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Green. That is all I can see at the moment. The bright, blinding, light had encompassed the room, making everything shine with a green hue.
I bring my eyes to the source of the light.
A small ring. I know this type of ring, father and the rest of his family has worked with Green Lantern almost since the beginning of the Justice League.
I quickly stand up from my chair, moving towards the floating ring.
My movements are not my own as I feel a tug pulling at me to grab the power in front of me.
I shouldn't, I know that I am Robin, well at least I was for a time. I live in Gotham, and there is a famous, No Powers rule here. Father would not care that I am his son (Does he care about that anyway?) or that I have nowhere else to go (If I took it I would) he would kick me out of Gotham. Mother would know that I failed at fathers training. She would see that I am not worthy of the title of The Demons Heir.
But in the end would that not set me free. Free of the responsibilities of the league.
In my time in Gotham, under fathers watchful eye, I have had to hold myself back, Grayson has done his best to reteach me everything that I supposedly should have already learned. (If I was normal, a good person, a good brother) but I have been failing since father returned. Since Grayson abandoned me to go back to being Nightwing in Bludhaven.
Before I can truly think about it, I grab the ring and slide it on to my finger. A feeling of home that I had never felt before rushes into my body.
I did not notice my mouth quietly saying the words that I had memorized incase of an emergency, but I saw a green ring of light go over my eyes. I twist my head to look at my reflection.
My training clothes were gone from my body and replaced with the familiar Green Lantern uniform.
When I look at my reflection, I don’t see Robin, The Demon Heir, Demon brat, or any of the other names I have acquired over the years. For the first time, I saw myself. Just me, just Damian.