A/N: This my my first fanfic. I wrote it a while back for one of my roleplay accounts. I gave the story a soundtrack, kinda like it's a movie. Review and tell me whether or not you liked it.
[New Divide - Linkin Park]
Gotham City is a powder keg. Tension between rival gangs is rising, and allegiances are being made. The Falcones have recruited Bane and Firefly as their chief enforcers, Black Mask has hired a small militia of mercenaries, and to make matters worse, Scarecrow has escaped Arkham Asylum and plans to unleash an upgraded Fear Toxin on the citizens of Gotham. With Batman away on League business, the responsibility falls on Nightwing to prevent an all-out gang war, as well as stop Scarecrow's dastardly plans.
Nightwing speed through the Gotham backstreets on his motorcycle, racing well above the speed limit as he talked on his in-ear communicator. "Let me get this straight," he said to Batgirl, who, being pregnant, could only help by feeding him information from the Batcave. "Carmine sent Firefly to torch Black Mask's stash house?"
The reply came quickly. "Yep. I guess the talking is over. We're about to have a full-fledged war on our hands, Dick." The former Boy Wonder scowled as he thought about what a turf war could mean for Gotham. "I'm not allowing that. They wanna go to war, they have to go through me." On the other end of the comlink, Babs sighed softly. "Be careful, Dick." Instead of replying, Dick Grayson simply revved his engine and gunned the bike toward the warehouse that Black Mask used to store his various narcotics and firearms.
[My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light Em Up) - Fall Out Boy]
Nightwing skidded to a stop in front of the warehouse, raising an arm to shield his face from the intense heat radiating from the building. As Grayson shifted his view skyward, he could clearly see Firefly whizzing around the warehouse with both flamethrower gauntlets spewing fire, adding to the conflagration. Without taking the time to think, Nightwing jumped from the bike, pulling a grapple shooter from a pouch on his belt. He aimed the grapple at Firefly, and with the press of a button, launched the hook at the aerial arsonist's ankle.
Having caught the firebug by surprise, Nightwing gave a powerful yank, pulling Firefly by the grapple cord and slamming him into the ground. The moment Firefly came into contact with the concrete, Dick leapt into action. In one fluid motion, he tossed the grapple shooter aside, flipped through the air and aimed a powerful heel kick at Firefly's chest. Unfortunately, the pyromaniacal villain was able to evade the attack just as the volatile chemicals and weaponry within the warehouse exploded in a fiery inferno.
The blast sent both men flying backwards as they were pelted with flaming debris. When Nightwing recovered, Firefly was hovering in front of him, aiming one of his gauntlets directly at the young hero's face. Nightwing scowled as Firefly began to speak. "I could kill you right now. You /do/ realize that, don't you? Lucky for you, I've got other things to do tonight." With that, he flew away, leaving Nightwing to pull himself from the smouldering rubble.
Dick called Barbara on his comlink. "Bad news. The warehouse is toast /and/ he got away." There was a faint sound of typing, then Babs spoke. "Even worse news. Bane just took down four of Mask's mercs. Falcone is really trying to cripple Black Mask's resources, and you can just imagine what the retaliation will be like." Dick frowned. "I need you to find out where Bane is headed and help me beat him there." There was more typing, and then..."Alright, listen up."
[Catalyst - Linkin Park]
Fifteen minutes later, Nightwing was crouched on a rooftop holding a pair of night vision binoculars to his eyes. Bane should pass by any second now. A black SUV sped around the corner wildly. Nightwing stood up, placed the binoculars in a pouch and stood up, pulling his eskrimas from their holsters. "Showtime," he muttered to himself. But just as he was about to dive into action, Grayson saw something that both surprised and confused him, and complicated the situation greatly. As the SUV sped down the empty street, a large, scaly figure erupted from the sewers and flung a heavy manhole cover through the vehicle's windshield as though it were a Frisbee.
"Killer Croc?!" Nightwing exclaimed as the SUV swerved out of control and crashed into a lightpost. The reptilian bruiser heard his name being called his name being called and and looked over his shoulder, spotting Nightwing. "You better stay outta this, Bird Boy. Tha boss said ta take Bane out fer what he did, but I'm sure he won't mind if I eat you, too!" Croc gave a fearsome, toothy snarl. Nightwing tightened his grip on his eskrimas and flipped from the rooftop, landing gracefully in the street as he took a fighting stance. "I'd like to see you eat /anything/ once I knock your teeth out."
There was a loud banging noise, then the driver's door flew off of the SUV and Bane stepped out. "¿Qué tenemos aquí? A birdie and a /lizardo/." The lucha libre powerhouse flexed his muscles and glared at the two adversaries in front of him. Without warning, Bane lunged at Killer Croc. The events that occurred next happened very rapidly.
°SLOW MOTION°
Bane dove for Croc and managed to get a tight grip around his throat before he noticed a black and blue blur moving behind the green monster. Nightwing flipped four times in the air and slammed his foot into Killer Croc's neck, sending his thick skull smashing into Bane's face. Bane went stumbling backwards as Nightwing kicked Croc's legs out from under him, sending the beast crashing into the ground.
Bane regained his footing and grabbed the car door from the ground, then hurled it at Nightwing, who was rushing in with his eskrimas raised. Nightwing dropped to his knees, sliding forward with his nose mere inches below the car door, then leapt to his feet as he reached Bane. As he rose, Nightwing pressed the buttons that electrified his eskrimas and jammed the sticks under the chin of the much larger man. The sudden force of Nightwing rising from a kneel sent Bane into the air as his body took a shock of 60,000 volts, instantly sending him into unconsciousness.
Meanwhile, Killer Croc climbed back to his feet, only to be met with the flying car door that was thrown by Bane. With a sickening crunch, the steel door collided with scaled flesh and sent the crocodilian menace flying backwards into the brick wall of an abandoned storefront. Croc's loud grunt of pain reminded Nightwing that he still had one foe to take down. He whirled around, doing the eskrima in his right hand to draw two explosive Wing-Dings from his belt. The bladed projectiles were thrown at Killer Croc with expert accuracy. "Chew on this!" Nightwing yelled as the Wing-Dings exploded on either side of Croc's massive head, knocking the monster out cold.
° END OF SLOW MOTION°
"Dick!" Barbara's voice rang out in Nightwing's earpiece. "Firefly and Black Mask's men are fighting! They've already torched the dockyards, the Warehouse District, and half of Crime Alley! You need to get over to Crime Alley, like, NOW!"
Nightwing picked up his dropped eskrima, placed the sticks in their holsters, and shot his grapple gun up to a nearby rooftop. "I'm on it. Croc and Bane are KO'ed at my location. Send someone for pickup." "Hurry, Dick. The GCPD are struggling."
Nightwing set off at a full sprint, running from rooftop to rooftop until he saw the red-orange glow of flames. As Nightwing perched on a gargoyle, he was at a complete loss for words. The entire neighborhood was set ablaze. Gotham City police officers scattered around, trying to help civilians to safety as Firefly and hired killers from both Falcone's and Black Mask's camps waged in a fight to the death. And somewhere across the city, Scarecrow laughed to himself. "Tonight, when Gotham is on the brink of destruction, it will know FEAR!"
[Fire - Big Sean]
TO BE CONTINUED...