Damian's Education
Damian's Brothers
Chapter 5 Damian’s Brothers
As his father ordered Damian returned to his own room; two doors and about 15 feet down the corridor from Tim’s door, although of course, he resented it with every fiber of his being. It wasn’t his fault if Drake was stupid enough to be fornicating with the alien half-breed under their father’s nose. Tim was the one who should be chastised, not him!
However, once he got over his initial anger, he decided father would be more even-handed than that. Moving over to his desk, he entered in a password that was unknown to anyone not even father. He accessed the bugs he had planted in Drake’s room, but no one was in there; then Damian remembered that father had ordered Tim and the Kryptonian half-breed down to the cave. There was no espionage of any kind possible down there. The combined resources of the CIA, British MI-6 and Russian Intelligence (the former KGB) couldn’t crack Batman’s security. God knows that they tried, and usually ended up getting thoroughly spanked every time. Damian’s faced cracked into a tight wolfish smile, ‘Idiots,’ he thought to himself.
But up here in the mansion, it was possible in a limited fashion. When he first came here, he secretly bugged Drake’s room to find something, anything to use against him. Of course, Tim eventually found them; he was far from the idiot Damian initially took him for.
He would destroy Damian’s listening devices and plant his own. He didn’t trust the little “demon-boy” for a second. Damian of course eventually found Tim's bugs and destroyed them.
But that was then, now he and Tim had developed a grudging respect and eventual affection of a sort for one another. This had become a sort of competition between them and a brotherly bond (after a fashion)
It took a long time to admit it but Drake, that is Tim; Richard and Jason were also sons of Bruce Wayne, biological or not.
That’s why he couldn’t understand this; if Drake had to form a relationship with another male, why did it have to be that hulking, unpredictable half-kryptonian imbecile.
Damian couldn’t really understand the reason anyone formed such bonds, beyond the need to procreate, which made this all the more inexplicable. Drake and Kent were both male; to say nothing of the fact that they weren’t even technically the same species.
It was confusing, and there was one thing Damian hated more than losing a fight and it was being confused.
Just then Titus’s ears perked up and he growled low and threateningly; then he abruptly stopped he recognized whoever was approaching.
Damian listened at his door and heard the ceiling hatch opening into the hallway from the attic. Father had placed a hidden entrance on the roof that couldn’t be seen from the street to give them covert access to the mansion that didn’t depend on coming in through the cave.
“Ya wanted me ta stop the asshole, and I stopped ‘im, what’s the big deal,” Jason’s raspy drawl asked.
“The deal is stopping him doesn’t mean knocking his teeth down his throat!” Dick hissed back.
Damian didn’t know why but hearing his two oldest brothers arguing in the hall, brought the stresses he was feeling from the odd events of the night crashing down on top of him and he did something he hadn’t done since he was an infant. Damian Al’Ghul-Wayne cried.
Dick and Jason hearing extraordinary sound from behind Damian’s door, knocked and their teary eyed little brother answered.
He didn’t know why but he jumped into Dick’s arms, “Little-D, what’s wrong, buddy?”
Like a dam bursting, the youngest Wayne boy blurted out the whole story; being confused, wanting to talk to Tim of all people, discovering him with Conner Kent, everything.
Dick Grayson and Jason Todd stared at each other and then down at Damian in complete disbelief.