Thanks again for the reviews! Hope the location of the Games was alright.
Disclamer: I don't own this stuff.
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There it stood. Perfect in every single aspect. In a way, it was beautiful. Like a famous Renaissance painter came back from the dead and painted the Tower right in front of their eyes.
Beast Boy looked at the Tower, sure a puzzled expression was plastered all over his face. He looked to the left and saw the 'Wayne Enterprises' building not too far away. To his right was P.I.Z.Z.A. Everything that was home was here. Was the whole 'Hunger Games' thing just a funny joke? Was he and Robin really home? Was everything here even real, or was it one of those pranks Mad Mod used to play by setting them up in front of a sheet?
One way to find out, he figured.
Without waiting for Robin's orders, Beast Boy transformed into a pterodactyl and pushed off with powerful green legs, heading towards the Tower. He ignored Robin's cries of "Beast Boy, wait!" and set off full speed. Home grew closer and closer by the second, tempting Beast Boy to fold in his wings and fly even faster. Glancing behind his back, he noticed Robin leaping the buildings, but keeping a wary eye out. Oh well. Let him fret if he wanted to. He'd just get comfortable later.
Beast Boy was close...he could see the windows, what was inside of them. Their bedrooms, the basement, the ops room...then his vision spiraled as something slammed into his side, making him shoot off course. Once he regained himself, he let out an angry cry and saw a girl with a dagger in her hand, with...wings coming out of her back. She had medium length brown hair tied back in a pretty braid, but she had the look of a warrior. This would be fun.
She let out a cry and charged towards Beast Boy, flapping her wings hard as she gained momentum. He swerved out of the way to avoid the dagger, but noticed Robin running towards them as fast as he could. The green changeling dodged another blow from the dagger and whacked the girl hard with one of his wings, almost dazing her. Quickly, Beast Boy changed into his normal self and stumbled next to Robin. "Let me take her! You get to the Tower!"
Robin shook his head. Stubborn as always. "No! We can't get separated! I told you not to take off so fast!"
Beast Boy rolled his eyes. "Once I'm done I'll come back home, alright? Stop worrying about me and go!"
"But-"
"Go!"
He noticed Robin's eyes widening. It was rare that Beast Boy was the one giving out orders. But he was even more surprised when Robin gave a quick nod and darted off.
By then the girl had regained herself and was flying quickly towards Beast Boy once again. She sped towards him, dagger tight in her grip. He transformed into a T-Rex and whipped her hard with his tail. The girl cried out and flipped in the air a few times before finding her balance again and repeating. Beast Boy sighed. "You're new at this stuff, aren't you? You should try at a different approach!" To prove his point, he transformed back into a pterodactyl and rammed into the brunette, knocking the wind out of her. He grabbed her by the shoulders with his claws and did two flips before launching her towards the ground. He would have winced at the sound of the impact, but he forced himself not to.
He made his way down to the familiar street and looked at the girl lying on the pavement. Beast Boy waited for the cannon to sound...but it didn't. He had just knocked her unconscious. What seemed like minutes later, the girl opened up her eyes and glared at him. "I'm not going down that easy."
She sprang to her feet and tackled him onto his back, the dagger at his throat. Beast Boy glared before changing into a mouse and scuttling beneath her feet. Quite a few times he felt the heavy vibrations of her feet stomping in an attempt to squash him, but her efforts were in vain. He moved a safe distance away from the girl and changed back. It had been only forty-five or so minutes into the Games, but she already looked exhausted. And somewhat familiar...
"Hey, I know you! You're that cute girl who was practicing that archery stuff!"
The girl raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Yeah?"
"Yeah! It was, um...Kathrine? Katrina? Uhh...oh, wait! You're Katniss!"
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Robin panted as he leaped over the buildings, wishing he could get a better look at Beast Boy. He saw him once hurtling the winged girl down towards the ground, so he assumed that Beast Boy had the upper hand. And he probably did, since these tributes hadn't had any powers forty-eight hours ago. It made them seem more clumsy and vulnerable than threatening.
As he jumped from building to building, Robin noticed the weird decrease in temperature. He stopped to regain his breath and squinted as the horizon. The sun was waning, but it didn't feel like a natural cold. Almost like the atmosphere was forced to change. He looked around, just noticing the line of vapor that followed his exhale. Yeah, this defiantly was far from natural.
He had to leave. Robin started to run as fast as he could, trying to get away from the sudden cold air. Either it was the making of the Gamekeepers or there was some kid around who could control ice. It was hard to figure out which one was probably which. Both seemed so whacked...
A block of ice hurtling towards his head answered his question. He quickly rolled to the left, dodging the iceberg with no effort. He turned his head enough to see the berg sail past him, eventually ramming through a window at the next building. Robin glared and turned his head towards the direction of the assault. A narrow wave of ice was coming towards him now, with a figure standing at the very peak. (a/n: The Incredibles, anyone?) It only took a few seconds for the tribute to arrive. The kid seemed almost Robin's age, only a bit more scrawny. And unlike Robin, the kid seemed unmoved from the wintry temperature.
"So you're Robin, the wonder without powers." The kid sneered. "Wonderful."
Robin stood up and crossed his arms. As if he hadn't dealt with mutants before. Though the ice powers were a new touch. "Actually, people called me 'The Boy Wonder' where I came from. It's not every day people would inject kids with superpowers." He muttered.
The kid shrugged. "It's not too bad, actually. Better than during the normal shit we do in district 8. Clothing can only get so interesting."
"I'd rather deal with clothing rather than become a mutant." Robin said coldly.
It didn't take much to see the kid was angered. With no further words, the kid held out a hand and balled his hand into a quick fist. Out of the chilly air, another ice rock formed. With a flick of his wrist, the district 8 tribute sent it hurtling towards Robin's head. The Boy Wonder grunted and easily dodged the rock, studying the kid the minute he gained his footing. Why did this kid remind him so much of Terra? His movements and fighting style reminded Robin much of how Terra fought. Did they copy her style into this kid?
The kid moved his hands again, and this time icicles about the size of his arm formed and pointed towards him. "Try running from this!" He taunted as he sent the icicles towards Robin at top speed. "I'm Sero, by the way. Don't forget it!"
Robin was able to take cover by a fair-sized air conditioning unit, but the sound of the icicles piercing through the steel was unmistakable. If he had got caught in that, the sharp pieces of ice would probably have impaled him easy on the spot. Sero wasn't too bad. Immediately after the icicle barrage had stopped, Robin ran out from his shelter to Sero. The kid was already looking pretty tired. Another downside to having superpowers- if you weren't careful, it could eat at your energy. He jumped and aimed a flying side-kick right to the district 8's chest, which hit right on the spot. Both he and Sero were sent down the line of ice, Sero tumbling down while Robin almost seemed to surf.
At the slippy bottom Robin wasted no time half-running half-sliding to the smaller teen's body and sending a sharp kick to the side of his head. Of course he would have plenty of time to kill the kid but hell if he had no heart. They weren't being judged by scores, so why kill him? Somebody else would probably come along here anyway and finish off what he started. And if the kid wanted another fight, he knew where to find him. Wasting no more time, Robin headed for the Tower, all senses alert.
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Yeah. I bet you can't tell this was rushed at all? Ha.
Graduation gets in the way of so many things. Hopefully this is somewhat acceptable.
RnR, maybe some fight scene tips please?