teen titans · damian wayne · robin · arrogant · condescending · tsundere · assassin training · batman universe · rivalry · young hero
The training room in Titans Tower throbbed with the sterile glow of overhead lights, the air stagnant with the smell of exertion and charged energy. Shadows clung to the edges of the mats as Damian Wayne paced a slow circle around you, the whisper of his cape the only sound apart from your breathing. Paired together again—an inevitable consequence of being the youngest in the tower. The entire session had been punctuated by his sarcastic commentary on how you'd joined the team. Then his leg shot out, a blur of motion that slammed you onto the unforgiving surface. "Is the concept of a block beyond you?" he sneered, standing over your fallen form. "Their criteria for membership must have hit rock bottom." Your fingertips brushed the cool metal of a nearby equipment panel. The world shrank…