Author's note: Sorry it took so long to update. The bums who run this sight, don't take care of it. So the page kept crashing on me when i tried to save my progress. So a bunch of time and writing was wasted, because i had to start all over and the roll i was on was ruined. So i'm sorry, that the people who run this sight suck. Anyway, here we go with chapter 7.

Chapter 7: We're All Gonna Die

Bruce, Dick, and Tim were in the jet getting ready to Jump. Alfred was remote controlling the Jet from the cave, steadily gaining altitude to 30,000 meters and making their way to the Penguins compound. They all were wearing parachutes, breathing apparatuses with a built in HUD, and para-jumping suits over their crime fighting gear.

Bruce was explaining the function of their suits HUD. "Okay boys, this is our 'Heads Up Display'. It's gonna track our altitude and oxygen levels. Wait until it tells you to deploy your chute. Too early, and you risk us getting seen and killed. Definitely don't wait too late otherwise the last thing that'll go through your mind is your knee-caps."

"Master Bruce," Alfred said over the coms channel. "You're nearing the drop point."

They walked over to the ramp, and began lowing it. Dick knew it wasn't the best time, but he wanted to clear the air and make sure Bruce knew nothing happened between him and Selina.

"Listen Bruce. About what happened with Selina and I, way back..."

"It's fine, Dick. It doesn't matter what happened with you two. We all have history we're not proud of."

"But..."

"But nothing. Really, it's fine. In fact it's poetic justice in a cruel way."

Alfred's voice came in over their coms channel. "We're almost over the drop point." The ramp was fully opened up and the three of them stood by ready to jump.

The wind was howling loudly. Dick had to yell to talk to Bruce. "What do you mean by poetic justice?" he asked.

"Well, i'm not proud about it but..." Bruce sighed heavily. "Barbra and I had an affair while you two were dating."

Dick shot a look of rage at Bruce. "What!?"

"It was once and it was a long time ago when you two were taking a break. We both felt horrible about it."

"You slept with Barbra, while we were still dating?!" Dick looked back at Tim. "Did you know about this?"

"You didn't?" Tim asked back. Dick just shot an angry and surprised look at Tim.

"It was just one of those things that happened." Bruce explained. "I'm sorry."

Dick starred at him intensely. "I never slept with Selina!" He yelled.

"What?" Bruce asked. "But you.."

"I only made you think that!" Dick yelled. "Think that, to make you jealous!"

"Aw shit!" Bruce sighed.

"You slept with my girlfriend!" Dick yelled as he charged Bruce, wrapped both his legs up and slammed him against the wall. "You son of a bitch!" He growled as he dug his forearm against Bruce's neck.

"Um, she's not your girlfriend anymore." Tim reminded him.

"Alright men," Alfred's voice interrupted. "The light is green. Jump."

"Guys, come on! Is now really the time?" Tim shook his head and took a look at the drop. He could see the clouds below them. They were a dark grey and he saw there was lighting. Tim shook his head and headed over to Bruce and Dick to try and break up their fight. "No good. No good, the storm is too dangerous. We'll have to rework our plan"

Dick looked at the opened ramp, and back at Bruce. "I ain't scared of a little lighting." He grabbed Bruce by the collar of his jumpsuit. "How bout you?" He asked as he threw himself and Bruce out of the plane, for a free fall at 30,000 meters.

"That's not good." Tim sighed as he got ready to jump. "We're all gonna die." He then leapt out of the plane and began to fall.

Dick grabbed Bruce and punched him as they fell. "Dick, calm down." Bruce tried to reason with him.

"You're a real piece of shit you know that!"

"Dick Stop! We need to..." Bruce was interrupted by a bright flash of lighting and a explosive clash of thunder that disoriented them.

Tim was blinded for a second but when he got his senses back, he looked around and was all alone.

"Bruce? Dick?" He asked over the coms. No response. "Guys!?"


Meanwhile:

The girls were in the bat-mobile, nearing the Penguins compound. "I mean, what were you thinking?" Selina snapped at Kathy.

"How many times do i have to say i'm sorry?"

"You know the beef that they already have, now you bring up that fake affair we never had?"

"I was just trying to have a little fun."

"Well you're little fun comment might lead to the boys doing something really stupid."

"Look, they'll be fine. This is some high school bullshit you're all on. We're close to penguins place anyway. Let's just focus on fucking shit up."

Selina let out a sigh. "Alright fine."

"I mean come on. How much trouble could this possibly get them in?"


Bruce woke up to the sound of his suits voice informing him of the altitude. "200,000 meters to deploy." They had just broken through the cloud line, and the ground was coming up fast.

"Bruce! Dick! Where you at?" He heard Tim call out.

Bruce looked around and saw Tim was below him. "I hear you Tim. Check you 6, high." Tim flipped over and nodded.

"Okay, good. I got you. I still don't have eyes on Dick."

Bruce looked around and saw him. "I got him. Check your 3 o'clock, high."

Tim looked over and nodded. "Alright i got him too...except,"

"Except he's not moving." Bruce said with a slight hint of worry in his voice. "His oxygen line is cut. I'm gonna get him."

"Hurry Bruce, we're nearing 15,000 meters."

Bruce held his arms to his side to angle his fall towards Nightwing and intercept him. He reached his hand out to catch him, but missed him by inches.

"Come on." Bruce groaned. With a second effort, he grabbed Nightwing. "That's it. I got you son." He said as he got to work trying to fix his oxygen cord. Dick's visor was fogged up. No oxygen was flowing, only carbon dioxide flooded his mask.

"15,000 meters." Their HUD informed them.

"Talk to me Bruce. What's going on up there?"

"Dick's oxygen line is beyond repair." Bruce sighed. "I'm gonna give him mine. I'll breathe shallow till the drop."

"Just hurry your ass up!"

"You're commentary is not helping!" Bruce struggled removing his oxygen tank. The high winds were interfering with him.

"10,000 meters."

"Shit." Bruce groaned.

"Come on Bruce." Tim whispered to himself.

Bruce took a deep breath and calmed himself. "Stay with me Dick." He was able to remove his oxygen cord, and tank, and attach them both to Dick. Once he got the tank set up, Dick was able to breath good air again, and the fog on his visor quickly cleared up.

"That's it. You're okay."

"5'000 meters."

"Bruce, are we good or what?" Tim called out.

Bruce gave Nightwing a shake, "Hey! Come on, wake up!" No response.

"Bruce we gotta go now!"

"Deploy! Deploy! Deploy!" Their suit repeated.

Tim pulled his cord. Bruce turned over so Dick's back faced towards the sky. Bruce then pulled the cord of Dick's chute, sending him up and away from him.

"Deploy Deploy Deploy!"

"BRUCE!" Tim cried.


"There's the front gate!" Kathy said excited.

"Think they know what's coming for'em?" Selina asked with a chuckle.

"Not a damn chance." Kathy said as she punched the throttle down all the way and sent the car crashing through the titanium gate like a sheet of glass.

Once inside the compound, the car was flooded with Bullets. Kathy activated the car's tank capabilities and took over the driving as Selina maned the weapons.

"Shoot something!" Kathy called out.

"Don't mind if i do!" Selina replied with a grin. She gripped the gun controls and opened fire with machine guns burst to scatter the shooters and scare them.

Once Selina opened fire, most of the grunts dropped their guns and made a break for it. The others that were to stubborn to run for it, were met with the bean-bag gun. A non-lethal take down, but it hurt like hell. They were clearing out of the compound quickly.


"Deploy Deploy Deploy!"

Bruce turned over. The ground looked too close for comfort. He pulled the cord to his chute, and it opened up. But he was too close to the ground. His momentum wasn't going to stall enough to save his life. But serendipity arrived in the form of an old radio antenna. His chute caught onto it and broke his fall. His suits harness caught him hard, and send him flying backwards into the antenna with a hard smack against the metal. He let out a grunt of pain.

One of Penguins goons was on the roof, he saw Batman stuck up there, like a sitting duck.

Batman just held up his hands and sighed. "You'll never get a cleaner shot."

The goon smiled as he aimed his weapon. But his smile was whipped of his face, as one of Nightwing batons came flying in, hitting him right on the chin, and knocking him out cold.

Nightwing landed cleanly on the roof, followed closely by Tim. Bruce cut the cords of his chute and dropped down to the roof. Dick looked at him and grinned. "I just saved your ass." He also saw Bruce was missing his oxygen tank. Dick tapped the one, that Bruce gave him. "And it looks like you lost your oxygen. Not your best jump, huh old man?"

Bruce starred at him for a second, rolled his eyes, and shrugged. Dick chuckled in response.

Tim looked down from the roof and nodded. "The girls are making serious progress." He said. "They almost got the place cleared out.

"There's plenty more inside." Bruce replied.

They stripped their jump suits off quickly, got their normal fighting gear set, and then made their way into the building. Dick took point and headed inside first, allowing Tim to say something to Bruce quietly.

"So are you gonna tell him about how badly you saved his ass on the jump, or should I?" He asked.

Bruce shook his head. "Let him have this one. He needs it."

Tim nodded. "Fair enough."