Who: Nyssa and OPEN What: Nyssa's preparing for war Where: Somewhere in Russia When: April 13
Talia had made no small secret in gaining the Hand's support. Nyssa hadn't been so foolish to think that they could have resolved this peacefully. Nyssa had taken the League over and no doubt in Talia's eyes, perverted it given she had never been a favorite of Ra's. Her stepping aside for her sister would do little to quell this.
So Nyssa had returned to her home country of Russia to contemplate and plan. Specifically over her family's unmarked graves. Better to let the dead rest in peace than be used against her. She ignored the chill in the air, studying the stone. "Things aren't so simple now. I've taken over Father's organization. Something I swore I would never do. But I didn't have a choice. Father was too focused on making the Detective his heir. Talia's goals are the same. But ultimately she wants Damian to take on the role of the Demon. It is his birthrite, he is an al'Ghul. But I am the eldest of Ra's' children. Strictly speaking it is my role. I am an al'Ghul just as much as Talia but I was never given anything like she was."
She closed her eyes, forcing the anger away. "Perhaps I have been corrupted by becoming the Demon's Head. Power corrupts after all. And now that I have this role I don't want to give it up." She opened her eyes and stared at the horizon.