Misconceptions, Miscommunication, and Misinformation Pt39
Inspired by @ozmav Maribat AU
Damian just scowled at the creature. They knew far more than they should if all they could feel was the residue from the pits. It wasn’t something he was willing to ask about in front of either girl though. Not until he had a better understanding of what the hell was going on. Honestly how had he even gotten sucked into this mess?
Diana. The name filtered into his head and he suddenly had a very good idea for who to blame for this situation. He looked back at the Kwami almost dreading what it would say.
“You wouldn’t happen to know Wonder Woman would you?” Tikki just looked confused. “She’s an Amazon.” He saw excitement flash in their eyes. Yeah that’s what he thought.
“Hippolyta was one of my former wielders.” Son of a… she knew exactly what was going on and hadn’t bothered to explain it to any of them. The question was why? The Mayor of Paris asked the Justice League for help, but Ladybug didn’t. Why? He considered the unique nature of Hawkmoths powers. He considered how most of the members of the Justice League would react to finding out that he tends to target kids and teenagers. Okay, so maybe there was a good reason for caution. However, that being the case, they should definitely have sent someone other than him.
He looked up at the confused faces around him and tried to decide what he should do. He’d have to tell Marinette who he was, that or bring someone else in to talk to her as a hero. There was no way she wouldn’t figure out who Robin was after spending so much time with him as Damian. Marinette seemed to sense both his need to talk to her and his hesitancy to do so.
“I’m going to go talk to my parents and see if you can both spend the night. This is a lot to deal with and I’ll feel better if you’re both here.” From anyone else that would sound like an accusation, like she needed to keep an eye on them. But when she said it, it just sounded like she wanted their company. After she disappeared through the hatch he couldn’t ignore Chloe glaring at him.
“What?” That was all it took for her to explode.
“What do you mean what? Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Let’s forget for a moment the consequences of your stupidity and just focus on your actions. You had no right to refuse to leave when she told you to. What gives you the nerve to impose on people with absolutely no respect for their wishes or privacy? You’re living in Adrien’s house so I know you understand what it’s like having no privacy. What kind of person are you that you would impose that feeling on someone else?”
He wanted to respond. No even to defend himself because he wasn’t sure he could, just to lash out. He hadn’t asked for any of this. A voice in the back of his head that sounded suspiciously like Alfred felt the need to chime in. Marinette didn’t ask to deal with you either.
“Chloe.” The both started at Tikki’s voice. “He was wrong but focusing on that right now isn’t productive. Though I hope you will think about your actions more carefully in the future.” He was being scolded by a harpy and tiny, red, floating creature. How did this become his life? Bruce was going to get an earful when he got back.
“It’s not like you left when she asked either.” He muttered it under his breath but Chloe still heard him and there was pure murder on her face.
“Only because I thought she might need help with you. The last thing I was going to do was leave her alone with someone who so obviously cares about nothing but themselves.” So she had a semi valid point. He wasn’t about to admit it. Luckily Marinette choose that moment to reappear. She frowned at the tension in the room, but closed and locked the hatch behind her.
“Chloe, I brought an old friend to say hello.” Damian was just confused as she pulled a hair comb out of her pocket but Chloe gasped and he could see tears in her eyes. Why would anyone react that way to some trinket? The second Chloe touched it there was a blinding flash and he cursed while covering his eyes.
“My Queen!” The voice was in the same register as Tikki and he groaned. Well that made more sense.
“Pollen it’s so good to see you!” Now her voice was in that register, great. Marinette tugged on his arm and gestured to the skylight. Oh thank god. He climbed up after her but Tikki stayed in the room below. Marinette just stood there studying him. It was… uncomfortable.
“Why would you bring up the Justice League?” He blinked at her.
“I didn’t.” She just rolled her eyes.
“I’m not stupid Damian. You died and were brought back to life. I don’t know when but I do know you’re the same age and physical type as the current Robin, who also died and came back. You brought up Wonder Woman for no discernible reason, but the way you said it says you’re familiar with her, more than just by reputation. I need to know if the Justice League is planning something because even if Chat were reliable I very much doubt we’d do much against an Akumatized Superman.”
Damian just started at her. How did she put that together so fast when she had no idea who Hawkmoth was? He remembered what Tikki said about the Miraculous hiding identities and figured it had to be the only reason. Marinette was far more intelligent and far more dangerous than he thought. He really had underestimated her.
“The Mayor contacted the Justice League.” May as well rip off the bandaid. “No one took it seriously except Wonder Woman. At her urging I was sent to check on the situation. Nothing has been planned beyond that to my knowledge.” She frowned in thought and he took the time to study her. He thought about Alfred telling him that everyone choose their own battles and suddenly her’s made a lot more sense. She couldn’t waste time or energy fighting Lila as Marinette because she had far bigger things to worry about. He felt a burning in his chest but couldn’t understand what it meant. Marinette’s annoyed sigh brought him back to the current problem.
“I need to speak with them, not in Paris. I need to make sure none of the rest come here.”
