Anonymous asked: Prompt: Talon!Dick Helping the young justice team and acidenatlly scare them.
Summary: The Team gets kidnapped and it's a very irritated and slightly unhinged former talon to the rescue. Fits somewhere in the talon!dick verse I've been writing. Let's say after the cab driver incident but before he meets Slade for the first time. (This kind of got away from me…)
Dick didn't mean to get involved, really he didn't. It was just that they were so helplessly stuck that if he left them there, the world would probably end or something stupid like that. A few months ago Roy Harper, Wally West, and Kaldur'ahm had disobeyed orders from the Justice League to stay put in the Hall of Justice, broken into Cadmus, and discovered a clone of Superman (Superman was not dealing with this). Dick had rolled his eyes at the news, and Bruce's statement that maybe he could join the team since he was around the same age as them.
Bruce had taken the dismissal pretty well and they'd gone back to normal, which was being antisocial and keeping an eye on the new team. Dinah Lance, known to the superhero community at large as Black Canary, had been put in charge of giving missions and Red Tornado was the so called "den mother" of the team, which had expanded to contain Miss Martian, assassin's daughter Artemis Crock, and Batgirl, because Babs was much less antisocial than the other Bats.
In truth, Babs was the only reason Dick was actually here. When Batgirl went missing it was never a good thing. Babs had become Dick's moral compass and with her gone, he often did things he might regret later. Especially if she found out what he had done. He always wanted to be a better person than he actually was for her.
Dinah had admitted that she'd sent the team after what had seemed like a drug deal. It was supposed to have been an easy bust and the woman was concerned that they hadn't come back in the time frame allotted. Dick had taken one look at the information she had about the gang and had started swearing in half a dozen foreign languages. Dinah Lance had sent the team after an international drug gang that Dick had been tracking for months because they had another quieter business on the side, assassination. Logically Dick knew the mess was at least partly his fault because he hadn't updated the Justice League files with his new information because he hadn't wanted anyone butting into his case. They had stuck their noses in anyway and someone was going to get killed.
Dick crouched in the shadows, dressed all in black. He hadn't bothered with the Robin uniform, not wanting to soil the name his mother had given him with bloodshed. His claws, the ones he had used as a Talon, were on his hands, ready to strike, and he had a variety of knives tucked away. This idiots wouldn't know what hit them.
Yellow-gold eyes focused on the pair of men patrolling, following them on their route. "You think one of those major heroes will really show up?" one of them asked, obviously bored by hours of seeing nothing.
"No doubt," the other one replied. This man had a hint of an accent, German by Dick's best guess, and looked irritated by the question. He wouldn't give Dick any answers but the other one might. That was all the boy needed to know as he dropped from the ceiling. Two minutes later the men were bloody and bruised but alive, albeit unconscious, and Dick was on his way to rescue a hapless team of superheroes.
Wally West had experienced a lot of things since the science experiment that had made him Kid Flash but kidnapping didn't really make the list. When push came to shove, he was normally too fast for anyone to even think of kidnapping yet here he was, tied up with the rest of the team. They'd managed to get Conner with kryptonite and Batgirl was struggling to escape from the knots they'd used to tie the ropes. Furthermore, the room was far too warm for M'gann to use the full extent of her gifts. In short, they were stuck. It wasn't a fun feeling.
The door to the room they were locked in opened softly and a figure dressed in black with brilliant yellow eyes. Wally felt himself tense but Batgirl giggled, a grin crossing her face. "You lied when you said you weren't my knight in shining armor," she whispered at the boy as he crossed the room, a knife coming out of nowhere and undoing Batgirl's bonds.
"I'm not a knight," the boy replied, sounding disgusted by the very idea, and Batgirl lifted a gloved hand to muffle her snickers. The boy handed the knife to her and then went over to Wally, cutting his bonds in an instant before moving on to Kaldur.
Wally rubbed feeling back into his hands and crossed the room in an instant to stand next to Batgirl, who had freed Artemis and moved on to M'gann. "Who is that guy?" he asked in a hiss that he had a sneaking suspicion the guy heard. There was something about him that just gave Wally the creeps.
"He's Robin," the red head told him, helping M'gann to her feet. "Some of the time at least."
"Not right now," the boy interjected, voice cool as he stomped down hard on the kryptonite. Wally had seen kryptonite stand up to a lot of things but the small chunk shattered into powder beneath his foot. Kal and Roy quickly slid around him, giving the strange a wide berth as they helped Conner to his feet. The boy motioned for them to follow and then ghosted out of the room, Batgirl following right behind him. The others exchanged nervous glances before following.
The hall they stepped into was completely empty. Though Wally had heard footsteps pass at regular intervals while they were still tied up, there was not a single person in sight. Their rescuer was standing in the middle of the hall waiting impatiently for them, Batgirl next to him. Neither one was even trying to hide. "Dare I ask what you did to them?" Batgirl was asking, shooting an unreadable glance at "Robin."
"They'll live," the boy replied impassively, arms loose at his sides and ready for trouble.
"Who are they, exactly?" Artemis demanded, voice sharp and hands on her hips. The cooler air had M'gann able to stand upright without support which apparently meant Artemis was free to criticize the guy who had just saved their butts.
"Drug dealers," the boy said with a shrug. "Assassins on the side but you, of all people, should understand that." Artemis gulped and gave a weak nod, not meeting anyone's eyes as they glanced at her questioningly.
"Hey," Wally cut in. "You don't have to be mean about this whole mess. Arty was just asking a question." The young speedster might have argued with Artemis a lot but no one deserved to feel like crap for just answering a question.
"I was simply answering," the boy replied, shrugging again, and Batgirl smacked a hand to her forehead.
"Like an emotionless little brat you…" she made a growling sound before smacking his shoulder. The boy didn't flinch but he did squirm a little before looking at the ground and mumbling an apology. He was still focused on the floor when a man loomed over them and sent Batgirl flying with a single blow. What happened after was the boy snapping. That was the only real explanation for it.
Their rescuer let out a feral snarl and whirled on his heel, fingers flashing. Almost instantly, lines of blood began dripping from the massive man's chest and he stumbled back. The boy advanced and the man crumpled, blood everywhere, as Batgirl pulled herself to her feet. "Robin? Robin!" she yelled, launching herself towards the feral boy. "Dick!" she practically screamed and the boy froze, muscles tensing and intensifying. After a long moment he turned, eyes blazing brighter than before. After a moment of complete silence, the boy no doubt taking in the horrified and frightened looks on the faces of Wally and his teammates, he handed something over to Batgirl, turned, and walked away
