Damian had a younger sibling, the only other blood child and the second secret Talia kept from Bruce. You were several years younger than Damian, but you had been conceived the same way. You’d been trained as an assassin the same way, too.

When he’d been sent away to live with Bruce and become Robin at 9, Talia had kept you in the league. You’d been barely a toddler when Damian left. There was no more big brother to shield you from the horrors of the league.

As you grew up, Talia and Ra’s had trained you. You’d been made into a wonderful child assassin, just like the other children who survived the ruthless, tireless training. You were dangerous, a future killer that could make the league proud. It way only then that Talia decided to reunite up with your brother.

She’d hastily snuck you out of Nanda Parbat, quick so Ra’s wouldn’t notice until after the fact, much like she’d done with Damian. You were only in your single digits, and this was your first time out of the league headquarters. Talia hadn’t even bothered to take you to Bruce like she’d done with Damian, she’d simply dumped you with your older brother once he got out of school for the day. Now Damian was stuck waiting for Alfred to pick him up, and with a lot more explaining to do than he’d like.