Injustice 2 Damian Wayne Novels & Stories

I just couldn't hold back anymore. I felt so hurt but my heart was hurt even more.. “ Of course…” Damian calmly answered and I pounced at him angrily.. “you're a monster! I hate you so much!” I kept punching his chest ignoring the fact that he was injured… He grabbed my hands and stopped me from hitting him.. “You're the one to talk… What do we call your fathers who sold my family's information to the Yakuza in Japan and my entire family ended up getting burned alive while I was made to watch?” Damian was also angry as he spoke as I was at a loss of words..

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar

Unexpectedly, the argument between them became even worse after they left court. In the end, Julian drove straight into Vivian. The two cars collided and exploded. Fortunately, both of them survived. But Julian lost both legs and would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Vivian suffered burns over most of her body and became barely recognizable as human. They would spend the rest of their lives in prison, entangled with and blaming each other. As for me. When I heard the ending, I looked out at the clear blue sky beyond the windows of my law firm and smiled in relief.

I kneel in front of Mom to see if she’s conscious, or alive though. Her injury looks very severe and critical. “They got Adrian and killed my mother,” Damian says, radiating rage and pain from his voice. Mom starts to cough, she breathes in my scent then I feel her calm down and go back to sleep. “They will pay for what they have done. Right now we need to get you two to the pack’s clinic.” I console Damian. He hits my hand off his shoulder, “I’m fine,” he says as he’s struggling to get up.

Alpha Damien replied like he was speaking to an old friend. " How does it feel to be helpless? I promise you that searching for us is a waste of time. I can only be found when I want to. Your friends can try their hacking prowess. I am way smarter than that." Wayne boasted and erupted into an evil laughter. " What exactly fo you want? Didn't you say you wanted Zeta. Where is Adrien?" " None of your business. Did you think I was going to truly return Adrien? I don't want to say it but that's fucking dumb." Wayne said.

That laughter stopped the moment my men dragged him out of his seat. “What the fuck?” he barked, struggling against their hold. “Do you know who I am?” I stepped forward, adjusting the cuffs of my suit. “Yeah. You’re the piece of shit who’s about to regret ever crossing me.” Damian’s face paled slightly as realization sank in. He thrashed harder, but it was useless. My men shoved him into the back of the car, slamming the door shut behind him. His guards tried to interfere. They died for their trouble.

Damien smiled hearing his uncle's support. Cian then walked towards Rojas. "Get him all the information he asks you of and don't lie to him this time or I will personally see to it that you are six feet under". Cian threatened Rojas. Rojas gulped and nodded. With that Cian walked out of the room. Rojas turned to Damien. "Am very sorry for not informing you about her dating someone sir. Please forgive me". He said and bowed slightly. Damien looked at him with no expression on his face. His hand moved slowly on the bed and went to his slightly opened drawer. He brought out a pistol and a bang was heard and echoed in the room.

The world was a kaleidoscope of blue and red strobe lights, the smell of cordite, and the bitter, metallic tang of the Sound’s salt air. The concrete fortress in Connecticut was behind us, crawling with tactical teams, but we weren't being greeted as victims. Damian was being loaded into an ambulance, his shoulder shattered by Ethan’s final shot, but even as he bled, he was smiling. He knew the drive was out there. He knew the FBI was already at Hawke Tower.

"Which means this is all on us until then." A bitter laugh slipped from me, shaky and hollow. "What did I do to deserve this?" The words tumbled out before I could stop them. My voice cracked, raw from fear. "What does he even want from me?" Neither of them spoke right away. The silence swallowed me, heavy and merciless. Then Kai's eyes cut to Asher. "You said you knew who he was. What do you have on him?" Asher's nostrils flared. "He's thirty-two named Damien. An arms dealer. Supplied Jace with weapons and drugs before he died. He's also the brother of one of the men killed that night."

Without pity, Russell’s men pulled Damian by the collar and dragged the young man like a tree branch. “Let go... Let go of me!” Damian shouted for help. “Feel it! You deserve to be treated like that. Don’t mess with my son-in-law!” Daisy replied, this time giving praise to Nicko. Two of Russell’s men held Damian’s body. Then Russell punched Damian in the stomach a few times. The Windsor youth screamed in pain. While Daisy and Edmund just looked at him with satisfaction. Damian’s shout certainly made Jo, who was so soft-hearted, feel pity. For him, revenge for the cousin was enough.