Chapter One-
"Recognized, Robin. B-01."
"Rob! You're here!" Wally exclaimed, blurring towards his friend.
"This had better be damn important." Robin said, pushing Wally out of the way.
"Dude!" Wally complained. "You sound just like Batman!"
Robin froze and had Wally pinned against the muro in an instant.
"Don't. Say. That. Again." Robin growled. "I'm nothing like him!"
Wally let out a nervous laugh and Robin dropped him to the floor.
Wally rubbed his neck as the rest of the Team walked in.
Artemis sighed at the sight of Wally.
"What did he do now?" she asked.
"No time." Robin said. "What's the mission and it had better be damn important."
Everyone raised an eyebrow at Robin's new attitude.
Kaldur was wise enough to suggest they de-brief on the bioship.
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"I don't know." Barbara said. "He was actuación strange."
Barbara was sitting with her friends during lunch period. She was discussing her encounter with Dick earlier that morning. She left out the part about the Justice League.
"I mean! He even called me Babs! Since when did he do that?"
Dick stormed into the lunchroom, an extremely pissed look on his face.
"There's your answer." one of the girls said.
Barbara frowned, but joined Dick in the lunch line anyway.
"Did tu tell anyone I was sick?" he asked sharply.
"No," Barbara said. "No one asked, so I-"
"Thanks." Dick said, cutting her off as he picked up a chicken breast.
"Why are tu so mad? And why did tu have to leave so early this morning?" Barbara asked, picking up an extra magdalena for the heck of it.
Dick didn't answer until they were sitting in the corner. Alone. Undisturbed.
"Bruce needed me to do something this morning. He jerked me out of school, despite my objections, and forced me to run some stupid round the block missi--errand." Dick complained.
"Again?" Barbara asked.
"Yeah." Dick replied. "The third time the past month. siguiente time, he'll have to physically yank me."
"What did he want tu to do anyway?" Barbara asked.
Dick sighed. "I don't want to talk about it, okay?"
"Sure." Barbara replied, somewhat let down.
"Thanks Babs." Dick said, some what calmer now.
Barbara nodded and finished her meal.
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Robin growled as he lifted himself off of the ground and over the parte superior, arriba of the machine.
He had been working out for two hours now, gymnastics, weight lifting, running, stamina, stealth, etc. The Boy Wonder was tired. But he wasn't through yet. He had to do the one thing he always had trouble with. Coming off the giants and landing squarely on the pole without falling.
Robin eased himself up and flipped over, landing on one foot and balancing, balancing, and then he fell.
"Ugh!" Robin exclaimed, ripping the mask off and throwing it to the ground. It was the only part of his uniform he had been wearing, and he was utterly disgusted with it.
"Master Richard?" Alfred's voice echoed over the speakers. Dick sighed and opened a microphone in the gym.
"Yes, Alfred?" he asked.
"Mistress Barbara is here to see you, sir." Alfred replied.
Dick froze. "Where is she?" he asked.
"Waiting por the front gate, should I let her in?" Alfred replied.
Dick hesitated before replying affirmative. Quickly hiding his mask and trying to straighten his hair, Dick waited for Barbara to enter. It didn't take her long.
Barbara was dressed in blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black leather jacket. Her shimmering red hair was hung carelessly in a ponytail while several strands flashed in front of her blue eyes.
"Hey Babs!" Dick said, trying to sound confident, but as nervous as heck.
"Hey, Dickie." Barbara replied, emphasizing his nickname.
Dick groaned. "I thought tu liked that nickname." he said.
"I do." Barbara said, continuing to walk around the gym. "But not when tu say it."
Dick crossed his arms.
"I'm joking, silly." Barbara said. "Lighten up!"
Dick sighed. Bruce was getting to him.
"So what did tu come over here for?" Dick asked after a silent moment.
"I'm sorta...having problems....with my math." Barbara dicho sheepishly.
"Nothing to be ashamed of." Dick said, trying to manage a grin.
Barbara returned the uneasy expression and tossed him a package. Inside was a packet of math she had received from her tutor.
Dick flipped through it quickly before nodding. "Come on." he said. "My room."
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"Dad?" Barbara called, walking into the dark house.
She flipped on the hall light and walked into the living room.
"Barbara!" her dad said. Barbara jumped. Her father was standing in the doorway. "Where were you? tu missed gymnastics!"
"Gymnastics is Wednesday dad, not-"
"Today IS Wednesday. Where were you?"
"At Dick's house, uh...studying." Barbara replied.
"Why didn't tu ask me if tu could?" her father asked.
"You were in the office." Barbara replied. "I thought it was okay. Mr. Wayne and Dick would never-"
"Barb, Gotham is an extremely dangerous city. tu can't just go wandering about. Especially with all of these weirdos wandering around."
"I know, dad." Barbara sighed.
Her dad smiled and put his hand on her shoulder. "I just want what's best for tu Barbara." he said.
"Could tu add a little freedom to the batter?" Barbara asked, tearing from her father's grasp and walking upstairs to her room.
Jim sighed and stared up after her.
"Recognized, Robin. B-01."
"Rob! You're here!" Wally exclaimed, blurring towards his friend.
"This had better be damn important." Robin said, pushing Wally out of the way.
"Dude!" Wally complained. "You sound just like Batman!"
Robin froze and had Wally pinned against the muro in an instant.
"Don't. Say. That. Again." Robin growled. "I'm nothing like him!"
Wally let out a nervous laugh and Robin dropped him to the floor.
Wally rubbed his neck as the rest of the Team walked in.
Artemis sighed at the sight of Wally.
"What did he do now?" she asked.
"No time." Robin said. "What's the mission and it had better be damn important."
Everyone raised an eyebrow at Robin's new attitude.
Kaldur was wise enough to suggest they de-brief on the bioship.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I don't know." Barbara said. "He was actuación strange."
Barbara was sitting with her friends during lunch period. She was discussing her encounter with Dick earlier that morning. She left out the part about the Justice League.
"I mean! He even called me Babs! Since when did he do that?"
Dick stormed into the lunchroom, an extremely pissed look on his face.
"There's your answer." one of the girls said.
Barbara frowned, but joined Dick in the lunch line anyway.
"Did tu tell anyone I was sick?" he asked sharply.
"No," Barbara said. "No one asked, so I-"
"Thanks." Dick said, cutting her off as he picked up a chicken breast.
"Why are tu so mad? And why did tu have to leave so early this morning?" Barbara asked, picking up an extra magdalena for the heck of it.
Dick didn't answer until they were sitting in the corner. Alone. Undisturbed.
"Bruce needed me to do something this morning. He jerked me out of school, despite my objections, and forced me to run some stupid round the block missi--errand." Dick complained.
"Again?" Barbara asked.
"Yeah." Dick replied. "The third time the past month. siguiente time, he'll have to physically yank me."
"What did he want tu to do anyway?" Barbara asked.
Dick sighed. "I don't want to talk about it, okay?"
"Sure." Barbara replied, somewhat let down.
"Thanks Babs." Dick said, some what calmer now.
Barbara nodded and finished her meal.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Robin growled as he lifted himself off of the ground and over the parte superior, arriba of the machine.
He had been working out for two hours now, gymnastics, weight lifting, running, stamina, stealth, etc. The Boy Wonder was tired. But he wasn't through yet. He had to do the one thing he always had trouble with. Coming off the giants and landing squarely on the pole without falling.
Robin eased himself up and flipped over, landing on one foot and balancing, balancing, and then he fell.
"Ugh!" Robin exclaimed, ripping the mask off and throwing it to the ground. It was the only part of his uniform he had been wearing, and he was utterly disgusted with it.
"Master Richard?" Alfred's voice echoed over the speakers. Dick sighed and opened a microphone in the gym.
"Yes, Alfred?" he asked.
"Mistress Barbara is here to see you, sir." Alfred replied.
Dick froze. "Where is she?" he asked.
"Waiting por the front gate, should I let her in?" Alfred replied.
Dick hesitated before replying affirmative. Quickly hiding his mask and trying to straighten his hair, Dick waited for Barbara to enter. It didn't take her long.
Barbara was dressed in blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black leather jacket. Her shimmering red hair was hung carelessly in a ponytail while several strands flashed in front of her blue eyes.
"Hey Babs!" Dick said, trying to sound confident, but as nervous as heck.
"Hey, Dickie." Barbara replied, emphasizing his nickname.
Dick groaned. "I thought tu liked that nickname." he said.
"I do." Barbara said, continuing to walk around the gym. "But not when tu say it."
Dick crossed his arms.
"I'm joking, silly." Barbara said. "Lighten up!"
Dick sighed. Bruce was getting to him.
"So what did tu come over here for?" Dick asked after a silent moment.
"I'm sorta...having problems....with my math." Barbara dicho sheepishly.
"Nothing to be ashamed of." Dick said, trying to manage a grin.
Barbara returned the uneasy expression and tossed him a package. Inside was a packet of math she had received from her tutor.
Dick flipped through it quickly before nodding. "Come on." he said. "My room."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Dad?" Barbara called, walking into the dark house.
She flipped on the hall light and walked into the living room.
"Barbara!" her dad said. Barbara jumped. Her father was standing in the doorway. "Where were you? tu missed gymnastics!"
"Gymnastics is Wednesday dad, not-"
"Today IS Wednesday. Where were you?"
"At Dick's house, uh...studying." Barbara replied.
"Why didn't tu ask me if tu could?" her father asked.
"You were in the office." Barbara replied. "I thought it was okay. Mr. Wayne and Dick would never-"
"Barb, Gotham is an extremely dangerous city. tu can't just go wandering about. Especially with all of these weirdos wandering around."
"I know, dad." Barbara sighed.
Her dad smiled and put his hand on her shoulder. "I just want what's best for tu Barbara." he said.
"Could tu add a little freedom to the batter?" Barbara asked, tearing from her father's grasp and walking upstairs to her room.
Jim sighed and stared up after her.
Revenge watched. The Shadow placed something in the drawer and began to close it.
Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.
It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten segundos before detonation.
"Shit!"
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Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.
It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten segundos before detonation.
"Shit!"
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"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a cuchillo in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, tu too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a cuchillo in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, tu too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he dicho in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did tu hear that?"
"Yeah. I told tu the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl dicho it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he dicho in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did tu hear that?"
"Yeah. I told tu the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl dicho it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
For a moment, Revenge was pressed against her in the narrow hallway in complete darkness. Then, there was a light, from Revenge's mask, and the hallway was lit in a dim red light.
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any más smart remarks?"
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any más smart remarks?"
Prologue to Chapter Nine- "The Beginning of más Troubles"
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The mostrar is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up por security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On parte superior, arriba of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if tu can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The mostrar is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up por security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On parte superior, arriba of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if tu can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"It means," she whispered, centimeters from him, "that I want a real kiss."
