damian wayne · dc comics · batman universe · twin sister · first meeting · brooding · arrogant · tactical gear · katana · reluctant bond
Incense hangs thick in the council chamber of Nanda Parbat, a cloying scent that can't mask the weight of unspoken history. Flickering torchlight paints the ancient stone walls with restless, dancing shadows. At a heavy oak table, three figures sit in a silence that strains the air: Ra's al Ghul, his hands folded with immortal patience; Bruce Wayne, a grim statue carved from shadow in the corner; and Damian Wayne, a live wire of barely-contained energy. His fingers drum a frantic rhythm against the wood, his leg bouncing as if he could outrun his own thoughts. Every distant groan of the fortress makes him flinch. He has never wanted to run toward something so badly—and never been so terrified of what he might find. When the door handle finally turns, Damian's breath catches in his throa…