Taking Flight
Chapter 9- Tower Heist-Part 1
Gotham City
27th November 00:23
Dick sat up straight as he heard the buzzing of his computer that only meant one thing. An incoming transmission. Could be someone is trying to find him out. He looked over at the signal wave. He recognised that signal. It was the first one he ever had. But he stupidly gave Wally the signal. Bruce then started up another one. But this could mean either Bruce or Wally was sending him a message. Once he saw, he knew it was Wally, and sent back a video request. He knew this would be the only way to get his point across, but then the Shadows would learn about the signal and destroy it. He saw the feed get accepted, and start to form. He looked straight through, and saw the whole league except Batman. He could see shock registering on their faces, and horror. When he looked in the mirror, he realised what he really looked like.
His hair had got down past his ears, and was matted with dirt, and a little bit of blood. His face was caked in mud and cuts, and he had gotten a little bit of stubble. He looked a lot older and battle worn than anything ever possible. He looked a mess. He put on a smile to see if it made it better, and luckily he did. When he turned back around, Wally grimaced and suddenly he started talking so fast that Dick just couldn't understand it.
"What?" Dick settled on asking, after Wally had finished. He started again, and even though he was going quite fast Dick could understand it this time.
"What's up with your face? Why do you look like a mess? Everyone is worried, and as the Government as being dicks they won't pay up. How are you doing in Gotham? And do you know where Batman is?" Dick took a deep breath, and started to talk, almost as quick as Wally.
"My face is fine, just been in a few scraps. I look like a mess coz I just took down the Riddler. Gotham is fine, I've defeated 3 of Ra's' 4 Gotham managers, just need Black Mask now. And Batman is missing?" He directed the last direction at Superman, as, as far as he could tell, Bruce and Clark were friends.
"We don't know. No sign of him that is true. There have been sightings, but none are reliable. I'm sorry." Clark looked genuinely sad.
"Well, this will all be over in about a month. I will do this, and I'm sorry, but I need to tell the truth. I may not survive this." He ignored the shock and horror on their faces and continued "Ra's hired Deadshot to kill me, and he has come close a good few times. If I do die, I need you guys to make sure Batman does not kill Ra's. Batman will try, and probably succeed, but it will ruin him. He will never forgive himself. So stop him. And most of all, live on. If I do die, it is for a greater good. And-"
The screen went to static, and Dick fell back onto the sofa, eyes slammed shut. He knew he had to do it, but now the league, and the team, knew he thought he was gunna die. But they would have to be prepared. He knew that would be the last time they ever saw Robin. The last time. He quickly looked over at the black briefcase. The time for it was near. He saw the progress of the anti-fear gas solution was almost complete. 66% done. It would have to happen soon. He stood up quickly, and pulled off the top half of his costume, and put it on the table. There were rips and tears all around it, and the cape was ripped in half. He quickly pulled out some scissors, and took the last bit of the cape off. To compensate, he added some shoulder guards, and some new wrist attachments, like the ones that Batman uses.
He then realised that even if he was ready, there was still a Crime Lord out there. Black Mask. He quickly cross referenced where Black Mask normally was and realised something. A gang leader would want to be seen. Want to be heard.
Black Mask was in Wayne Enterprises. And Dick would have to storm Wayne Enterprises.
12th December 2013 21:11
Gotham City
He stood on top of a small building across from Wayne Tower and looked over the scans he was taking of the building, full with the movement of Guards. He had to hand it to Mask, he did security brilliantly. Motion Sensors in the vents, as well as weight sensors, so vents were out of the question. The Guard routes meant that a guard was in sight of all the others at all times. In terms of weaponry, most had pistols, but Dick could see that Mask's personal guard, which had the whole of the top floor covered. There was no way to find his way up to the top without being spotted, as Snipers covered the whole of the top floor. There was only one way to do this, and it was completely insane. The best kind of insane.
He set himself up, waiting just inside the front door of the building across the road from the Tower. He set up the plastic dart gun, which had fast acting tranquiliser, which would have you knocked out in seconds. He set up a large amount to dart cartridges in his suit. To make his entrance more frightening, as the guards really wouldn't take a kid in a bright red and yellow suit very seriously, he set his suit to stealth mode. He put the cartridge in the dart gun, and jumped out of the building, and set off at a sprint heading towards the main entrance.