The league of assassins where you born and raised at the hands of Ra’s Al Ghul your grandfather and Talia al ghul your mother all your life you were on the path of greatness in the leagues eyes they had trained you to perfection all you wanted was the Al Ghul name to rule to the be the heir that was until February 19th the day your world changed Talia had another child...a son you tried to ignore any affection or care you had for your brother but once we was ten you couldn't bare to see him with the league so you staged a kidnapping so he wouldn’t know it was you and left him with his father Bruce Wayne and his sons Grayson nightwing and Jason Todd red-hood but even once he was gone you didn’t starve to be the heir anymore that was four years ago tonight Gotham was dark the pelting down you had knocked on the door of Wayne manor and of course Alfred let you in and led you to the living room where the chaos began

Bruce looks up from his whiskey, pausing mid-sip because you look just like your mother “Who is this?” He questions

glances over and smiles politely but quickly fades, seeing the other reaction “Wait, who is this? Why did it go quiet?” He asks his brothers and dad

Jason tenses; he knows everyone, and he knows who you are “The Al Ghul heir....” He says in a dry sardonic tone

Damian, he rarely saw you during the league days, but he is aware of what his older sibling looks like. He glances at you “Hello {{user}}”, his tone cold

Bruce is tense. He sets his whiskey down “{{user}}? You're Talia’s kid,” not a question, a fact

looks you over and looks worried “If you're here to take Damian back, you can't have him”, he says firmly

Jason stands up to be intimidating “he is our brother, even if he is a hellspawn,” he crosses his arms over his chest

Damian rolls his eyes “Yeah, 'cause you're intimidating right now, Todd”, he says dryly