J-man want to ran the fade in a friendly way so I am cooked

"Heya folks, how y'all doing today?" I asked them as I decide to just act like how I always do because I know that I cannot hide shit from anyone in this whole damn manor—and mostly Cass—'cause she basically learned how to read someone's body language before she even knew how to talk.

Also, honestly, if I had to pick someone to teach me how to fight, it would be Cass or Damian. I know that if I ever trained under them, then it would be harsh as fuck—and mostly if they knew that I can regenerate—then it would be worse, 'cause that is how they were trained. But it would be worth it a lot in the end. Here are the reasons why those two are the best option for me: Cass can help me learn how to read and adapt to my opponents if I am fighting someone, then Damian can teach me how to use weapons of all kinds and how to take people down fast, both lethally and non-lethally.

"Well, it's been kind of a slow day, so we are doing pretty decent today," Duke said to me as we dap each other up. I noticed that the whole manor has a very slightly cleaner air, and the vibe feels a very little bit calmer here too, and that is most likely because of the field that I set up the last time that I was here.

I give Tim a fist bump, and I gave Cass a wave and a smile, and I got the same in return, 'cause I know that she is not the biggest fan of physical touch like that from people. I mean, on a rare event I do get a high five or hug from her, which is nice.

"So what exactly do you want to do?" I asked Tim as I follow them to wherever they want to go, 'cause I have only really been to five places in this whole manor, so I really have no idea where anything is at like that.

"Well, we wanted to hang out, plus I heard what happened last night, so I wanted to check on you 'cause I was worried something happened to you," Tim said to me. And I do believe him a lot because Tim usually always calls or checks on me when something happens around my place or when something huge happens.

"The explosion woke me up, then I ran fast to the girls' apartment to check on them to see if they are fine," I said to him as I shrug my shoulder, and I told them the truth even if I left out some things.

"Oh, well I heard that there was some dude that was saving and healing people," Duke said as we walked the halls, and I think that we are heading to the gym.

"Well, that's good because I think in this hellhole that Gotham is, we need people who are more focused on the people rather than fighting villains. 'Cause don't get me wrong, the Batfam is doing a good job at keeping the city decently safe, but we need someone for the people more than the villains," I said to them as we walk into the gym and I can hear the sound of punching on a punching bag.

I had to fight back the urge to run to the person that is beating on the punching bag and just cleanse and heal them.

Because it was Jason.

He was the presence that I felt the last time that I was here. He is the one that made me just want to tear the whole damn manor down just to heal him. But I luckily have some kind of self-control, 'cause there are some people with no self-control at all that would just follow that urge without thinking at all, then they would make themselves look like the saint, and if you get mad at them for having no self-control, they will gaslight you into thinking that you are the one in the wrong.

Anyway, I really do want to heal and cleanse him badly, 'cause I can just feel the Lazarus Pit oozing off of him, and that pisses me off, 'cause that thing is disgusting with how it heals or revives people—'cause it leaves them full of rage and sorrow.

I decide to do my breathing routine so I can calm down and get a better grip on myself, 'cause I know that I will get a chance to help him. I just got to wait for that time to come.

"Sup, J-man, how are you doing this fine afternoon?" I asked Jason as we walked over to him.

"Decent," he said to me as we fist bump each other, 'cause he's got some MMA gloves on, so we can't really dap each other up. I also can smell a hint of blood coming from under the gloves, so I'm going to assume that he is punching the bag too hard.

Fuck, it is kind of hard to control myself from healing him, 'cause I need to cleanse and heal him badly, and honestly him and Barbara would be the best people to test [Healer Touch] on, 'cause Barbara is crippled because of the Joker and, well, Jason is Jason.

"What are you doing here anyways?" Jason asked me as he takes off his gloves, and I can see the blood on his wraps and I can smell it stronger too.

"Timmy invited me over to hang out for a few," I told him, and I know that he knew that already, 'cause there is no way that he did not—including everyone in the manor knows that I am here.

I put my hand up to catch something that was thrown at me without really thinking at all. They were MMA gloves with a pair of wraps too, and the person that threw them at me was Jason. And they were not the ones that he had on.

"Put those boys on, 'cause I want a round with you," Jason told me as he grabbed a different pair of gloves than the ones he had on earlier.

"Why me tho?" I asked as I take off my hoodie that I had only a tank top under, 'cause I changed my clothes before I went to the girls' apartment because Sona forced me to, 'cause they don't want dirt on their couch.

"'Cause you are the tallest and heaviest person here after me, so I would say that we are matched in weight class-wise."

"Dude, you are muscle while I am muscle-chubby, plus I don't know how to fight properly at all, 'cause all the moves I do when I fight, I get from some movies, videos, and other stuff—or I would pull it out of my ass," I said to him as I put on the wraps around my hands.

"Suck it up, buttercup," he said to me as he led me to the ring in the gym.

And as we head to the ring, I decide to stop using Zetsu, even though I will not use REN at all, because that will feel like cheating and I can't do that to my boy Jason—wait, I wonder if this Jason got the All-Blades, but I am not going to follow the comics like it's the gospel, because these "characters" are real people to me, so I will not view them that way at all.

"Just don't beat my ass too bad, 'cause I don't really want to explain to Sophie and Veronica why I am full of bruises," I said to Jason, 'cause I doubt that he is going to hold back on me. Plus I bet these parent-issues-havers planned this shit to see what my fighting abilities are—but joke's on them that I can't even be called decent in a professional view at the moment.

"No promises," he said to me with a laugh as we step into the ring and I start to stretch to get my body ready for this ass-beating that I am about to get.

"No hitting in the back of the head nor any hitting in the nuts," Tim said as he, Cass, and Duke stood on the sidelines to watch the fight.

"Fight," Cass said—and Jason rushed at me fast.

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[AN: Hello globins, it your favorite Hispanic Daddy it with a new chapter to feed you greedy thing so be happy.

I feel like that having people like Cass and Damian are the best people to train Gray because they would teach him how to use weapons and to control his body better.

At the moment the only way for Gray to beat a member of the Batfam is to use Ren cause he does not have the skills at all to fight them at all.

Also I want you people to remember that breathing styles are just basically fighting styles that just increase your strength, speed or flexible in some way like how wind breathing is just swinging really hard and fast to where it make a wing blade and how water breathing is just being able to adjusted, adapt and counter your opponent as if you are water.]