things his father had backed him into a corner to make him do.

He didn’t think he’d say anything at all. He would just let Damian talk.

on?”

is getting old.”

… or anyone here.”

fighting me and whoever else walks into your path. I don’t want to have to put you somewhere you don’t want to be on a strange world. This world is much different than yours. I get it might be a shock, but it gives you no right to lash out.”

into the sky, Jon flew to the farm. The few seconds felt like forever with him unconscious in his arms.

Touching down, Jon walked into his bedroom and laid Damian on to the bed, sitting and watching him until he woke up.

smiled.

on purpose. Did he say something? Was it something he said?

After the punch, he took Damian by the arm and launched him into the air, flying up behind him.

“Please. Just think about what you’re doing, who you’re doing it to and where you are. If you’d just stop and think for a moment, we can resolve this.”

…

“Please. Don’t make me hurt you.”

I did, or what you’re here for. Or how you got such strength. But we can talk about this. Just stop now.”

distance between them. Whatever Damian thought he was capable of, Jon was a million times more. Every shout, every step and every gesture was calculated to ensure the safety of everybody. Damian’s power was a cheap power up, Jon’s was a natural gift he spent years harnessing. “I don’t know what

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