Damian Wayne oneshots

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Damian Wayne had a secret.
Damian Wayne had powers.
But he didn't tell anyone about, too scared that his father would exile him from Gotham City because he knew how much his father hated metahumans.
And sure, Duke was a metahuman.
And his father didn't exile him, but he was the only exception to that rule.
He was sure that his father would never let him stay in Gotham if he knew Damian had powers.
But Damian also knew that secrets couldn't be hidden forever.
Someone would get suspicious on how healed so fast, or how when he got too angry he seemed to be a touch psychotic.

You may wonder, how did Damian get his powers?

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As you all may know, his grandfather was Ra's Al Ghul, and his mother Talia Al Ghul.
What you didn't know, however, is that his grandfather had the Lazarus Pit's toxic water running in his veins.
And he could control it.
He could choose, when he wanted accelerated healing, when he wanted super strength.
But he could not control the insanity the Pit had inflicted on him.
He didn't seem like the Joker, with maniacal laughter and a desire to inflict pain on anyone and everyone.
But he was insane.

And so was his daughter.
She too, had the Pit's green water mixed with her blood.

And so did her son.
But he couldn't control his.
With each generation, the Pit's waters would be fainter in their veins.
So Damian didn't have enhanced speed, or super strength.
But he could heal, faster than the average human being.
And he could inflict madness on anyone he wanted, with just a glare of those beautiful, Pit-green eyes.
When he got angry, when he got too angry, if you looked closely, you could see his eyes gleam with insanity as he glared at the subject of his anger.
And the person he was angry at, you might see, that they got a bit irrational, maybe a bit illogical, but nothing more, because Damian knew he had to reign in his anger, before someone got hurt.
So he poured all his anger into words, so he wouldn't have to unleash it another way.
But it was hard.
At the league, he was trained to unleash all of that anger into his gaze.
He wasn't trained in wielding weapons 24/7.
While he did kill people by his katana many times in the League, he was taught to kill them with his glare, much, much more.
He would glare at them and they would slowly go insane to the point their minds hurt and all they wanted to do was to end it all.
And so they did.
Even the few who seemed alright afterwards, were found dead by their own hands, mere minutes after.
One described the feeling of drowning, and a burning sensation- but at the same time, they felt cold, as if they were being dumped in an ice bath.

But there was another thing that he could do with his gaze; one thing that the League did not know about.
Yes, he was loyal to the League of Assassins.
But he felt that everything was owned by them.
He felt that they knew everything about him.
So he was rather happy at the prospect of keeping one, tiny, little secret from the League.
See, while his other powers were obviously caused by the Pit, he wasn't sure how or why he had this power.
But he could literally kill people with his state. Not them committing suicide, but him actually killing them.
He could somehow cause people to have all the injuries he had before.
Every single injury he had at different times that had already helped, would be on the person he wanted with just a look.

So if Damian were to do that to someone, or something right now, well then, R.I.P. He had several stab wounds, broken bones and infected wounds in his life.
He had died for god's sake.

And so he guarded this secret closely, because it was bad enough he had powers, but he also had killing powers?
He would be kicked out for sure.

But his secret would come out one day.
And he knew it.

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It was another Alien Invasion.
His father had said that they were not humans; they only wished for humans to go extinct, and the only way to defeat them was to kill them, because they wouldn't really die; they would respawn in their own universe, on their own planet, so they weren't really killing them anyway.

It was all hands on deck; they had been fighting for 48 hours and they were all exhausted and sore and beat up.
He saw a bunch of aliens sneak up behind his beautiful, strong sister, who didn't notice, because she was so tired and she was nursing a broken leg and bruises and cuts all over her body. It seemed that they had also realized that she was the one who was able to fight back the most.
He was also hurt; he had a hole in his thigh dripping with blood and some sort of venom, one of the aline's had bit him. He also had a twisted ankle and a broken arm.
No one noticed the aline's behind Cassandra. By the time he called out, it would've been too late.
He glared at them, a glare full of gate and anger and watched as the aline's suddenly stiffened and started making wailing and screaming before bash their heads on the ground and dying.
The heroes started whispering and gossiping amongst themselves.
What just happened?
Who did that?
Why is Robin staring at them?
What the hell?

Cassandra stared at the aliens dead bodies in surprise.
Damian used some of his anger to fuel his accelerated healing and make it faster, and soon, he didn't have a single scratch on him.

What the-
D-Did Robin do that?
I thought no one in the batfam had powers except Signal!

And Damian stared at the rest of the aliens and ignored the other heroes gasps as the aliens suddenly got wounds everywhere and died quickly.

And suddenly, Damian started to feel tired and thought I'll just take a short nap....
ROBIN?
DAMIAN!
WAKE U-
And the noises around him faded as he fell into a deep slumber.

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When he woke up, he realised that he was in the med bay of the batcave.
He gave a loud yawn. He knew he just woke up from a long sleep but he still felt tired.
"Damian? Are you awake? GUYS HE'S AWAKE!"
Damian barely noticed his family rush next to him.
"Damian, you made us so worried!"
Dick gave Damian a hug while ranting about how he shouldn't do things like that ever again.
"B-But of course there isn't going to be a next time. I'll be exiled! Father hates people with powers!"
The batfam exchanged horrified glances.
Bruce felt terrible.
Was this why Damian had never told him? He was afraid that his father would kick him out?
"No, of course you won't be exiled! Damian, you should have told me earlier, I wouldn't have been angry! It's true, I don't like metahumans, but your my son. I'm not going to kick you out! Son, I....I love you. I love everyone in this room. You, and Duke, and Jason, and Tim and Cassandra, and Stephanie and Dick and-"
"We get it Bruce."
"Sorry, lost track. Anyways, Damian, I'm not going to kick you out because you have powers. I'll always love you, no matter what. Alright?"
"... Alright..."
Bruce smiled and rugged his son's hair as he yawned.
"Go back to sleep. We'll talk more after you wake up, okay?"
"And remember gremlin, we love you. I think- Ow, what the hell dickhead, don't kick me."
"We all love you, and if someone here doesn't, then either their not part of the family, or their about to be not part of the family."
"........."
"Little brother is sleeping. You don't love him. You die. You don't like him. Your bones break. Like many enemies before him. I break them also."
".......No comment."

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So I decided that I will try to continue this, but I'll update infrequently. Also, I'm gonna put songs that I like and recommend to y'all.
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