Damian Wayne And Jon Kent Novels & Stories

she spoke up suddenly, voice steady, “how do you even know Kael?” Kieran looked at her in the mirror, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. “He’s our best friend,” Soren answered with a smile. “The only one who never turned on us when our parents died. People avoided us back then but Kael stayed.” Kieran nodded. “He’s Elder Damian’s son, remember?” Lena blinked. Elder Damian. Her mind flipped through the faces of the council, landing on one sharp and cold and unforgettable. Damian — the Elder who had suggested Luna’s trial, the most cruel and wicked of them all, a man whose eyes were made of ice.

How the hell was he going to save Luna all the pain he was trying to mete out to her on purpose? Maybe involving a third party would make him calm down. The Elders? Roy shook his head. They wouldn't want to go against him. Damien's words often overruled theirs. Mark. Roy mused. Even though he and Mark rarely got along, he seemed like the better candidate. He was Damien's friend, and he was the only one who could speak to Damien and stand by his words even when Damien was furious. Besides, he was the one who gave the suggestion about Emberlynn's pack.

‘Which way? When they were a safe distance away and out of earshot, Damian turned his attention back to her father. Turned to have a conversation that was long overdue. Finally he had the power he’d wished he’d had as a child and he used it now, feeling a rush of grim satisfaction as Leonidas’s security team melted into the background, not wanting to get between the two men. ‘You and I have things to discuss.’

… As the doctor rushed to the ER with the stretcher cart, Damon yelled at those in the way, "Get out of the way!" Waylon was wearing an oxygen mask, and his face was filled with blood. The door to the ER slammed shut, and the red light came on. Damon punched the wall in anger, and the others who came after him stopped in their tracks, their faces full of shock. One of them came forward and asked, “How is Master Wayne?” Damon replied dejectedly. “I was too late. Master Wayne is seriously injured.”

"Damien, what are you doing? we had a deal?" "Yes, we did, that was until Jackson died, now I will let you chose two but one have to die, I need you to understand that even though we had an alliance for a couple of days that I still mean war, I do agree with Jackson, the humans are weak, why should we be hiding from them, they should be hiding from us, they only cause destruction, its time they know who really have power here," Damien said as he walked and stood next to my family, how does he expect me to chose, I cant do that, my mate, my dad and my trusted friend, no I wont choice.