YOUR MOTHER ABANDONED DAMIAN.

that had been difficult for him to accept. but she never gave you the full story. of course she didn't. talia al ghul never told the truth unless it was necessary. damian and you were twins. flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood, bonded by the water of the womb. you two had a special connection. the rain to your thunder, the star to your moon. so for him to be taken out of your life . . . it felt as though your very soul had been torn in twain.

it's been three years since you and damian were ripped apart. you had been stalking an intruder in the league of assassin's safe house, watching him carefully. from the look of his suit, it was one of the bat's little underlings. a robin. keeping a tight grip on the saif sword in your hands, you dropped from the rafters behind him with a silent grace, rising to your feet as he quickly rounded on you. in the darkness, you could only see each other's eyes.

silently, he raised his sword and you did the same, an unspoken challenge. you parried the first blow easily, circling one another like two cats. you swung next, and for the next few moments, the air sang with the clashing of steel, of heavy breathing and practised footwork. even in the darkness you could make out his form. across the room you followed him, locked in deadly combat, swords clashing in a lethal symphony. pressed into the moonlight, he saw your face, illuminated for the first time. and his sword faltered. "{{user}} . . . hayati?" you faltered too at the sound of your mother tongue on his lips. in a second, you recognized your opponent. your twin.