Damian was sitting on a large couch in his Head Quater, boredly watching the news. Several months ago, through a minor incident, he had met Jonathan Kent, or shall we say kidnapped and interrogated the boy because Robin saw him as a potential danger. Who could have guessed that their fathers would team-up as a result and put them both into the same school together? That might be good enough for the Kent boy, but him? Those Neanderthals aren't able to teach him anything even if they had a hundred years to do so. After all, he already knew everything, but he had to admit that the intellectual show-off and the stupid faces were ne quite a nice change.
Damian was not very popular at the private school of Metropolis, but it would be even more boring if that was the case. What's the point of being popular among monkeys? It didn't do him any good. He choose rather the variant where he could watch with amusement how these primates shrieked angry and threw stones at him in vain. Much funnier.*
There was one exception, however. Jonathan was by now the only one still talking to him. But that was all right. After all, Robin was training Superboy and nothing was more annoying to train than a petulant child. Even though he didn't like to admit it, he enjoyed the younger boy's company. For Damian, Jonathan was his sidekick. So it was quite a passable change.
Besides, because of their fathers, he had to somehow get along with Superboy as well as the school. The alternative would be to get taken the Robincostume from Batman and that was not an option. After all, he would be the Batman later on. The former Robins weren't fit enough for that anyway. Todd was shooting here and there around the world and Drake had taken it upon himself to patrol Bludhaven.
It had been exactly one year and two weeks since the events around Trigon took place, and since Nightwing was no more, someone else had to protect Bludhaven. Damian had tried to tell his father that he was much better suited for the job, but of course he didn't want to hear about it. So now he had to deal with Superboy.
And speaking of the devil, he immediately came out of the next room.
"D. I wish you a nice afternoon. I'm going to fly home."
The Kent boy was about to leave the underwater dwelling through a hatch when Damian's annoyed voice held him back:
"Haven't you forgotten something?"
Caught off guard, the boy looked to the back of the chair facing him and mischievously squeezed out a smile: "Um...not that I know."
"What day is it today?"
"Hehehe, Wednesday?"
Superboy gasped in shock as a throwing disc suddenly stuck just beside his hand, that was placed on the exitdoor and Damian now stood in front of him with his arms crossed and one brow raised:
"It's Thursday and that means?"
Superboy released an exasperated sigh: "Fine, cleaning day."
Unlike Jonathan, Damian was fastidious about keeping his surroundings tidy and didn't tolerate any ifs and buts either.
So together they now started to remove mainly Jonathan's mess and clean everything to an acceptable level.
During the vacuuming the blue-eyed boy looked again and again to the still running television. A news channel was reporting about the new particle accelerator in Metropolis, which they would test for the first time tonight. It wasn't the first one, but it was the biggest one so far, which is why many people were worried about the creation of a black hole. Damian said that it would take one the size of the entire Earth to even consider such a thing, let alone the amount of energy that would be needed to power it, but it still gave Jonathan a queasy feeling.
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To tame a Demon (english)
FanfictionAfter a fight with Trigon, Dick is pulled through a portal into hell and finds himself badly injured in a completely hostile world. Left to his own devices and surrounded by all kinds of monsters, Dick has only one option. Survive as long as possibl...