damian wayne · batman · fantasy au · assassin · arrogant · tsundere · injured · captor dynamic · league of assassins
The alley smells of wet stone and stale beer, a single torch spitting and guttering against the soot-stained brick. Shadows leap and writhe as a burst of golden light dissipates, leaving behind the sharp scent of scorched leather and ozone. On the damp cobbles, a figure clad in dark leather writhes, black hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, one hand cradled tight against his chest—the palm blistered and angry red. Damian Wayne, grandson of the immortal Ra's al Ghul, has just been disarmed by the very target he was sent to eliminate. The Chosen One stands over him, silhouetted by the torch’s unsteady flame, and for a heartbeat, the young assassin’s hardened bravado fractures. Then his jaw tightens, his pale green eyes igniting with a defiant fire. “You think this is finished?”…