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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:54:19 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 6:21 AM Dick was quiet for long moments. He pulled his body off of her knees, laying on the side of her wheel again. He picked up the batarang that had slipped through his grip when his mind went numb. All of his thoughts and choices flooded through his mind. He'd made so many mistakes, so many screw ups...and they were all screaming in his head right now. As those soft words came from her soothing voice...he knew from the beginning she was right. They were out there...they were fighting for him, for what he stood for, what he fought for, even when they believed he was dead, they still fought, when they could've just walked away. They stayed...and risked their lives...for a corpse. "I know..." He said weakly. "I know they're fighting for me...even though half of them don't even know I'm still alive....I just...don't like people risking their lives for me...despite my condition..." He couldn't quite explain it.....because he didn't quite understand it himself....but it was simply not in Dick's nature to 'sit back and watch.' He sat back and watched once...what he watched was his parents fall to their doom...and since then...he always tried to be out there with whoever he was fighting along side. He never thought about his own good...he would always do what was best for the group...and he never saw sitting back and watching as that move... But he stayed..staring at Barbara in the eyes....only she had that power...because they're love was more powerful than any mental scar could ever be...her love is what healed that scar... "I know you love me, Barbara....and I love you too..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:56:53 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 4, 2006 6:39 AM Barbara's hand continued to lay on his shoulder. She had no intentions on letting him go, even if he had to drag her with him should anything happen. Though, she had a feeling he wasn't going to just up and leave. Then again... she was no mind reader. She lowered her eyes. Her gaze afixed on the simulated swirling patterns that the marble floor had to offer. She allowed her mind to drift off into a distant place. A place of white nothing-ness. "A lot of people don't like the fact that others risk themselves for their own well being. I happen to be an example of one of those creatures." she turned to him, her mind half vacant as the words seemed to slip out like soap in one's hand. "I still have a hard time accepting anyone's help. I'd rather do it myself or help in the fight. I figure 'I'm no different than anyone else out there, why can't I do the same?' "In certain situations you have to take a step back. You have to see the larger picture otherwise all you get a fragments that will never fit together. "In certain situations... in certain dire situations, it's okay be offered help and it's okay to take that help. Sometimes... when you don't think and you ignore that help, you're hurting them more so as well as yourself."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:57:36 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 6:50 AM After long moments of silence....Nightwing nodded. "I know, Barb...I know." She was right....she always was... His own personal duties weren't what was on his mind right now....he knew, what had been going through her head...for so long now...she had thought he was dead. She had just gotten him back...and she thought he was gone for good. He knew the amount of pain that must've put her through...she knew she was infurriated at him...he could tell by the look in her eyes just before she had kissed him. He didn't know if she'd be willing to forgive him twice. Slowly...his gloved hand slid up the side of her wheelchair...until resting upon one of hers. "I'm sorry Barbara..." He didn't say what he was sorry for...but he didn't have to...he knew she'd know, that he meant about this entire "death" ordeal. "I never meant to hurt you..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 2:59:29 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 4, 2006 7:18 AM She didn't bother with saying 'I forgive you' or 'It's okay' just for the fact that she hadn't decided yet on whether she was really okay with it not. The truth of the matter was she knew that she wasn't. "......if you want to fight. I won't stop you." she said finally. "It is your life... and I'm being selfish to hold you back like I am." She inhaled deeply before pulling her hand back into her lap. "I understand where you're coming from about not being able to stand still while this is happening. "This is your battle. "And you hold a responsibility in the role. But just know, if you decide to go.... You GO. You leave and don't look back toward me. "I can't keep allowing my heart to be wounded anymore. "I won't deny that I don't love you, because I do. This has nothing to do with that. I just can't allow myself to be dragged under the vehicle anymore. If your engine starts up... I cut the rope to allow myself to become yet another grain of sand in the desolate desert." Her words didn't mean to come out as harsh or cold, but she had a feeling they did. She was being honest and nothing more.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:03:45 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 4, 2006 7:46 AM Nightwing nodded, her words did sting, but what hurt the most is how she pulled her hand away, but he didn't hold it against her. These were the effects of the mistakes he made. "I know....I've been a real ass in the past, I won't deny it...I left Gotham...I left you...for five years...five whole years, you were wondering if I had forgotten about you, or if I was dead in a ditch." He held his silence for long moments. The words didn't come easy to him...he was lost, and just talking as the words came to him, he was going to throw everything out there, everything, make it plain, simple, and blunt. "I screwed up...and I'm sorry for that...if you don't forgive me...you have the right not too..and I won't hold it against you if you don't...the blame's gotta fall on me." He held up the batarang that had been lying in his hand and hit a button on it...it began beeping, a red circle in the center. He tossed it at the wall, and it hit, exploding. He had set it for a minimum explosion, so little damage was done to the concrete wall, but his objective was achieved...a small fire. He pulled the mask from his face and tossed it into that fire...and they both watched as it burnt...he then looked back at her and said. "I did die...the second my parents died...the second their bodies slammed into the floor of the center ring, I lost everything...including my life. I hid that loss behind a mask. I was an empty shell, there was nothing more to me than the mission, his mission....then.....then I met you...and at our very first kiss...you breathed life into me again. You made Dick Grayson more than just a way to divert suspicion of that mask...I know I've hurt you...I accept the blame...and if you want me to leave, I will, and I won't look back....you say the word and I'll be gone..." He honestly didn't know what to expect. He loved her...he really did. But it was her choice from here. If she wanted him gone, he would become nothing more than a memory within the hour. He didn't know where he'd go, but it would be somewhere where no one she knew would see him so, she'd have no ties to him whatsoever. He honestly loved her, and he honestly didn't want to go, but if she told him to leave, then he earned that, he deserved it...and he would most deffinately do it...
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:09:09 GMT -8
PredatorPosted: Jun 4, 2006 12:43 PM The Hunter was hurt but more than that, pissed at the arrogance of this pathetic human called Ra's al Ghul. He was the one who first tried to use the Hunter as a bargaining chip against Batman and now he stands in the way of his victory. This ones life has lasted too long. The hunter swung a fist at Ra's but he ducked and swung his blade catching the hunter across the chest plate. As Ra's came back up the hunter reached out, grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall. Then the Hunter punched Ra's in the stomach extremely hard and as the punch landed the Hunter extended his wrist blades and stabbed Ra's deep in the abdomen. Still holding Ra's by the neck he retracted his wrist blades and let him fall to the ground. Ra's was alive but now lay in a pool of his own blood. He picked up the sword that Ra's had dropped looked at it coated with his blood and smashed it into the ground breaking it into about four pieces. The Hunter pulled out what looked like a small weapon but was really just a sirynge and strapped it into his shoulder wound. He let out a ROAR and injected a healing agent that began to close his wound. He moved away from the now wounded Ra's al Ghul and stood before V waiting for him to make a move.......
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:12:43 GMT -8
The BatPosted: Jun 4, 2006 1:14 PM As Batman was flung through the air he was pleased with the way the titanium trach guard had worked. He rolled with the impact and was little worse for the wear. Nothing broken and the Pred didn't crush His throat (*note to Wayne Tech, patent trach guard). He didn't hesitate a moment and withdrew the Co2 launcher and acid tip darts from their pouch. Once loaded, He held it in His left hand and threw a volley of Batarangs at the Preds weakened knee joints with His right. Leveling the launcher at the Pred's throat, He fired at the vulnerable spot under the face shield and stuck three acid darts in the Pred's neck. Batman gauged the damage to the younger Pred and wheeled around to see the funeral setting in sheer chaos. V was in a full tilt assault against the warrior Pred as Ra's was moving through the mess. Hyperkid appeared to be putting out a blaze. V had returned a volley from the warrior Pred and through the smoke and explosion knew the Pred's shoulder cannon was destroyed. What happened next threatened to send Batman into a surreal haze. He saw Ra's engage the warrior Pred and then Ra's attention moved to the casket. The lid was open. OPEN. His mind raged. NO, Dick's body would not be desecrated. He whirled around in a focused rage to attack but saw the look on Ra's face looking down toward the casket. There, on the ground next to the casket was Dick. He ran a tattered glove across his eyes, his body was not laid open with the spine and skull removed. He was ALIVE.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:16:27 GMT -8
Ra's al GhulPosted: Jun 5, 2006 12:18 AM Ra's body slid down the wall slowly...a trail of blood being left behind him. He held his stomach weakly...as if his hands could prevent the blood flow. But this was not so. The this red liquid flowed between his fingertips. The hunter hit him in a sensitive spot...he would need medical assistance in ten minutes, so he could be taken to a Lazarus Pit. But if he was not helped soon. It would be Ra's's funeral where they would all meet next... Ras lifted his head slowly, looking at the Predator who stared down at himit would seem Ras had become the prey. He knew soon he would be gone one with the earth he loved so dearly but thats when it struck him no--he would not sit here and accept fate. He was Ras al Ghul, he has cheated death for six hundred years, he still had a mission, he still had to restore the earth to her green and tranquil beauty, and he would be damned if he were to become some hunters hare in the gunsights. And if it were his fate to die right here, right now, he would do so in battle, fighting to his last breath, in honor. Looking up the monster that stood defiantly over him, he flicked his wrist producing three shuriken from the sleeve of his jacket and hurled them at the creature standing over him. Two went into the weakened chest plate, producing the green florescent blood, and then the third stabbed into tech panel on his wrist. His sword had been shattered by the hunter, but into sizable piece. He grabbed the nearest shard, and thrusted it straight through the hunters ankle.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:21:33 GMT -8
VPosted: Jun 5, 2006 12:36 AM V watched as Ra's al Ghul began his last stand against the Predator. He began to run at the monster, twirling his daggers as he went. It was now or never. Ra's had fundamentally weakened the monster, and if V was to defeat him, the time was now. The Predator's back was to him...it was the perfect opportunity. Just as Ra's thrusted the sword shard through his ankle, he was upon the creature. He twirled the left dagger to a downward position...and stabbed it into the Predator's shoulder...vertically...he pushed down as hard as he could, pushing the blade down as far is it would go, until just the hilt stood out from the shoulder. "I do not believe King Arthur will be pulling that out for you..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:22:37 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 5, 2006 2:46 AM Barbara's head slowly turned back to his, her eyes gazing into his own. Not the lenses of his mask, but through his own eyes. The back of her hand gently caressed his cheek as the look of faint disappointment was shattered within the gaze she shared with him. "Why didn't you tell me? You could have sent me some sort of message or SOMETHING just to know that you were actually okay. Why so secretive?" She was most definitly upset with him, but she would never ask him to just... leave. "I don't want you to leave." she breathed to him truthfully. "I never wanted that. " She dropped her head, letting her hand fall to rest on his neck. "But after so many attempts to rectify things and then they get sliced down the center twice and three times... it gets to be a bit much. I can only handle so much, Dick..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:23:37 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 5, 2006 3:19 AM He nodded. He understood the pain she felt. And there was nothing...absolutely nothing he hated more than knowing he was the cause of it. He thought back to his days in seclusion with V. They were more of a blur than a memory....almost like a movie one watched while falling asleep....it all ended up in a big puzzle. "I...don't know. I hardly spent anytime awake. When you went after....Spider, I think it was...V came to me in the tower...we'd met previously....then later...I woke up in some secluded place...a hideout of his...I spent the majority of the time unconscious...when I woke up...he let me in on his plan...I areed with him...and then he told me to rest....he'd injected me with some meds he'd developed...I would be dead right now had it not been for him...."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:24:39 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 5, 2006 4:16 AM She sighed weakly, knowing very wells he couldn't stay mad at the boy. She leaned down, kissing the top of his head. "I've got got to thank V personally the next time I get a moment with him." Barbara's fingers gently trailed down his cheek and under his chin, lifting his head just slightly. "......I'm guessing that this whole plan was to basically make everyone else think you were gone to lure Predator here so he would be tken down in a more controlled environment?" She shook her head not believing that she didn't see it sooner. "And in order for it to be believable... you couldn''t let anyone know, otherwise the plan would fall to pieces." Now that she thought about it out loud, she could easily see where that logical reasoning came into play. She gave him a really weak smile. "I'm.... glad you're here."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:26:00 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 5, 2006 4:45 AM Dick layed his his head back, his body was sat up against her wheel chair. He looked up at her in her seat...it'd been so long since he'd seen her...and honestly speaking....he thought he was just about to lose her again. He stood up slowly, using the wall to hold himself up, he ran his hand through her hair slowly, and brushed his lips against hers softly before interlocking her in a kiss. "I'm glad to be here..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:26:54 GMT -8
PredatorPosted: Jun 5, 2006 5:18 AM The Hunter is smart enough to know that this battle must end now or he will surely die. The Hunter throws a hard back hand at Ra's and sends him flying back crashing into the now empty casket of Nightwing.....then extends his spear and throws it directly towards V piercing him right through his shoulder. The Hunter pulls out 4 small disks and arms them. He scatters them through out the place and they begin to beep..........beep........he takes a long look at the Dark Knight and can still taste his blood and there battle is still yet to come............beep..........the hunter jumps up to the roof, hits his stealth mode and, disappears into the city........... BBHHHHHAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!! The place goes up in flames and the fate of our heroes is unknown.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 3:27:31 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 5, 2006 6:16 AM OOC: Oooookay. Great story guys! Well, I've talked with Oracle, and we've decided, that pretty much concludes this thread. We'd like to thank everybody who helped it along! Oracle Nightwing Batman Spiderman Hunter Chief V Ra's al Ghul Hyperkid Mask Dr. Doom Thanks for helping us produce this great story, thanks for keeping me in a casket in for a whole month...solitare was beginning to get boring, and thanks for giving us all the fun of this thread....almost makes dying look fun! Happy Roleplaying! --Bluebird, out.
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