Damian's POV

I wake up in my bed,I was still in my Robin suit only my cape, mask, and boots were off. My neck was patched up ,but it was still hurting. Then Drake walked in. "Hey buddy, You're awake. How are you feeling?" he asked. " Well, my neck feels like crap, but other then that I'm fine. Where is father?" I asked "He's in the batcave. Do you want to see him?"

"Yes, I do." I said "Okay. One sec." he said. "Thank you Drake." I said before he left. I laid back and relaxed into my bed, but I felt funny, like something was running through my veins. I felt a little weak. It feels like something was sucked out of me,I just don't know what. I hardly remember anything, all I remember is some animal or.....something biting my neck. Something's off. A few minutes later. Father walked in.

"Hey." he said "How are you feeling?" he asked, as he Sat down. "I'm okay. What happened?" I asked "Not really Sure. You sounded hurt when I contacted you and when we got to you location, you were losing a lot of blood." He said. "I'm sorry if I scared you." I told him. "You have nothing to be sorry for. It wasn't your fault." He cupped my cheek and I leaned into his touch. "I want you to rest, understood?" He said "Yes father." I said. He kissed my head and left. I laid back down and was about to go to sleep. I still felt something was off with me, but I decided to brush it off and get some sleep.

It's been two weeks since the incident and everything went back to normal or as normal as it can get when you're in my family. The mark that was on my neck had disappeared. It didn't even leave a scar, which was really weird.  I just brushed it off, I didn't really pay any attention to it. Father has been busy trying to find out what animal or creature attacked me. Maybe it was a meta human with some strange ability. I don't know. Father doesn't want me working with him on it, also he said I couldn't go on patrol for a while, saying it's for my "protection" -tt- I don't need protection. I'm the grandson of Ra's al ghul and son of Talia Al ghul. I can take care of myself. Me and Grayson were sitting on the couch watching a movie. It's called "Air buddies." I personally found it stupid, but... also in a weird way...entertaining. "Animals being able to talk is not possible." I said. "You have to admit, they were cute." Grayson said. "No. The movie was unrealistic." I said rolling my eyes. "Has father found anything on that creature that bit me?" I asked. "Sorry, bud. Bruce said I'm not suppose to give you any info on the case. You don't need to worry about it. You could be a target or something. That's why we don't want you on patrol at the moment." He told me. "I can take care of myself Grayson. I'm not just some scared little kid. I can handle whatever it it that is possibly after me." I crossed my arms and pouted. "I know you can, Dames. We just want to keep you safe. It almost killed you. I know you want to get back on the field, but it's just not safe for you right now. Just wait a couple more weeks when Bruce gives the all clear, okay?" I sighed and nodded. He pulled me to his chest and hugged me. Knowing that I wouldn't get out of his grip, I leaned into his touch. He smiled and planted a kiss in my head. My face turned red at the affection. He turned on another movie but I fell asleep.

Fangs. Blood. Screams. That's all that I saw and heard. Blood dripped from my mouth as I licked my lips. Dozens of bodies around me. All I could smell was blood and death. Fire and screams were around me. Father and the rest of my family stood on a building looking down at me, fear embedded in their eyes. Next thing I know I was attacking them. I sank my fangs deep in Grayson's neck, my claws diggind into his arms. He let out a scream of pain and agony. I released him and realized what I had done. Todd raised his gun to my head. "Wait... No! Please don't! I didn't mean to!" I cried. Todd looked at father for his approval to shoot me and he nodded. Todd looked at me. "Goodbye, demon."

Boom!

"Damian!" I jolted awake as I heard Grayson's voice. I was panting and shaking. What kind if nightmare was that? "You okay?" He asked rubbing my back. I nodded. "It was just a nightmare." I sighed. "You wanna talk about it?" I shook my head. I had no idea what that was. That dream didn't make any sense. "I need some water." I stood up and made my way to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and went to the sink. I was about to put the glass to my lips when I felt a sharp pain in my head. I groaned and brushed it off to the side, but the pain increased and I dropped the glass, causing it to break. It was this burning feeling in my head. I rushed upstairs to my bathroom. I damn near collapsed when I got in there. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my skin turning extremely pale. Sickly pale.  My eyes turned from emerald to a dark red. I yelped as I felt pain in my fingers. I looked down at my hands and saw that my nails grew into claws! I felt teeth growing in my mouth.....no. Not teeth. Fangs! I was horrified as I saw my appearance in the mirror. A growl escaped my throat. My vision and hearing enhanced. I could hear everything. Children laughing and crying, fighting, gunshots, screams, cars, everything. I couldn't handle it and I opened my window amd jumped out, running almost as fast as the flash into the city. I came across an alley and saw a rat. I don't know what came over me but I grabbed it and bit it, drinking it's blood. I dropped it and looked at myself in a puddle of water.

What has happened to me?

Holy crap! Finally! I finally updated this book! I am very sorry that I haven't been writing any of my stories guys. I feel bad, but you know how school is. Anyways, hope you liked this update, I should be getting back into updating during thanksgiving break and Christmas break.

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