Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! This one is short but most of the other ones are as well. This whole story I did for my Creative Writing class so it is kind of short even though it was six pages long when I wrote this. This is however one of the favorite things that I have written so please enjoy this!
Before they knew it they were crossing from Saudi Arabia into Qatar. Dick, who had just woken up from a nap to regain some of his strength, had just taken over flying the Batjet from Jason.
"So what's the plan?" He asked Tim.
"We sneak into the compound and find Barbara without being spotted. A simple extraction."
"And the contingency for if that doesn't work?"
"We barge in there with fists, and bullets, flying." Jason said examining his loaded gun.
"And what if that plan doesn't work?" Disk asked again hoping that Tim or Damian could come up with anything better.
"We wing it." Damian said as Jason laughed at the little Robin for saying wing it.
"Ok so now that everyone knows the plan, let's try to stick to-" He was cut off by something hitting the jet. A few seconds later there was an explosion. The left wing of the jet was almost completely gone. They were falling out of the sky as a bird would if it was shot, except instead of a bird they were freaking Dumbo. Before he knew it, Dick was being handed a parachute. He watched as Jason and Tim jumped out of the jet. Just about the time he and Damian were going to jump out of the jet another missile hit the plane sending him into darkness for the second time in twenty-four hours.
