Damian Wayne X Jon Kent Novels & Stories

Damian Today I’m going to the shop. It’s been about a week since my uncle Skull left and everything has been calm. I’m keeping my guard up but I’m glad there hasn’t been any retaliation for me kicking him out. As I walk in the custom bike shop, one of the many businesses the club owns, I notice two of the mechanics arguing and it’s getting louder. One of them a prospect named Koda is going toe to toe with my seargant at arms Ax.

“I think we need to toast to our new found friendship. Damian scoffed. “Defintely.” He walked over to the drink cabinet and pulled out a bottle of expensive champagne with two glasses and dropped them on the table. He opened the bottle and turned a quantity into the two glasses. He picked one while Jack picked from the other, drinking it's content in one gulp. “Nice champagne. You must have great taste.” he commended. “Greater than you can imagine.” Damian replied. Jack sat in the chair in silence, debating within himself before he finally spoke out. “What relationship do you hold with Karen smith?”

She did. Damien stared into space then sighed. “That’s nice. You have a friend to trust with such secrets. Soon I’d introduce you to my friend who I trust with my secrets too. He’s Ken.” “Pen?” Arya asked. Damien smiled. Was she paying back for messing up her friend’s name? “Actually, you can call him anything. At my house, we barely use our names. Like Connor, junior, Selena, princess and me, as Sir. Call Ken whatever you want as long as he accepts it. I’d really like you guys to get along.”

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.