the face after this'

"Beep" the timer now read eleven.

'Maybe I won't' Tim realized with dread. He was going to die alone complete failure just like his parents said, just like Damian said.

"Boom" Bruce searched the rubble finding Tim's limp body. He broke down right there, hugging the body of his youngest child 'How could this happen Tim was just a kid'

Damian learns of Tim's death
"Yes, Father what is it?" Damian snapped. He couldn't believe Bruce was calling him during a team meeting.

"It's Tim" Damian rolled his eyes Of course it was Tim that idiot always seemed to mess up.

"What did that imbecile do this time" Damian huffed not having the time for this.

"Tim's dead" Damian's eyes widened as the world around him went in slow motion. He tried to remember the last time he had a good time with Drake.

"No how could he die he was just a kid" Tears ran down his face. "No, he's my brother"Guilt hit Damian like a wave."It's just a nightmare"

"Damian I'm sorry" Bruce didn't know what to say. "He went after the Joker and-" Damian dropped the phone this was all his fault.

"I killed him" Damian felt himself shake "No I never wanted this" For the first time in forever Damian felt alone in the world.

"It's not your fault," Kori said hugging him tightly as he broke down.

Tim's grave
"I'm so sorry" Damian placed a Batarang on Tim's grave "I was never a good brother I always hated your guts"

"Damian?" Kori walked up next to him "He would have loved it, he always knew you cared for him"

"Thanks, Beloved" Damian smiled sadly "I never called him by his name" Damian looked down.

"I'm sure wherever he is he can hear you" Damian turned to Tim's grave.

"Tim you were a great little brother I'm sorry... You were smart, kind, and a better Robin than me" Damian took a breath "I'm sorry this world was a nightmare you had to face alone"