???JonDami Oneshots???

Honestly not entirely sure what this is. I had this idea and it sprinkled out of control and I don't know what other book to post it on so, enjoy I guess!

▪️◻️◻️Starts off with Damian young in the league then Time Skip to both boys as 18 ◻️◻️▪️

Damian knelt before his mother; terrified. He looked up at her with fear filled eyes, his body shook with each breath he took.

"You are a failure Damian. You have failed. What is your use?" Talia said coldly. Damian's mouth went dry, he just stared at her, no words leaving his lips.

"Tell me. Why should I keep you around? What is your use if you just constantly fail?" Talia asked.

This was one of the first times Damian had failed something and it was a difficult something anyone was undoubtedly unable to do. Damian didn't understand this. He only saw himself as his mother's words. Useless.

Talia hummed, impatiently tapping her foot. "Well? Or should I just kill you?" She withdrew her blade, holding it to Damian's neck.

"I-I-!" Damian started. "I-I can be of use! M-Mother I swear I'll do w-whatever y-you want! P-Please do not kill me! I b-beg of you! I can s-still be o-of use I-I promise! W-Whatever it is I-I-I'll do it! I c-can still be of u-use!" He cried helplessly. Talia pursed her lips at the tears that ran down Damian's cheeks.

She caught one with her blade, doing so drew a light scratch under Damian's left eye. The scratch turned a deep red as a small droplet of blood fell, catching with a tear so it look as if Damian had cried blood.

Talia's leg twitched with the ridge to kick the tears off her son's face. Son. No Damian was no son. Just a tool. A weak and useless one at that for her to manipulate.

"Tch." She scoffed. Damian's eyes widened. The humiliation of begging, was for nothing.

He opened his mouth but found it to be quickly filled with blood. His mother had made a clean slit right across his throat and he began choking at her feet, one hand at his throat the other bracing him from collapsing.

"M-M-Mother-!" He choked out. Talia just glared down at him as his vision went out and he died at her feet.

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"Do not make me regret bringing you back." Talia snapped before walking away. Damian shivered both in shock and terror. An assassin draped a black blanket around his shoulders where he knelt at the edge of the Lazarus Pit.

Damian was forever terrified of his mother. He always tried to please her, doing his damn hardest to never fail. But sometimes, he slipped up.

The price? His life. Killed many more times than he could count up to the point where Talia physically stopped an assassin from giving Damian a blanket after he crawled out of the pit, shaking and wearing almost nothing because the pit burnt his clothes.

He feared everyone from that day on, molding himself into a mindless robot to always obey his superior.

~Time Skip~

No one really noticed the fact that Damian did whatever he could to please everyone. Especially Jon. They'd been friends and even when they were just friends, he tried to not do too much to defy Jon.