Sylvia Wayne "Wildcat"
Gotham
August 10th, 2012
It was an art heist, and Riddler was at the helm of the operation. There were men all over the museum hauling pieces around into crates before loading them into the truck. Robin and I were up on the roof, looking down through the skylight. Batman and Nightwing were on their way, but it didn't seem like they were going to make it in time for the take down. Robin and I had that covered. Riddler was muttering little riddles and confusing poems to his men, wondering if any of them would be able to answer. I heard him laugh as none of his dimwitted henchmen could get a single riddle right. I looked to Robin and gave him the go-ahead. He nodded and jumped right through the skylight, smashing the glass before descending. He was hooting and hollering excitedly as he fell. Riddler was about as confused about the intrusion as the men had been about the riddles.
"You guys having a party?" Robin landed on one henchman before jumping to take out two more at once. He turned and threw marbles at Riddler, forcing him to fall as I landed next to Robin. "I guess our invite got lost." He smirked as the two of us stood before the fallen villain.
"It's over, Riddler." I told the villain as he got up. I punched out another henchman as Riddler backed up to the center of the room. He brandished his staff and took up a fighting stance. Another henchman stood between us and Riddler, firing his crossbow. The two of us dodged the arrows and Robin catapulted into the air. One henchman tried to catch Robin with a rope around his ankle, but the boy instinctively cut the cord with a batarang before continuing through the air as I took down the attacker. He landed in front of the Riddler at the top of the stairs.
"Riddle me this. What's green and purple, but covered in red and yellow?" Robin asked him, blocking the man's way out. The Riddler swung his staff at Robin, but it was deflected with a measly swipe with a batarang. Robin dropped and did a handstand, kicking Riddler in his manhood. The villain fell back and tumbled down the stairs as I took down another one of his men. Robin jumped from the top of the stairs and landed on the Riddler, kicking him in the face in the process. "You, when I land on your sorry ass." I couldn't help but laugh as I came over with the handcuffs. We could see the police lights outside the windows.
"Nice job, little dude." I smiled, giving my new little brother a fist bump and cuffed the Riddler. When the cops came, it was time to go onto the next job. This one, we were with Batman. Nightwing had to go to Bludhaven to stop an armed robbery. Us on the other hand, we were busting a drug dealer/pimp that just seemed to keep popping up on our radar. Robin busted in too early, and the man caught him. I could see the anger in the boy's face.
"Don't move or I'll-" The man ordered Robin, but the boy wonder interrupted him.
"You'll what? Shoot me?" He taunted the man in a gruff voice before tackling him through the door into the next room. The drug dealer's partner was standing at a table, counting cash with another dude who was loading ammo into guns. They both immediately began to fire machine guns. Batman put an arm in front of me, telling me to hang back as Robin dodged the gunfire and rolled towards the men. I was starting to realize that this was a test for him. So far, he was passing.
He jumped out of the roll and punched the first shooter in the face before jumping actually into the air and giving him two harsh kicks to the jaw. The man dropped back onto the table right before Robin dodged the shotgun fire from the second shooter, throwing two batarangs at the man that activated and electrocuted him. Robin jumped and slammed both feet into the man's chest, sending him into the wall before the man passed out. Robin grabbed the man on the table's jaw, causing him to grunt in pain.
"Twenty rounds a second and you were still too slow." Robin laughed as Batman and I came out of hiding.
"I'm not slow, punk!" Another man came out of the kitchen and whipped out a hand gun, firing at Robin. The boy dodged the shots with ease.
"Me neither." He quipped.
"I got him." Batman claimed the attack and threw a batarang, knocking the gun out of the man's hands. But, Robin continued and sailed through the air, landing a hard elbow on the man's shoulder, causing him to cry out in pain as he fell. I had heard the crack of his collarbone and knew it was nothing good.
"Robin!" Batman yelled at the protege, but he remained silent. When the cops came and took the men away, we returned to the Batcave, Jason just leaning against the Batmobile with his mask off. My father approached him and pulled off his own cowl. With just a glare, Jason knew what my father was thinking.
"I had to take him down!" Robin barked. But Bruce was infuriated.
"You shattered his collarbone!" My father bellowed, looking down upon the boy.
"He's a drug dealing pimp, I didn't think I had to prop up some pillows before I took him out!" Robin defended himself, but I knew it was futile. I put a hand on my father's shoulder and stepped between the two.
"We needed him." I told my little brother in a harsh tone, each word biting the air. "He would have talked, but you put him into shock." Jason's angry expression relaxed into guilt. He looked at my father with embarrassed eyes.
"Sorry, that was dumb." He apologized before looking away. "But he deserved it." Jason snapped under his breath. He walked off and took the express elevator up without a work. My father and I shared a look before going off to change out of our uniforms.