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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:56:54 GMT -8
Ra's al GhulPosted: Jun 3, 2006 11:35 PM Suddenly, Ra's turned...facing Nightwing...he was shocked to see the young warrior alive. "Richard...." he muttered quietly. He instantly remembered Barbara, secluded in the shadows covering everyone with her alternate identity...it would be best for him to get Richard to her...but the Predator stood between them. In a single instant, Ra's threw three shuriken, or ninja stars, at the hunter. They stabbed straight into his chest plate, but Ra's knew they probably did little damage to the creature itself. He lifted Nightwing's arm, and placed it over his shoulder. "Come, Richard....I think I know someone who may be happy to see you..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:58:51 GMT -8
VPosted: Jun 3, 2006 11:47 PM As the dust and debris began to settle, a silver dagger soared from the fog of the explosion....it stabbed straight into the back of the Predator's armor. Then, slowly, V himself stepped from the shadows. "Like the Ghost of Christmas Past, you cannot get rid of me so easily..." All was going according the plan. All he needed to do...was give Nightwing time to escape....it appeared he was being aided...by the one called Ra's. As those two disappeared, V drew two more daggers, twirling them up. Nightwing had once told him where to aim...the exact weak point on these monsters...but his timing would have to be precise, along with his aim. As the Predator faced him, he thrusted his hand forward, the dagger spiraling from his fingertips....it launched forward, spinning through the air...and then pierced directly into the Predator's shoulder cannon, just as was about to fire....causing a mass explosion on the Predator's shoulder.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:15:01 GMT -8
Ra's al GhulPosted: Jun 4, 2006 12:06 AM As V began his assault on the Predator, Ra's helped the stumbling Nightwing to where Oracle was concealed. Chaos was ensuing all around them, fires still blazed from the where the explosions had taken place, and both of the Predators were still waging combat against the heroes. It all seemed so ironic. Ra's constantly found himself in battle against the Dark Knight and his squires. And now...he was keeping Nightwing from dying...again. As was V, but Ra's knew little of this character, only rumors. And the Dark Detective himself, continued battling the younger Predator warrior. Ra's helped bring Nightwing into the shadows, sitting him down against the side Barbara's wheel chair. "I believe this is yours..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:17:02 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 12:27 AM As Ra's set him on the ground, his back against the side of one of Barbara's wheels. Nightwing leaned his head back, looking up at Barbara in her chair. Despite the pain from his injuries, he still smiled. He hadn't seen her face in some time. He remembered the last time he had seen that face...just before he "died." When Barbara had transformed into her cybernetic mecca form, and gone after Spiderman, V has snuck into the clocktower. He originally wouldn't have any idea where the clocktower would be, but he had followed Nightwing, who was too injured to worry about stealth. Nightwing and V both put together the plot for the funeral. V hid Nightwing, and Nightwing gave V information. Though, Nightwing spent the majority of the time slipping in and out of consciousness. He didn't expect anyone to know this, he trusted V, as his partner, to keep this confidential. Barbara...along with Ra's, Batman, Spiderman, even the Predators...all thought Nightwing was dead. He smiled at her, leaning back on the wheel, staring up at her, and slowly formed words. "Miss me..?"
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:18:33 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 4, 2006 12:31 AM "I don't CARE what you have to do, Tim-- just PLEASE get out of the-- Tuh-- Tim--?" she swore under her breath. "DAMNIT! Why the hell did Kyle have to leave off world....?" Hearing the deep and smooth voice of Ra's, Barbara turned. "What belongs to--" She gasped, seeing Nightwing's weak and smiling form. She could have sworn that she was seeing things. But-- HOW was this even possible? Tears formed in her eyes as she closed her laptop. She was in shock... amazement....confusion. "Duh-- Dick...?" She gently ran her fingers through his hair, trailing them down his cheeks. "This...... this can't be. How....?"
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:20:54 GMT -8
Ra's al GuhlPosted: Jun 4, 2006 12:59 AM Ra's smiled, placing his hand on Nightwing's shoulder. He was very impressed. "Wayne has taught you well, Richard...speaking of which..." He looked behind him, out to where the rest were plagued with battle and destruction. Ra's would leave the lovers to themselves, as Oracle, Barbara would do much good here, and Richard was in no shape for battle. Ra's would be wasting a good will and body if he sat here and waited. He would find the one known as Hyperkid, and help him with the flames. Ra's twirled his sword in front of his face. "You two enjoy your reunion..." With that, he twirled his blade out to his side, and bowed. "I'll try to prevent as many more funerals as I can..." With that, he spun on his heel, and darted off into the chaos..
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:22:19 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 1:14 AM Nightwing noticed Ra's trail off, but he payed him no mind. Right now...he had what he needed right here. He lifted his hand slowly, placing it on top of Barbara's. He couldn't imagine how hard this was for her to believe...she watched him die...unknown to her though....he didn't die, he probably would have, had V not shown up when he did, but Nightwing....Dick Grayson did not die that night. "I'm here, Barbara..." he said slowly. "I'm here....."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:27:27 GMT -8
PredatorPosted: Jun 4, 2006 1:31 AM The hunter quickly removed the smoking cannon from his shoulder. The explosion did some damage to the Hunter's shoulder but not too much because of his armor. The Hunter saw the body of the one called Nightwing and was actually pleased. He remembers etching the mark of a blooded warrior in the chest of Nightwing and new he was still alive when he left their battle. He respected this young warrior....... BUT The time has come to do what he came here to do. destroy the ones that stood in his way of making Gotham city his concrete jungle. He enjoyed the life and death struggle he and Nightwing had and he will enjoy killing him again.... The hunter without even looking at V fires his razor wire net and pins him to the wall. The net draws tighter and tighter making small cuts in his chest and shoulders. The hunter begins to walk toward Dick. He came here to claim his trophy and no one will keep this hunter from his pray....
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:28:21 GMT -8
Ra's al GhulPosted: Jun 4, 2006 2:12 AM Ra's, seeing the hunter decided Hyperkid could handle the trouble himself...he would have to. If the hunter got past him, then the Richard would die, and this time he would not get back up. He twirled his sword in front of his body and ran at the Predator. Quickly, before he reached the Predator, he threw three Shuriken which all stabbed into the wall behind the net, weakening the wall to where it would shatter as the net continued to compress. Continuing his charge he thrusted his sword straight forward into the Predator's shoulder. His blade would've never made it had it not been for V. The explosion weakened the armor enough to where his blade could pierce the defenses. I will not He ripped the blade out; it was now coated with the green florescent blood of the hunter.... Allow you Ras then thrusted it right back in. To destroy these lives!
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:42:37 GMT -8
VPosted: Jun 4, 2006 2:21 AM The wall shattered, and the net fell harmlessly to V's feet. V mentally scanned his body, cuts and scratches...he was fine. He watched Ra's as he attacked the Predator and yelled at it. It was amazing how powerful he was. V threw back his cape and reached for his daggers....then with horror and dismay....realized he only had two left. V firmly believed a man was much more than his weapons, but he also acknowledged that they were nice to have lying around. Once he used these last two daggers, he would be thrusted in hand-to-hand combat. Twirling both daggers up he watched as Ra's continued his assault...waiting for the right moment.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:45:15 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 4, 2006 2:26 AM Barbara had no idea whether she wanted to kill him... or kiss him. If he were alive... why didn't he come to her before? It didn't make any sense. AT least not at that moment. She leaned down, firmly pressing her lips against his own, enlocking him within an intense, fiery kiss. The raw emotion that was being expressed was deeply etched into her face. She pulled away from him for a moment, wanting so badly to peel his eye mask away to look into the loving eyes she knew lay hidden beneath. She turned her head. "Damn you, Grayson..." she honestly was upset. She couldn't understand why he would make her go through the pain and suffering for second time. She was still so glad to see him... alive. And breathing.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:46:13 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 2:53 AM The moments when their lips were interlocked, were the few moments Dick felt as if all the scars and scrapes were gone...he felt complete again. As she broke away, he chuckled lightly. "Damn, I've missed that..." He rolled his head to the side...seeing Ra's against the Predator. Ra's was a brilliant warrior, more skilled in combat than Dick would ever be...but it was Nightwing's weaponry that kept the Predator from slaughtering him...and Ra's lived by his blade, he didn't have the weaponry that Nightwig had. He would still put up a valiant fight...but the Predator would slaughter him. He pulled a folded batarang from his gauntlet, and with a flick of his wrist, snapped it open. He laid his fist against the ground and pushed against it, slowly trying to raise himself to his feet. Dick's body didn't want to cooperate...but he had a nag for not caring of what his body wanted....he had a job to do.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:46:54 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 4, 2006 5:06 AM Barbara kept her left hand on his shoulder, still in a mind-whil of everything happening around her. By the sounds that were coming from the outside she could have sworn that Apokolypse had opened up and it was raining fire. "How long have you been like this?" her voice was weak and monotone. She was mentally tired and drained. Feeling him start to rise, she turned to him with tear stained cheeks. Was he doing this AGAIN? Was he going to get up and fight in the condition he was in? Her heart was aching. She spoke with clenched teeth, keeping her voice low. "RICHARD GRAYSON what the HELL do you hope to accomplish in the state you're in?!"
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:49:26 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 5:26 AM As she kept her hand on his shoulder, he didn't let that hold him down, he stood straight up, slowly...but surely. He stood in front of Barbara, looking down at her in her chair. Despite his shape, he could escape her without much difficulty...get out there, and give Ra's and V a hand in taking down that Predator... The batarang he held in his hand sat still in his grip...his arm hanging at his side...and then....it fell....hitting the ground beside his feet, landing harmlessly. Then...he did the same...falling to his knees before Barbara, resting his head against her knees... Despite how he fought them, tears began to make their way from his mask...rolling down the side of his face..."I'm sorry....Barb....I'm so sorry." Dick Grayson was never a man for tears, nor pitty. He always was one to take action...now...the Predator was here...with an ally...and his friends were out there fighting them....and when he could take action...he was here...on his knees, crying in Barbara's knees. She always had a way of bringing him to his knees...she always had a way of making him second guess his choices....when he left Gotham those years ago...she was the only reason he thought that choice over every day he spent in the 'Haven....she was the only reason he came back...and when he would be out there fighting these monsters...risking...if not throwing his life away....she was the reason he was here....she was always the reason....sh was all of his reasons...
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:53:25 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 4, 2006 5:46 AM She blinked a few times before realizing what happened. He stopped, pouring his own emotions out on her step, so to speak. Her face suddenly softened, her hands gently running through his hair, comfortingly. Lovingly. She leaned down, kissing the top of his head softly. "You know I love you, don't you??" She continued to comfort the boy, her fingers still stroking his head. "I know you're nature Dick, and I understand. But in some cases... when you're HURT and you have others whom are willing to protect you from a greater evil... LET them. "They're doing it because they CARE and respect you, Dick. Why do you think everyone is out there now? "Do you ever bother to look at the picture as a greater whole? Do you SEE.... I mean, really SEE what they're doing? "Those men and women are fighting for YOU. They're fighting for your life. For your HONOR. And you want to go against their efforts to throw your life away after they've made such a sacrifice?" Her voice of reason was blistering through. She hoped he was listening. She hoped to Hera he was.
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