#cassandra wayne

The past few days have been intense. Damian didn't question his father anymore, in fact he decided to take matters into his own hands. He couldn't possibly demand assistance from the one that had sent you away in the first place, it was naive of him to think he could. So instead he looked for you everywhere, any sign of you sent him a loophole, it is too hard to look for clues without alerting the family, tho he was sure they already knew.

It was after taking advantage of his father's absence that he got to go through whatever he was keeping to himself.

“Serene, mental wellness camp” 

The words stared back at him, mocking. The teen couldn't quite comprehend, he got it you lost Todd and it was affected by it, but how sending you further from the family could make you feel better? Tsk, it feels like father just wanted to get rid of her…

Searching for the place, Damian found the small farm in the outskirts of Gotham, bordering Metropolis. The place held almost only positive reviews, but one pattern caught his attention.

“I spent 5 months there. The staff are so considerate which made my stay really pleasant.”

“One year connecting with nature, out of Gotham's constant trouble, made my mind and heart more at ease. It won't be easy to get out of this safe haven and come back to the city, but im sure ill be going as a new person.”

“4 months…”, “ 7 months…”

The ward had a 12 month maximum of stay and yet his sister had been gone for five years. Did Bruce use his influence to guarantee a longer stay? Is his sister still there? Damian closed the laptop and soon enough found himself wandering through the manors corridor, looking for Tim.

“You!”- Speeding his footsteps to reach his brother, the older one was already sensing trouble.- “I request your help.”

“Does it involve Y/N?”- Tim asked and when the youngest nodded, he sighed.- “Then no.”

“Why Drake? Don't you know how important that is?

“Let it go, Dames. B doesn't want us to meddle.”

“Listen, just this time. I just need you to look through this camp father put her in, once we see that everything is okay, then I won't bother you anymore.”

Tim rubbed his eyelids and motioned his hand, singing for Damian to follow him. The two boys followed to the cave and in a matter of minutes, Drake was hacking into the camp security cam. The farm seemed normal, just a few people here and there, feeding some animals, others reading and yet, not a sight of their sister.

“Do you know what she looks like? I can't find her.”

Before the youngest could answer, another voice interrupted. 

“Long black hair, bright eyes.”

“Fuck, Jason. Why do you always have to appear out of nowhere?!”

He didn't answer, his eyes glued to the footage, scanning and eventually knitting his brows.

“She’s not there.”- His hands came to the table, fingertips whitening with the strength of his hold.

“What do you mean, Ahki? That's where father sent her.”

Not even waiting for any explanation, Tim opened another file, this time it was a list of members of the farm. From staff to visitants, all of the names were there, except yours.

“Looking at the past five years' worth of information, it never once showed Y/N.”- Tim said, eyes still glued to the screen.- “It's like she never even set foot in this place to begin with.”

The realization made Jason's heart sink. What did Bruce do? If she had never been there, then where the hell could she be now? Did she change names? Did she move cities? Fuck, is she even alive? It is not like she had anything to live for.

“Damian, call Alfred now.”

The youngest nodded and went on his way to find the butler. Which, although he had an idea on what this was about, still descended through to the cave with a confused expression.

“Alfie, Where is she?”- The urgency in Jason's voice brought the older man even more confusion.

“What do you mean, Master Jason? Miss Y/N is at the wellness camp.”  

“She isn't, Alfie. Look at this.”- Tim pointed at the files and after reading through them, Alfred's face grew pale.

With trembling hands, the older man supported himself in the wall. Was that the reason his many letters were never answered?! God, his chest felt tight. Adding to the already chaos that started to ensue, Bruce entered the cave, already noticing the heavy atmosphere. He barely had time to ask what that was about, when Todd's fist connected with his face.

“What did you do to her?”- His son's rushed words almost weren't filtered in his ears.

Her? Y/N… She is the only one who could make Jason act this way.

Being held back by his brothers, he seemed almost feral. Alfred used this time of distraction to fill his master with what's been going on. Bruce's eyes seemed ready to fall from his skull,

His daughter… His baby… Where is she?

He had no time to be spiraling into his thoughts with Jason's voice filling his eardrums again.

“Fuck, i cant count on you. Not even once, not even with her…”- His son voice came out trembling with pain.- “Why her, dad?”

Dad… he called me dad again, but how come I can be happy when he looks at me with this kind of eyes? Eyes that denounce my failure once more…

“Y’know what?! Fuck this, I’ll find her myself.”- The man stormed off the cave, heavy steps doing barely to cease his anger.- “Don’t worry babybird, I’ll find my way to you. I always did and I’ll always do.”

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