Grayson and the Outlaws

The Mission: II

Inside Enemy Building. Two Days Ago.

Grayson, Agent 37, was standing in front of a bunch of fallen bodies, not knocked out by him. "You're telling me. You gotta see how wrecked this place is." He said while kneeling down, observing the victims of something big.

BOOM!

Grayson had been forced to the ground of the shaking building with a loud thud. The wall before him crumbling as it seemingly shattered to pieces. A tad bit groggy, Grayson slowly makes it to his feet. He stammered back some as he looked at the figure in front of him. Still waiting for his vision to clear, it was certain that this form before him was out of this world. "Oh, man... What the?!" The raven haired man stood in awe of the creature standing steady as he regained his vision. "I don't know whether I'm excited or intimidated..."

Before the spy clad in gray and blue huffed a behemoth of a man. His breathing was becoming more unsteady by the second, which was obviously a bad thing. "You... Wake me!" It grunted forcefully as it turned into a violent yell. "I'll destroy you!" The bright orange beast with a purple hue to its skin had become agitated. It looked like it was itching to throw a blow.

"Oh boy, looks like I've got a dinner date with tall, bright, and deadly." The spy said to other end of his earpiece, only to realize it had fallen out when he'd been attacked the awoken beast. "Alright Sleeping Ugly, how 'bout a chase to get that heart pumping?" Grayson smiled which triggered the monster to attack.

The glowing beast swung its fist, missing the agile spy when he performed a back-flip. The monster attacked again, but struck the ground in front of Grayson after he quickly jumped backwards. It would appear the the spy's agility was too much for this slow berserker. "Argh!" It screamed.

"Oh no grumpy, you gotta be quicker than that." Grayson flashed his classic grin for a moment, until the thing started to charge at him which prompted the blue eyed man to turn and dash off through the halls. As he ran through the halls of the building, cutting sharp turns around the corners, all he could hear were the quickened banging of footsteps of a beast behind him.

He spotted a broken elevator shaft and decided to take a chance. Making his way towards the opening, he instantly stops in front of the open area where the elevator should be. Quickly looking up he spots the elevator above him and nothing beneath. "Here goes something." He whispered as he dived down the empty shaft.

The glowing blue, orange monstrosity saw his target go into the shaft and without thinking he jumped in, "No run now!" It yelled as it was free falling down many floors. But then the beast turned its head above him when he heard a voice.

"Great job Sleeping Ugly, have a nice fall." Above the beast was Grayson, hanging on the line with one hand. He made a saluting gesture with the other as he uncontrollably let out a cheeky grin.

"Shit..." The beast realized he was in for a long and painful trip to the bottom. When he crashed to what was presumed to be the last floor, the monster's heavy body impacted greatly. A large hole was created as it fell deeper than what the spy expected. And moments after an audible crash was heard and everything went silent.

With a raised eyebrow, Grayson thought for a quick second. And then it dawned on him, "Secret basement lab floors. This is all to familiar." He smirked as he slid down the line in the elevator shaft, causing his gloves to heat up a bit. Passing through the torn hole created by the beast, the spy went down a few more floors until he hit the ground. With the monster not in sight the blue eyed male worried, "Where'd he go?" He asked himself as he began snooping around.

Glancing at messy counter tops littered with multiple flasks, papers, needles, cages with what could only be dead animals. Insert PETA joke here...

"Man, what the heck's been going down in this basement? Not the typical bat basement for sure." Grayson began to think for a moment with his fingers to his chin. 'Why would they hide this place under the main building? If my memory serves me well, Cadmus had a...' The spy realized something in that moment of thought. "The big guy... But he disappeared..."

Underneath his feet, the spy stepped on some sticky and wet substance. He was so into thought he didn't realize as he passed over the red puddle. That was when he spotted a door, but quickly losing his excitement when he saw it needed a scan. There goes that mystery.

Moving around slowly and almost quietly was the red liquid puddle. It the splished and splashed as it began to rise and form a broad monstrous figure. Grayson turned to spot the liquid solidifying, making his appearance apparent. The white patches of hair on the head, the red-orange skin, the shimmering blue glow to its body.

"Great, he was wet..." He said with a sigh of disappointment, looking up as the creature towered over him. "I take it you live here." He then swing out his black and blue tipped escrima sticks, emitting a controlled pulse of electricity from each.

The creature laughed, showing its ugly yellow teeth and black tongue. "You funny! Pretty boy think he can beat me!" It slumped over grabbing its bulging stomach that held a four pack. "You lose hard now."

Grayson rolled his eyes, "Glad I could make you laugh." He said sarcastically, "Now bring it and I'll show you a good time." Seconds after his last word came out his mouth, a punch came flying at him. But with superior reflexes he did a hand less cartwheel to his side to avoid the impact of the punch.

Not able to follow up not because of fright, but because he saw the monster speared painfully through the previously sealed door which was now in pieces. A flaming streak had zoomed from behind the creature, and feeling a tug in his chest he took a step forward. He looked at the broken down metallic shattered door and at the creature slowly liquifying into an reddish orange substance. And above that mess was something that used to calm his mind, make his heart skip a beat. Someone who used to wait on him. He felt that at times she was made for him. He felt awkward at the sight of her, at the renewed closeness they now stood in. The last time he had seen her was when Jason came to the manor, but he was too hurt at the moment to even attempt to show his face. Who could blame him? He lost so much then: his childhood friend died at the hands of the Joker, his circus was destroyed, and now?

Well he was 'dead', he died for the secrets of every hero. He died to keep their fighting alive, as long as they had something to fight for. He now worked in the shadows of the shadows as someone nonexistent to the world. It hurt him and his close friends to know he was gone, away from the superhero life, but yet so close.

"Star..." The shocked spy whispered just low enough for the tan beauty in front of him not to hear.

Suddenly, the hovering woman with flaming red hair turned her head in the direction of this odd man in gray. Her face went from anger to confusion in a matter of seconds. "Who are you?"

Outside Building. Middle of the Desert.

Arsenal had hit five different guys with five different arrows and stood there with a smirk on his face. "And here comes the good part." He said to himself. One by one the arrows activated, doing something different than the other. The first guy was blown away by a sonic blast, the second had been hit with knockout gas, the third was wrapped in rope that then electrocuted him, the fourth had been hit with an explosive, and the fifth wouldn't be able to walk for two lifetimes to put it simply. "Jason, you almost done?"

One by one, raging enemies in black charging at the helmet wearing hero were struck down by a frenzy of bullets. He dropped all the chumps that dared come his way. "Just finishing up." He said as he lowered his weapons. The two combatants stood in the middle of wasted bodies, but Redhood had to admit they received much support from the hovering helicopter. The unknown pilot had been firing on a load of baddies, making their job that much easier.

"We have to get to that building and find Kory." Arsenal started pointing at the building protruding out the sand.

Redhood nodded, "I know. But we still have an unknown factor in that pilot up there." The leader of the band of Outlaws pointed out to his bothered partner. "Whose to say they won't turn on us?" Man, Jason really had trust issues.

Arsenal grunted as he gripped his forehead, "If it bothers you that much take 'em out the air!" He was about to storm off in the direction of the mysterious building when a lone shadowed figure slowly walked through the sandy and bloody battleground they made. "Just one more then?" He asked aloud as he prepared a special arrow for they're last victim. Awaiting for the person to draw closer, he or she as it appeared stopped.

Vaguely able to see her appearance, they could make out her black attire and white mask. She was silent and creepy the way she just stood there. "Is she a friendly?" Redhood asked Arsenal.

But before he could get his response the masked lady charged down the sandy hill. Unfortunately for the crime fighting tag team, the female had added another fighter to their approaching battle. And then another out of seemingly nowhere. As she got even closer it became clear that she was multiplying herself.

"Shit I don't have time for more of this." Arsenal grunted again as he fired his first arrow, a gloved one, that hit her face. As the one clone flew back after receiving the heavy hit to the head, the mask broke off. But he was then double teamed by to masked lady from the front and back. He was seemingly tossed around by their alternating kicks and punches. Overwhelmed, he was hit back and down to the ground, laying beside the first and only clone he took out. His eyes widened at her face, The tight eyes, painted markings, black flowing long hair. This woman he knew... a little too well... "Cheshire!"


Hiya guys, it just felt right to end the chapter here. I think I like writing this series in short chapters because this didn't take long at all. And I feel good and not worn out by writing too much.

Okay so obviously somethings have changed concerning the Teen Titans Universe and New 52 as well as Young Justice. But it will all make sense soon. Think of it as a merger of some Young Justice with the Titans and obviously The New 52. Duh, its a crossover lol. But just to make you think: Was Lian ever born? Was Nightwing apart of this Young Justice Team? How long was he Robin and a Titan? What happened between Grayson and Starfire? Well I don't know, I'll make it up as I go! -Insert Evil laugh here-

This has been C.o.B. like the corn on it and with that said... Have a nice day or night or whatever it is you do.