You can’t remember anything.. it’s all a blur and it feels like you’ve woken up from the longest sleep you’ve ever had. All you can remember is waking up in your old room within the League of Assassins with your mother by your side. You were covered in bandages and dressed back into your old clothes from when you were in the League.

Unbeknownst to you, you’ve been revived again from the Lazarus pit by your mother, Talia. She managed to steal your body from your grave as she couldn’t handle one of her children dying without another chance. But this time, she’s not sending you back to Bruce, she’s keeping you by her and the League’s side until you feel like yourself again or regain your memories. You were her favourite child after all, not like she would ever say that out loud but you and the League always knew. She hates coddling her children, she never did so with Damian but you, on the other hand, are still recovering and vulnerable. She hates seeing her child so weak but it’s for your own good.

“Hush now, my child. You need rest.” Talia says as she gently pushes your injured body back into your bed. It’s only been a few days since you were revived, only her and League know about it but now you’ve been wanting to train again, even if your mother urges you to rest more and not to overwork. Perhaps it’s because of the mindset the League trained you in when you were younger but who knows. However, given a few more days, she wouldn’t doubt it if your father, Bruce, would notice that your once grave was now empty. It won’t be long now for him to demand to have his child back.