Summary: We all know Damian's Bruce Wayne's son, but what if he had a twin? And what if Bruce never knew that Damian had a twin, until The League of Assassins comes to Gotham?

The Wayne Twins

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Disclaimer: I do not own Batman or any DC characters

Prologue

"Mother, where are we going?" Damian asked as his mother led him towards a mansion. You are staying at this mansion with your father." Talia replied as she pushed open the gate. "Why am I staying with Father?" Damian asked while closing the gate. "My father wants to train you and your sister into his heirs. I will not allow him to decide the fate of my children. The only one who has that right is me, and I will not tolerate it him trying to take you." Talia said with narrowed eyes.

"Why is Christina not coming with me?" Damian asked. Anyone who didn't know Damian would say that he was acting as if he didn't care that his twin sister was not coming with, but Talia could see the feelings in his eyes. The hope that Ra's would leave him alone, sadness that Christina would not join him, and the fear of being somewhere he didn't know of.

"She is hiding elsewhere. You are to stay here, and do not tell your father of your twin. Is that made clear?" Talia asked looking down at Damian. "Yes, Mother." Damian said nodding. "Good." Talia said walking up to the door, and knocking. The door squeaked open, and the figure of Alfred walked into the doorway. His eyes widened when he saw Talia and Damian, and said, "I will get Master Bruce. Do come in."

The two stepped into the mansion's lobby as Alfred went to find Bruce. A few minutes later, Bruce walked in. Talia stood from her seat, and looked straight at Bruce. "He's your son, your problem." She said, and left calmly. Bruce looked at Damian, studying him. Damian did the same with Bruce. "What's your name?" Bruce asked. "Damian Al Ghul Wayne."

"Alfred, prepare Damian a room. Tell Dick to meet me here." Bruce said looking up from Damian to Alfred. "Very well, Master Bruce." Alfred said leaving the room. Damian thought of what his mother told him before he was left with Father. He wouldn't tell him of Christina, but he wouldn't like living without his twin. They were twins, even if he didn't like Christina all that much. Christina was still his sister, and no matter what -

He would never like being without his twin. And by extension, he wouldn't like it here.

I know it's a crappy prologue. I promise I'm going to do better on the story. Review!