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Wings of the Knight Ch. Four - YJ Chapter Four
Tension hung thick and heavy like a damp woolen blanket over the small, white-washed room as the Team gazed nervously at their frozen teammate. While Batman continued to dress the fallen man's numerous wounds, the younger Team stood by in a way that could only be described as awkward, unsure of what to do or how to react. So much had happened in the last hour that was not according to any sort of plan or scenario they had ever trained for, and some of the newer heroes were vastly unprepared. Noticing this, the Dark Knight did the only thing he could: watch out for his own. "Robin, come help
Wings of the Knight Ch. Three - YJ Chapter Three
When Batman reentered the hospital room, he found the manhis enemystruggling to stand at the side of the plastic-railed bed, one hand clutching at the scratchy sheets for some kind stability, the other out in front of him in an effort to balance. "You're being released into Justice League care after you've been deemed stable," the caped man scowled, making to move to help. Though he was capable of empathy, it was not his job to extent such a kindness to the villains he encountered on a daily basis. In the field, behavior like that could result in serious injury or, worse, fatalities. "A nurse should be in sho
Wings of the Knight Ch. Two - YJ Chapter Two
Have you ever wondered what the world would be like without its precious Batman to save it? Quite a thought, really--Gotham without the Dark Knight. Would anyone mourn, or would the people be grateful? What would become of the city? The Justice League? Robin? Imagine a day without the Bat. Now imagine a lifetime... Can you see the future, little bird? Because I can. And it's beautiful.
The man awoke with a jerk, shooting into a sitting position before crying out in pain and falling back into the pillows that surrounded him as an echo-y laugh continued to ring across his subconscious mind, playing on an endless loop that
Wings of the Knight Ch. One - YJ Chapter One:
Inky darkness that enveloped the notorious city in more ways than one fell like a smothering blanket across cracked brick buildings that towered across an invisible skyline back dropped against the barely-existent light of the clouded half moon. Hours had passed since any human eye would have been able to discern an object farther than half an inch away, offering an inviting solace to the midnight-clad man lurking in the endless shadows high above the city's dilapidated streets. To him, the night was a welcome home that aided him in his eternal--yet at times precarious--quest for the lighter side of good and evil's the ever
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and t
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