Damian's peaceful cooking night gets interrupted by the last group he expected
Damian's First Bite Is Interrupted
Damian had just taken his second heaven-level bite of his new dish…
when his phone buzzed on the counter.
He frowned.
Almost no one had this number.
He wiped his hands, picked up the phone, and answered with mild annoyance.
"Who is it?"
A familiar calm-yet-deadly voice replied:
"Damian. I require immediate sanctuary."
Lady Shiva.
Damian froze mid-breath.
"…Shiva?"
"Yes. And before you object — I am not alone."
He straightened.
His eyes narrowed.
"Who's with you?"
"Two Justice League members… and a queen."
Damian blinked.
"What?"
Shiva continued in her usual unbothered tone:
"Green Lantern. Flash. And the client we're protecting — Queen Mera of Atlantis."
Damian leaned against the counter.
"So you're telling me you want to bring three high-profile individuals…
to my safe house…
in Jump City?"
Shiva replied simply:
"Yes."
He exhaled hard.
"…How did you even get my number?"
"I am Lady Shiva," she said. "And you are my… hm… favorite apprentice of Talia."
That sounded dangerously close to affection.
Damian pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Fine. But you can't come to my real home."
"Of course," Shiva replied. "We will meet at your mortal residence."
Damian paused.
"My what?"
"Your apartment," Shiva clarified. "The one you use as cover."
Right.
That tiny, half-furnished apartment he used as a decoy.
Nothing of value there.
"Fine. I'll meet you there in 10 minutes."
He hung up.
Then he looked back at his perfect dish.
"…I'll finish this later."
He grabbed his jacket, opened the dimensional door, stepped back into Jump City…
and locked the dimension behind him.
The Apartment Meeting
Damian arrived first.
The place was small, clean, and almost empty — the perfect "normal teenager hiding from attention" cover.
Three minutes later, the door knocked.
He opened it to see:
Lady Shiva, calm and composed
Green Lantern (Hal Jordan), floating slightly for dramatic effect
Flash (Barry Allen), vibrating impatiently
Queen Mera, elegant and deadly even in civilian clothes
Damian stared.
Flash did a double take.
"Uh… Shiva, this is a kid."
Shiva answered calmly:
"He is more dangerous than any of you."
Hal tilted his head.
Mera's eyes focused sharply.
Damian sighed.
"Come in."
The Situation Explained
Once inside, Flash zipped around the apartment.
"Wow, you really live like a ninja, huh? No posters, no snacks, no couch—"
Damian glared.
Flash froze.
"…I'll sit now."
Green Lantern crossed his arms.
"Shiva said you offer guaranteed safety. How? You look about—what, fourteen?"
"Twelve," Damian corrected.
Hal choked.
Barry coughed.
Mera raised an eyebrow.
Shiva only smirked.
"He is the deadliest twelve-year-old alive."
Damian rubbed his temples.
"Why do people keep saying that?"