[Will Pov]

Will lie down on a bright red day chair in a luxurious hotel room in the heart of Metropolis. He was feeling bored and fucking angry. The good feelings he had from being with Barbara had all but faded into the background of his mind after traveling such a long distance. He felt less wrathful outside of Gotham; he was still absolutely furious, but there was far less resentment in the air, tingling the wrath mark on his shoulder. He never realized how bad it was back there until he made it out here.

He sipped on a soda and scrolled through his phone on the Dark Web, looking for bounties he could take. Eventually, he found one that caught his eye, 50k, to kidnap a reporter at the Daily Planet named Lois Lane. Apparently, she had come across some information she shouldn't have and was getting ready to release it in the next couple of days.

"This one seems easy enough, plus 50k for some silly reporter. I can do this in my sleep." He thought to himself

He quickly called the number on the ad, and someone picked up.

"Hello?" Said a woman's voice on the other side of the phone.

"Hey I'm calling about the ad you posted on needing some parts for your car. Need details on when and where to deliver them. I can have your package out to you in two days at the most." He said

"Ahhhh, I see. Yeah that would be very helpful to me. You can call me M. Bring the parts out to 1056 Hobb Street Unit 103." M said

"No problem. When did you want to meet?" Will said, typing the address in the notes on his phone."

"Tomorrow at around 10:30 PM. These parts are very important to my employer, make sure it gets taken care of." M said

"On it, it ain't nothing but a thing. See you tomorrow, and make sure you take that ad down. I don't want any competition." He replied

"So be it, see you tomorrow." M said

"Hmmm should I wait until tomorrow, or hide out with her here tonight?" He wondered

"Fuck it I'll just go get her now, and worry about the rest later." He said as he hopped up off the daychair. He went over to his black suitcase and pulled out a black hoodie with a Batman logo on it, and a pair of tight jeans. He quickly threw them on and laced up his all white Air Force Ones. He thought he looked pretty standard, easily able to blend into a crowd, the only thing that stood out on him were his bright red eyes. He lost his color contacts the night he tortured that guy so he was just gonna have to wear sunglasses to cover them up. Then he pulled out a little Sig p365 XL and tucked it in his waistband.

"I'll just grab some sunglasses on the way over there." He said

Will rolled his little black bandanna up and tied it around his forehead.

"I'll probably need it later." He thought to himself

Will walked out of the hotel and began walking towards the daily planet, enjoying the day. On his way there he saw a sunglasses rack in a souvenir shop, he quickly swiped the darkest aviator glasses he could find, popped them on and kept walking.

"Hehehe, the ole five finger discount." He said, chuckling as he continued to make his way to the Planet.

He listened to some music on the way there and enjoyed the sun on his face. It was starting to get cold out but it still felt good to him. A little chill wouldn't do anything to his demonic body.

After around half an hour of walking he eventually came face to face with a massive building with a huge golden globe on the top, the words "Daily Planet." Revolved around it.

"Whelp I guess we made it to the right place. Seems like everything is in order." He thought to himself as he pulled out a smoke and checked the street for cameras.

He couldn't find any facing him currently so he pulled his hood up, and finished his cigarette outside. Enjoying the view of Metropolis.

"Man this city is nice, everything is so clean. I'd like to live here one day I think." He said to himself.

Will finished the cigarette and cracked his neck, then unrolled his little black bandana and used it to cover his face. He could still practically taste the blood on it from the other night. It was beginning to drive him into a frenzy, he was hungry for some blue. Will cracked his neck and walked straight through the front door of the Daily Planet. He walked in with his hand under his hoodie and went straight up to the young secretary who seemed incredibly nervous when she noticed him approaching. Will quickly pulled out the gun and put it in her face.

"Take me to Lois Lane….now." He said

The young woman seemed terrified, tears began streaming down her face as her phone fell from her lap with a loud thud.

"Leave it and don't say a fucking word." He said with a dangerous edge in his voice. He was craving violence now that he saw the woman's face contorted in fear. It turned on a primal lust he had been shoving down, and he began to laugh at her struggle.

She stood up shaking and led him to the elevator, Will kept the gun pressed firmly into her spine. Will walked her to the elevator and asked,"What floor is it on,"

"Ff-floor fifteen." The secretary choked out, shaking in fear.

Will just rolled his eyes and hit her over the back of the head with the pistol, knocking her out. He shoved her into the elevator, and left her there unconscious as he pressed the button to ascend to the 15th floor. He waited in silence as elevator music played a nice calming tune, he reached into his pocket and popped a piece of gum in his mouth.

"Mmmm Wintergreen," he thought to himself.

Eventually the elevator opened and he stepped out into the busy room with reporters bustling about. He slipped the gun back in his waistband and heard a commotion. One guy stood at around 6'3. He was strong and tall with a pair of glasses. However, his aura screamed pussy to Will. He was bent over the water fountain while another tall Buff guy crept up behind him in a yellow dress shirt, a light brown mullet, and a handlebar mustache with a lighter and was currently burning the bottom of his suit jacket, like an asshole. The man in the glasses jumped up and spilled his water trying to put out the fire on the back of his jacket. "AHHHHHHH" the man in spectacles screamed

"HAHAHAHAHA, Oh Clark, you crack me up man." The man in the yellow shirt said while holding his stomach laughing.

"Not cool, Steve." Clark said

While the two were arguing, Will felt something trigger within him. His rage soared to the sky, as he remembered his older brother bullying him over and over again far more viciously than this Steve person. Unbeknownst to Will, in his mind, their faces began to overlap. Will was furious. The wrath mark began doing its thing.

Will cracked his neck, "Ugh, I hate bullies." he said loudly.

Both of the men turned to face Will standing tall, with his sunglasses and bandanna covering his face.

Then Will shot out shaking the floor with each step he took, and then he was upon Steve raining blow after blow on Steve's face. Blood flew everywhere as Steve was completely unable to react. Teeth hit the floor as Will kept punching and punching. When he felt Steve had finally had enough the man was unrecognizable, he lay on the floor spasming in a pool of his own blood.

Will flicked the blood off his hands and heard screaming. The man called Clark looked like he was shaking in fear.
"Where the fuck is Lois Lane." He asked.

"I won't tell you." Clark spat out, still shaking.

Will rolled his eyes as an image of himself cowering at the hands of his father and brother flashed through his mind, "You aren't even worth it."

He pulled out the pistol and fired two shots into the ceiling.

"Anybody moves, and they are FUCKING DEAD!" He screamed

All the reporters began cowering under their desks as he stalked through the room, looking at his phone with a picture of Lois pulled up on it. Eventually, he passed an office with "Lois Lane" on the door. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that and kicked the door so hard it smashed into pieces as soon as his foot made contact with it. Glass and wood flew everywhere as he walked inside and saw a beautiful brunette woman with dark hair and striking blue eyes cowering under her desk.

"I take it you are Lois?" he asked, knowing full well it was her.

"Y-yes, what do you want with me?" she asked

"Nothing much, but you are gonna be coming with me now," he said calmly and then proceeded to use a spirit-crushing strike on her computer. BOOOOOM, a huge sound echoed out of the office, shaking the room as bits of metal and plastic flew out and mixed with the pieces of wood and glass on the floor of the room.

"Dang, this office is gonna suck to clean up, huh?" Will said.

Will then proceeded to grab Lois's foot and drag her out from under the desk while she screamed for help.

"Shut up, damn," Will said, slapping her lightly across the face.

He wrapped his hands around her lithe and thin waist, threw her over his shoulder, and proceeded to walk out into the large office space of the Daily Planet.

Will looked at Clark, who seemed to have a determined look on his face when he saw Will carrying a screaming and struggling Lois. Clark began to come towards him, so Will merely reached over his left shoulder and slapped Lois on the ass while winking at him and chuckling.

"Damn, he probably can't even see me through these glasses." He thought to himself as he turned to face the window and shot out at a lightning-fast speed.

"Only 15 floors this time, shouldn't be too bad, I hope." Will thought

Will quickly jumped through the window and began falling with Lois over his shoulder. He reinforced his legs with demonic energy, but it was not enough. As soon as he hit the ground, his legs shattered, and he fell to the ground. However, Will did not let go of Lois or cry out, he merely circulated the technique causing his bones to quickly snap back into place as demonic energy drilled into them and the black diamond tattoo appeared on his forehead. Will stood back up with a horrified Lois and took off into the streets.