They waited until nightfall and Damian was sitting on the edge of a rooftop. He sighed softly as he watched his feet dangle. His spandex leggings were ripped and torn and he had blood on his face.

He had tried to fight one of his grandfather's guards. It didn't go well... he wanted to prove he was strong enough on his own, to be able to gain his freedom... he didn't tell them why.

Sadness pricked at his heart and he wanted to escape that endless maze. It wasn't fair. He just... he wanted to be normal...

"Damian..."

Damian gasped and jumped quickly up and pinned the other to the ground, a knife in his hand. His eyes widened, "Jon...?"

"Hi! Uh... are you okay?" Jon looked at Damian with worry written all over his face.

"It's nothing... just- why are you here?" Damian asked, eyes narrowed.

"Wow, you're right! He's super adorable!" A very loud and peppy voice mused.

Damian turned and looked at the Nightwing, "Who are you?!"

"Me? I'm you're older brother! Dick Grayson-Wayne! Nice to meet you!" Nightwing introduced.

"Older... brother?" Damian looked shocked and he then immediately looked angry, "I don't have siblings."

"Oh you do, three to be exact, plus my fiancé." Dick stated with a smile.

"I've never heard of this- who's your father, then?!" Damian asked with a growl.

"Bruce Wayne, you know, like yours."

Damian looked hurt, "Heh... I see... he wanted you... but not me." He mumbled lowly, his shoulders slacking.

Dick sighed softly and walked over to Damian, pulling him into a tight hug. The younger boy struggled at first, but then relented and melted into his hug and teared up, trying not to cry was something he was normally good at... but he felt so warm and safe in his arms.

"I'm so sorry, Damian... he didn't know how to handle having a biological son... he didn't want you hurt..." Dick explained, keeping his voice soft and steady.

Jon watched the two brothers with a smile on his face. It was a heartwarming sight, especially since Damian was anything but violent at that moment.

Damian slowly brought his arms up and wrapped them around Dick, he let himself be vulnerable.

Soon after that emotional moment happened, the three boys sat on the rooftop eating fast food, Damian eating only vegan yogurt. He enjoy the soy and vanilla tase.

Dick cooed over Damian and so did Jon, making the young assassin flush red in embarrassment.

"So, Dami, will you stay with me?" Dick asked, "and become good..?"

Damian sighed and put down his yogurt. He bit his lip, "I am... I looked the way I did because I tried to leave... I-I wasn't strong enough to win my freedom." He confessed.

Jon's eyes widened and Dick frowned, "Then I'll just 'kidnap' you, that work?" He suggested with a grin.

Damian snorted, "That wouldn't work.." he grumbled as he ate the rest of his yogurt.

"What if you run away..?" Jon spoke up, gently holding Damian's hand, "You can stay with me or with Dick... they won't hurt you anymore."

Damian felt like he was choking on air as his hand was being help but he couldn't reply.

Thankfully, Dick did, "Hey, why don't you live with me. I got a spare room and Jamie would absolutely love you. He's always wanted to spoil someone."

"He..? That's a relief..." Damian mumbled that part to himself before looking at Dick, "Okay... I'll stay with you... but they mustn't know I'm there... you'll be hurt if they find out."

"I promise.."

"Me too!"