Ch 6

[Will Pov]

Will and Barbara ran around that night jumping from rooftop to rooftop kicking ass. Will followed Barbara's lead as they ran around and beat up on what Will considered weaklings. They stopped a bank robbery, a few muggings, etc. truthfully just some petty crime, except for the bank robbery. While normally this would have been boring to Will, he was with Barbara so it wasn't that bad.

Eventually, they split up and after a few hours of beating up bad guys and calling the cops solo. He and Batgirl were talking over their earpieces.

"Hey Batgirl, I'm thinking about taking a break over here real quick." Will said as he sat down on the edge of a building and began smoking a cigarette.

"Robin, be careful we don't take many breaks outside of the cave." Batgirl said

"Alright Jeez, I just needed a smoke is all. I can't do it in the manor ever." Will said

"Fine, I'm coming to you now." Batgirl said

Will continued to sit on the roof when he heard a "Somebody Help Me!" And a scream. He looked over and saw a brunette woman being hassled by some guy. She's prolly gonna get raped he thought as he just stared at the guy while he groped her in the alleyway.

While he was watching the guy he heard his fathers voice in his head, "A Demonic Practitioner does what he wants."

Will felt like he was in a daze as he just sat there watching smoking his cigarette.

"Will what the fuck are you doing!" Batgirl screamed at him he looked back dazed with a frown on his face

"Uh smoking a cigarette, why what's up." Will said

She smacked the cigarette out of his hand. "Go help her, now!" She looked angrier than he'd ever seen her before.

Uh alright, as he hopped off the ledge of the building and landed in the alleyway he remembered something he was never able to do. His father called it the Spirit Crushing Strike. No matter how many times he tried it, he was never able to do it.

The man pulled himself off of the girl and stared at the man in the Robin outfit, looking a little worried.

Next thing he knew, Will was already upon him. Will's blood roiled as every part of his body aligned in perfect synchronicity. He threw a punch that looked slow and weak, but his internal energy had already condensed into his fist. As he struck the man in the chest a bang was heard and cracking sounds echoed out into the dark night. The rapist threw up a mouthful of blood that sprayed all over Will and onto the sidewalk. Painting a striking visage of the man standing while the rapist fell to the ground unmoving.

Will merely stared at his fist and thought, "What the fuck." As the mangled man began spasming uncontrollably on the ground. He looked up from his fist to the woman shaking and crying in front of him. "Yo, you good?" He asked

She screamed and ran away. He walked up to the man spasming on the ground and checked to see if he was still alive. The man was alive, but barely.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!"

"I dunno what happened, seriously." Will protested

She walked up to the man on the ground and flashed a surprised look.

"You're going back home now." She said seriously

"Shit sorry, I really don't know what happened, I thought I didn't use that much strength." He said

"You saw me, I barely moved my arm." He exclaimed as he let out a punch so fast Barbara could barely see it.

"You absolutely can't do this again, you crippled him." She said seriously

Will pinched the bridge of his nose, then called 911.

"Hey there's an injured man, over here barely conscious on Arkham street in the alleyway by the liquor store." Will stated cooly

Then he hung up and nodded to batgirl, "I'll see you when you get back tonight. I get this is far from over."

[Barbara Pov]

Barbara sighed and watched him flit off wondering if it was a mistake to bring him into the group.

[Will Pov]

He snuck into his apartment and grabbed the bag that contained the gift from his father, then he vanished. He sprinted as fast as he could back to the batcave.

When he got back, he was alone, down there, and quickly changed out of the Robin suit and back into his sweats and t-shirt. He went back up into the manor where Alfred was already waiting for him.

"Master William, Welcome back." Said Alfred looking at him coldly

"Alfred I fucked up man. I don't even know what happened, it's like I lost control of my strength and delivered a random punch that was far stronger than any I've ever thrown before. I might have actually been able to injure Deathstroke or Killer Croc, had I been able to do that before. What's happening to me Alfred." Will pinched his nose and sighed

"I know Master William, Master Barbara told me everything. Master Wayne will not be happy about this." He said

"Shit, I can't believe I already fucked up, the strike never worked before why did it happen now of all times." Will said nearly on the verge of tears.

He walked into his bedroom, showered, placed the duffel bag he grabbed from his house in the closet, and went to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed, like something internal within him had finally awakened. He could sense every part of his body, every organ, every muscle fiber contracting and releasing. Soon nausea swept over him, and he ran into the bathroom and puked pure black, that was when he realized he was covered in filth.

"What the fuck is going on!" He exclaimed as the stench wafted into his nose. It was almost unbearable, he quickly turned on the shower and puked up something dark black one more time.

He hopped in and thought to himself, "Shit, my sheets are probably ruined."

He washed himself 4 times in order to get the disgusting smell off of him. When he stepped out of the shower, he was overcome with the urge to shit, and he proceeded to piss out of his ass for nearly an hour.

What's happening, what the fuck. He thought as he texted Alfred. "Help, something is happening to me. I don't know what's going on." As dark streams of filth began to leak from his eyes and pores again.

Alfred knocked on the door as Will finished wiping and flushed the toilet. "Master William what's going on, why does it smell so bad in here." He exclaimed

When he stood up he felt popping sounds ring out all over his body as he went and washed his hands.

"Alfred, hold on. Give me a second." Will exclaimed as he fumbled for the door handle.

When he opened the door Alfred gave him a Disgusted look as dark streams of filth rolled down Will's cheeks.

"What's happening to me Alfred, I feel horrible and yet refreshed at the same time. What is this crap oozing out of my body? It smells horrible. This all happened after I punched that guy. Please help me." Will said completely stark naked.

"Master William please stay in the bathtub until it stops. I will get you new bed sheets. I will inform Master Wayne of what's happening." He stated calmly.

Will hopped into the bathtub and ran the water until the filth finally stopped oozing from his body. There was a layer of filth on the bottom of the tub, he coughed out a mouthful of black one last time and sighed as the shower began to cleanse him. He washed himself 4 more times until he finally decided to step out and look at himself in the mirror. His vision was clearer than it had ever been, his brain was working at least twice as fast, his skin no longer pale olive colored had darkened slightly to a heather bronze. As if he had been out in the sun.

He even seemed a little taller than before. However, the biggest difference was in his muscles. They were the same size, but seemed compressed, tighter, stronger. He could also sense the flow of energy within him for the first time, it all converged into a point above his navel.

He remembered his fathers words once again. "A demonic practitioner does what he wants."

Then the hunger struck him. His stomach growled louder than it ever had before, so he brushed his teeth and threw on a pair of gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt. Completely uncaring of the fact he had just brushed he went down for breakfast. It was just him and Alfred down there. He gave no concern for manners and ate like a boy who had been starving for days. Alfred looked disgusted, but Will paid him no mind. He was focused on one thing and one thing only, food, eat, now. Finally, when he had eaten enough for four people, he stopped and looked up only to see Alfred's disgusted expression.

"Look at me Alfred something happened last night, and I don't know what. Will you come with me to the Batcave to test my strength?" He asked his eyes lit with a fire never before seen in them.

"Alfred, I feel amazing, almost like before I was a blind man, and now I am able to see. I was crippled, and now I'm able to walk."

Alfred raised an eyebrow at that, "Alright master William I will accompany you."

"Thank you, Alfred."

"Master William, you look different today are you sure you're alright." He spoke with concern on his face

Will merely said,"Absolutely."

Then they began to walk to the gym in the Batcave.

Will walked up to this machine they used to test their striking strength.

There was a pad placed on a large square piece of metal, with sensors hooked up to it.

He turned on the machine to test his strength and threw out a normal punch. He could tell it was many times stronger and faster than before, probably on the level of Slade himself if he had to guess. However, that wouldn't explain why he was able to access the level of strength that was able to instantly shatter every bone in that man's torso. This was like a bullet, but the latter was more like getting hit by a car.

Will looked thoughtful for a moment and remembered exactly what he did last night. Soon he felt energy flooding through his body, into his right fist, condensing into a single point as every muscle and breath within his body synchronized. He threw out a punch, this time it was so fast Alfred could barely see it. When it struck the entire strike testing machine crumpled around his hand as the whole machine shook. A loud boom echoed through the Batcave, and Will just stood there in shock. He looked down at his fist as if it were foreign to him. He uncurled his hand and flexed his fingers.

"What happened to me last night Alfred?" He exclaimed

Alfred looked dumbfounded, "It seems you've gotten stronger unexpectedly Master William. Congratulations, I will inform Master Wayne of your success."

"Alfred last night I really don't know what happened, nor did I mean to hurt that man. Before it happened, I heard my father's voice in my head, I don't know why or how, but when I struck out something happened unconsciously. Like it almost wasn't even me doing it. I'm afraid, Alfred, what if it happens again?" Will looked at Alfred and stated seriously.

"Don't worry, Master William; while this is entirely unprecedented, I am hard pressed to believe it will happen again." He stated

"I hope you're right, Alfred this morning was simply too scary." Will said. Then he turned back to look at the wrecked machine in the Batcave and sighed.

Will decided to train and familiarize himself with his new strength. He could use some movement techniques he was never able to before, his general speed was around 50% faster than before, his general strength was about 75% stronger, and his perception and reflexes were at least 200% better than before. Something happened to him, and Will was going to find out what.

This shouldn't have happened unless he took the final step, which he didn't. The black liquid was still sitting in the large syringe in the duffle bag in his closet here at the manor. It was untouched, He decided it likely had something to do with Deathstroke's Blood, causing him to have a minor awakening he should have had many years ago. Why now, why not earlier. What will become of me if this keeps happening. I am afraid to find out, for now I won't think about it. He felt good, really, really good.