Injustice 2 Damian Wayne Novels & Stories

… 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.”

Damian had only one arm left. Blood was gurgling out of his wound and staining the ground on his feet with red. At a distance not far away, Gerald’s face was fully written with shock as he said excitedly, “He’s a pre-celestial fighter who can condense his energy… Yet he can’t even take one punch from Dr. Yarde…” It was only now he realized how much he had underestimated Kayson. Damian controlled his energy around his body and stopped the bleeding.

Raining punches down on him. “You. Piece. Of. Shit! You still used her blood even though you had it stored. I’ll fucking kill you Damien.” Hands grab me up and off him. I shove Alix away as I look at Damien. His face is bloody but healing. He cracks his jaw back into place. I point at him over Alix’s shoulder. “You are a fucking disgrace. Get Jake to arrange it all to be brought here in the next 24 hours or I will kill you Damien Carius and I’ll burn your pack to the damn ground.” I roar out as he jumps in freight.

” Trayton ~”Boss? Jackson ~”Get used to it, they won't call you anything else, it is a sign of respect.” Trayton ~”Hey Gunner.” Jackson ~”Then this is Damian. He is the one with the brains, he protects you and looks after you and Ava, and he does anything you tell him to do. He runs things when you can't.” Damian ~”How is it boss?” Trayton ~”Great thanks Damian.” Jackson ~”I would give you a third one but you got Dominic.”

The doctor thought about it, “it’s unlikely, but perhaps if Damian would get in regular fights. But they’re usually different. He didn’t defend himself or the wounds and scarring would have been in different locations, like his arms.” I already knew that these fucking wounds had been inflicted by that fucker Alpha Arthur. But I needed to let Damian tell that story. For now I was just telling the judges the damn facts. The judges were Osiris, Lily, Riker, Jara and Prisha. She would represent the humans, she had been here the longest. Well, I had been here the longest, but I couldn’t fucking be a judge and a lawyer. I was already juggling enough fucking jobs as is. Next up was Kane. I didn’t k

“I want the plans to start taking effect. I thought Jake would be eager enough to strike already. Was I wrong? Does he not care about being the best anymore? Has his pride healed?” “I doubt it…” Damion picked up a paper from the desk. “He’s too arrogant to ever give up on such a dream. He will strike, and soon. And then he’ll come here, holding that redhead as hostage to hurt you. He’ll stand right behind the borders with a couple of his tropes like you predicted, and he’ll demand a rematch. We just have to be patient, he’s perfecting his plan, so even if water spills in the wrong direction, he won’t shrivel up like a piece of paper.” “I know that, but I still think something is off. He’s th

Mr Jones Vones had twisted it as they fought and he was sure it might have been broken. "My real name is Damian. Damian Rawl and I'm sure you never knew that because you weren't my family. That's one things about family, they know you before anyone else does. I wonder how I forgot that and wanted to take revenge on the only family I had left. Anyway" he shook his wrist as he took his stance, "I'm not letting him or his family get hurt again. If you want to get to him, you have to go through me!" Damian nodded as he banged his chest. He smiled as he used his hands to gesture Mr Jones Vones to come to him. Jones Vones laughed as he watched Damian act tough. He might have been the boy's family

“Will you tell me what happened to Damian now?’ Gwen asked softly. I nodded. Of course. I will tell her. That was the reason why I flew in a Roadster. I wanted to let her know. And if she was willing, I wanted to bring her to Greece. The doctors taking care of Damian said that surrounding him with people he cared about might help. And so, I made a decision to fetch Gwen. I had not realized that the initiative was timely. I made a call, and it turned out well because if I hadn't, I wouldn’t have intercepted Liam Boyd and Monique from framing Gwen and putting her behind bars. With the help of Fredrick, we were able to neutralize them, even the police officers who used to stage their plan. “He

came the equally thunderous response from his audience. “Good! Now get your asses back to work!” He ordered. After they left, Baines turned to see one person had stayed behind. It was the dead cop's partner, Damian Wayde. Damian was tall with tanned skin that was a result of staying outdoors most of the time, and a barely receding hairline of curly hair that was one of the most remarkable things about him.

Rose came back and stood on her previous position like she didn't moved an inch from there. Damian took out his gun from his waistband and pointed towards Johnathan... "Please don't kill me, I am sorry, it won't happen again Mr. Knight, please..." He pleaded but everyone standing there knows that begging won't do anything, Damian is heartless and he never shows mercy on people who disrespects him... "I don't like when someone touches what's mine..." Damian made him kneel in front of him and shot straight in between his eyes... No one dared to utter a word, two men came and took his deadbody with them...