Death never comes easy-Damian Wayne

Chapter five

Damian pov

I woke up early and started to think. Whoever did this I must know him and my memories haven't entirely been recovered so I decided to meditate.

I got up from the bed and sat cross-legged on the floor and slowly closed my eyes and did the hand gesture for remembrance.

I waited as images started to flash in my head faster than I could take it. I opened my eyes and my eyes turned purple.

I gripped the bathroom door and it was ripped from it's hinges. I stood surprised my new abilities before I could say anything another memory flashed into my head.

Flashback

I kicked the dummy's head and it fell clean off it's body. "Very good Damian you are getting better each day." A man with only one eye said in a calm and happy voice.

He said peacefully. "A little too aggressive. Remember what I said listen, process and then strike. I know your mother hates emotion but boy  fighting is passion and passion is power. Any emotion in you that drives you to fight is your greatest strength. All the love, hate, happiness, sadness, anger, lust, envy, malice, fear, grief anything at all is your core do you understand me."

He said with all seriousness "Yes master Slade" I said smiling.

Flashback end

Before I could process anything another memory hit me hard because of the grief with it.

Flashback

I was training with Christian my best friend. He was just about to fire strike me when a sword penetrated him from his back and he sunk to his knees and bled out.

"You little brat. You think you are so powerful. Ra's has taken everything from me including my emotion and trust me you twat that I will be there every moment of happiness waiting for the right moment to strike and take it all away. I will be there remember this threat because I am a man of my word and every time your loved one dies remember that it can be traced down to me."

He said with so much hate I could smell it. His aura was so dark and black it was a painful thing to experience.

"Remember my name little one. Deathstroke" He said wearing his Black and Orange mask walking away with Christian's blood on his sword.

Flashback end

I was immediately filled with hate and grief. Years of being named untouchable all the friends I have lost to his hate.

I felt so horrible recounting the friends I had to watch died. I then got up my eyes flashing red momentarily as I fixed the door with a spell.

I quickly walked to the library and opened the grandfather clock and went downstairs and opened the batcomputer. For a supercomputer it is quite easy to hack.

Before I could track down Slade, two motorcycles enters and one of the throws a bataraang at my face which I catch in mid air. "Who the hell are you?!"

A/n: Yes I am alive and I was about to give up on the story but thanks to my bffs I bounced back. And who do you think threw the bataraang at Damian? Also listen to the New imagine dragons song natural its amazing I fell in love again all my friends say its fits me. Message me your answers.