Summary: should be known by now^^
Disclaimer: should be known by now, the picture is the wonderful actor Matt Bomer don't own either^^
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- character development understandable so far?
Dick took a deep breath in, enjoying the fresh air on top of Buldhavens biggest church.
Minutes ago he told the founding seven that some distance between himself and the others was needed. Official he was still a hero and even had the codes to enter the rooms of the headquarter, yet he only would be called for when an emergency of apocalyptic proportion happens. And even than, considering their last battle like this, he would hardly be part of an important team, rather we would be tasked with getting some of the civilians out of danger and let the others fight. As if those weak civilians had any idea how to plan a battle. They were old, they expected the battle to go a certain way and had no idea how to act if it didn't work. Yes, he had been beaten often, the title boy hostage didn't came from nothing, yet it tought him how to think during a battle. If it came down to it he would ignore their orders and most likely save the world again, only to get scorned for his methods. Heroes indeed...
A loud scream ripped him from his musings, there three streets away was a woman attacked by a man. Coming closer he recognized the woman as one of Lady Kitsune girls, the head of a group of prostitutes, it explained why no cop was there as most believed the women deserved what every they were getting or rather believed the clients story of the events. Still angry at the other heroes he swiftly attacked the man, even the sick sound of breaking bones couldn't pull him back out of his red haze at once. The hug broke his haze, the man was a bleeding mass on the street and the woman was crying in his neck. Unsure he patted her on the back, careful only to touch clothed skin, which only made the woman sob harder.
"Thank you", she finally said as she got herself together, "the man had terrorized me and my friends for nearly a week now. With an ugly smug smile she looked at the bleeding man and gave him a kick in the rips. The hero was in a war within himself, the criminal was done and hurting him was abuse, yet the woman was so grateful and it made him feel great. Having Slade agree with him was one thing, but to be acknowledged as a hero by a real civilian brought him a strange sense of peace, so he ignored the abused criminal.
"Just doing my job", he answered with in a light voice and a confident grin, causing the woman to giggle.
"Great work sugar if I can do anything for you in return handsome?" she offered in a suggestive tone.
"Names of criminals would be helpful", he replied simply, ignoring the offer completely and she gave him a curious look.
"How could I reach you?" asked the woman and Dick told her to meet again on the same place tomorrow. Once he left with the criminal over his shoulder the woman called her boss and told her everything including the offer.
Not so far away a red-head known as Lady Kitsune thought about the possibilities of a pet hero had...
At the police station the cops looked at him with open curiosity, normally there goody two shoes hero would bring his prey in perfect condition, this turn of events was new.
Samuel, an old sergeant asked what they all were thinking," what happened to the guy".
Nightwing gave the man a cold look, he was sick and tired of being questioned as a hero so replied in a dangerous low voice," what he deserved, anyone got a problem with it?"
Silence meet him until Samuel burst into a fit of laughter," glad you finally a real cop kiddo," he brought out and squeezed the stunned heroes shoulder. Looking around he was met with silent approval and some more amusement. Slightly confused he nodded and left the building, rumours spreading like wildfire in his wake.
This was bad. Wally had no idea how do describe it in an other way. Their friend all but quiet the team and to what? Dick was a very social person not to mention where the hell their friend should train? This whole situation was getting ridiculous and when he saw it, admittedly not the brightest person, why the heck was no one else doing anything? Well being a hero meant to do the things when one asked why is nobody doing anything didn't it? Time to pay the blue bird an longer over due visit.
Slade watched with a deep sense of satisfaction as Dick entered his home and started to train on his own. Having him quiet his place in the team killed two birds with one stone. The younger male would have to come to him to train and the chance of him getting back together with his friends got slimmer each day. Now for the next step, make the younger male financially deepened on him. A few words how the whole act as civilian was bad for his skills should do the trick, if the boy really wanted to maintain a civilian identity than he could do some online college classes. Really, he thought with distaste, acting as a civilian was a waste of time and it couldn't be good for his boys mental health either. No it would mean more time for training and less chances of Dick getting any ideas from conversations around him, in his delicate state of mind other sources of influence must be cut down, who knew what could happen otherwise?