Damian was out patrolling Gotham with his children. He studied their every move, all their flaws, all their techniques, making sure they did not use the same move over and over again.

His future kids, one made from Cadmus, the other two were born....well naturally.  They were the ones who actually made him proud. Proud to be a young father. Who would've thought that world's biggest spoiled brat would one day grow up and reproduce?

He was watching the whole fight happening between his two eldest children and street thugs from the rooftops, ready to strike if anything goes wrong.

The youngest son Dante was growing impatience watching his siblings fighting.
"Father. Please? I want to help."
"No. You're not ready."
"But father, I want to make you proud of me."
"Quiet now. I'm studying your brother and sister in combat."
"But father-"
"I said quiet!" The young assassin whisper yelled. "Go run to your mother if you cannot shut up."
Dante ripped off his mask. "What is the point of being here if you won't let me battle? You told Junior to train me and he did. I'm ready father."
"Quiet." He opened his mouth to speak again when the fight was over.
Later
"Well done! Well done! I'm proud of you Morgan." Damian voiced with proud and joy. Hardly ever smiled, today he was grinning. Hell must be frozen today.

"Thank you father." The 16 year old girl smiled with her brown eyes glowing.
"And I father?" The eldest son grinned from ear to ear with an evil smirk.
"Perfect my son. Your mother would have been proud." Damian pat his shoulder
"..What about me father?" Dante spoke up.
Damian stared at the young boy, as the boy's brown eyes filled with hope and acceptance from his father.
"-tt- Next time I said be quiet, be quiet. You will learn respect."
"I do respect you father."
"Then do as I say. "
Dante stared his father with annoyance. "When was the last time Grandfather told you to stay put-"
"-tt- This isn't about me! It's about you not following my specific directions. Who knows what could have happened?"
"I don't care father. I can handle myself."
"-tt- Watch your tone."
"-tt- No father. I'm tired of you always complementing Junior and Morgan and ignoring my presence. I am your son."
"-tt- You may have my DNA flowing through you, but you will never be a Wayne."
"-tt- Uncle Dane was a better father than you!"
"-tt- If you like him so much, then go! Be his son! But if you leave this manor, don't return."
"-tt- Just because you have issues with your father doesn't mean you can take them out on your own son."
With that, Dante runs away from Gotham City on his father's motorcycle. Away from family, away from friends and his girlfriend. He left without a trace. As Dante was traveling the world on the motorcycle, He receives an incoming message from "Damian".

Dante,
This is your father Damian.......so I guess I should apologize for the way I treated you all these years. I am still learning how to separate being a father and handling my own problems. Maybe we could meet up at the oil rig off the Scottish coast tonight at eight and talk?

Man you pick weird places to repair families. Dante thought as he rode to the location.
He makes it to the building and searches the place before finding the entrance. "Father?" He continues searching the place until he heard footsteps behind him. He quickly grabbed his sword and turned around. His mouth dropped in shocked.
"Talia..What are you doing here?"
She smirked an evil smirk as she begun to walk around the young boy. "Oh did my son teach you anything? Never believe everything you see my handsome grandson."
"-tt- What do you want grandmother?"
"Well since your father won't return my calls, I guess we'll take his son instead."
With the snap of her fingers, Assassins suddenly surrounded him.  Dante jumped at one of them and kick his head. It seemed like the more he fought, the more that surrounded him. With slashes of their knives getting deeper into his skin, he slowly became weak and fell to the ground.
He was at his death bed. He knew that one more wrong move and he be dead. "I'm sorry father." Just when he was greeting death, he remembered back when he stole some mini bombs from when he was patrolling with his mother. He grabs his sword and takes on anyone who gets in his way. He jumps on one of the attackers and implants one of the bombs in the attackers' neck.
Just before the smoke emerged, he smirked at Talia and vanishes. He manages to escape in time from the explosions but due to his injuries his body forces him to stop right before making it to safety. He used his last couple of breaths to speak out this last sentence. "Mother protect Mandi and the family....." Before gravels and parts of the building fell upon him.

Back in Gotham, Nightwing and friends (Raven, Damian, Junior etc) traveled as fast as they can to reach Dante. In a matter of twenty more minutes, they made it to what looks like the end of the world. Damian felt a tear fall from his mask as guilt overcame him.
This is all my fault.
"Raven see if you find anything. Anything close to Dante."
Raven chanted a spell and begun to search for Dante...any life at all for that matter.
"Just drop me now so I can find my baby!"
"If you drop now, you'll die!"
"I don't care! If someone didn't drove my baby away from Gotham, he'd be with his mother."
"Kat, I'm sorry."
"Don't Kat me Damian. I can't even look at you right now. "

Raven tried to send Dante a message but his body was disconnected.
"Oh no..."
"What the hell you mean "oh no"?
"....I found him but he's disconnected."
"What do you mean he's disconnected?!"
"I can't reach his mind....we may be too late."
"....This is all your fault!"
Kat had tears in her eyes as she slapped Damian across his face.
"I should break your face."
Dane gave Damian the coldest death stare that even Todd couldn't do it.
Raven used her telekinesis and flew the plane to where Dante was before they have another dead body in their hands.
Mandi and Kat were the first ones off the plane followed by the rest of the crew. They ran until they found his body underneath the gravels and dust.

"We need to get him to the pit. Like now."
Nightwing and Damian ran to the pit carrying Dante. They dropped the lifeless body into the pit praying that they weren't too late.
The pit spit out a barley breathing Dante back out.
"Take him back to the cave. "
You couldn't see through his mask, but batman was scared but relieved that Dante was alive again.

Back at the Batcave
Damians Pov

I slowly opened the door and i immediately saw Dante lying on the hospital like bed and Mandi crying on his chest. I felt the pain in my throat and the tears building up in my eyes. Why? Why did I pushed him away?
"This is my fault."

Mandi looked up at me. She's never left his side since we got him back on the plane. She looked so tired. "What do we do now?"

I step closer to closer to her and wiped the remaining tears from her face.

"....We wait"