The Devil's Daughter (Damirae)

Chapter 8

{ Sorry for not updating as of late. I've had a lot on my plate.
That rhymed.

Anyway.

I have been spending a lot of time working. I wanted to update but could not.

One more thing before I start: I am not a Donna Troy fan. I do not know how powerful she is, usually I hear that she has the same powers as Wonder Woman but less powerful. I am likely greatly understating Wondergirl's power. I would just plainly like to apologize to anyone who knows her power better than I do.

Other than that, enjoy.}

Damian's Journal:

Troy was here.

We were at the door to greet her. She was coming with Diana. I didn't want to speak to either of them.

I have fought against Diana before. Her skills surpass my own tenfold, but from what I know of her, Donna doesn't follow the same concept. Yes, she has muscle memory and literal skill, but she all-to-often underestimates her opponents and fights with no tactical thinking. Despite being trained much like me, she abandons her intellect in battle.

Idiot.

She was very friendly, open, and kind, and cared about other people. She sees other people as as important as her and has done utterly ridiculous things for typical people.

In other words she gets people killed by needlessly being a moron.

Here they came.

Logan, to the complete and utter shock of absolutely no one, was the first person to say hello to her. Typical. Starfire was too nice too fast as well. Reyes was a little less friendly but not to a significant degree. Only Raven and I were reserved.

Then she went up to Raven and said "Hi!"

Raven responded with a minuscule voice "Hey."

Then Troy attempted to say hello to me. She stuck out her hand and waited for me to shake it. I blocked it like it was a punch.

"Damian..." Kori said under her breath, annoyed. Which I, of course, found irrelevant.

"I'm going to go train."

Later that day I noticed many things. She trained later and I could see the very plain limits of her power. She could punch with thirty thousand neutons of force, according to a mechanical punching bag designed to test punching strength. That's as strong as seven and a half Olympic boxers. And three times as strong as me. She could move at twice my speed and fly.

However she left herself open when she did, well, literally anything. This was because she had been facing typical humans for a long time. Typical humans could do nothing to her: bullets hurt her, but not enough to kill her. A typical human could do nothing to her.

That wasn't going to be who she'd fight as a member of the Titans. She'd fight people who were stronger than her, and honestly, they wouldn't have to be to beat her in a fight: she has little tactical intelligence. In fact they could be less than a third of her strength an could probably win...

Which gave me an idea. I was stuck with her. She wasn't leaving the team anytime soon. I may as well try to break her childish innocence and make her become a better fighter. That way she may be even a little bit useful. And I had the perfect plan for this.

I was going to pick a fight with Wondergirl.