Ninja
Nightwing crouched on the roof of a tall building in Metropolis. Across the street, Red Hood was doing the same. The Justice League was off world, helping to build the International Space Station.
Everyone thought things were going to be fine with the League gone, until the President decided to give an impromptu speech. The Secret Service scrambled to provide ample security, and asked the League to fill in.
Nightwing decided to take the job himself instead of bothering the League. He asked M'gann and Connor to blend into the crowd and watch things from there. He had stopped to grab some things from the Batcave when he found Red Hood just hanging out.
He asked what Nightwing was up to, and Nightwing told him the truth. He insisted he join, and promised not to kill anyone. Nightwing didn't have enough time to argue with him, and said he could come with.
So now, here they were, standing on top of buildings, watching the president give his speech. The sun was setting, giving the city a menacing look. A dark shadow moved across the roof of the building behind the president. Red Hood glanced over to Nightwing. A single nod was all they needed to move towards the shadow.
Red Hood reached the building first. He started to scope around; there was plenty on the roof for someone to hide behind. Nightwing started to do the same as soon as he arrived.
In a burst of movement, a figure in head to toe black appeared, tossing throwing stars at them. The two crime fighters ducked, Red Hood pulling out guns while Nightwing pulled out escrima sticks. The figure ran towards Nightwing, not wanting to be shot.
A quick fight ensued, but a blow to the head knocked Nightwing back. Red Hood started shooting, and the figure focused on dodging the bullets. Whoever it was had great moves, like they were trained by the Shadows.
Red Hood finally decided that the bullets were doing no good and decided to do things the old fashioned way, hand-to-hand. The figure saw him holster his guns and pulled out a small bamboo rod, which they shot darts out of. Red Hood dodged, and Nightwing came to his rescue by tackling the figure to the ground.
The two handcuffed the figure, and then pulled off the ninja style mask. Beneath was a girl. She had black hair, pulled back so it didn't get into her eyes, with very dark brown eyes. Her skin was dark, an olive tone.
"Who are you?" Red Hood asked.
The girl refused to answer. Nightwing turned and radioed M'gann and Connor to tell them to look for any others who might be here to assassinate the president in case she failed. Red Hood went over to him.
"What do we do with her?"
"We'll take her back to the Mountain and question her. And we're going to have a talk about those guns when we get home."
Red Hood rolled his eyes, even though Nightwing couldn't see it through the helmet. They turned around to find the handcuffs empty with a note attached to them.
Nice try.
Happy Birthday RedwingandNightHood. May all your dreams come true! If anyone else wants a chapter, just PM me with your birthday and a quick prompt.
Have a dynamic day,
Shadow
