Chapter 6: The New Dynamic Duo
Off in the distance a car's tires screeched. Headlights suddenly lit the area. Two cars came speeding around the corner windows down and machine guns drawn. Shots rang out. Terry lunged out of the way. Nightwing did the same, but with the presence of mind to throw a star at the gunmen's hand. Direct hit. The gun fell to the floor. But it was too late. Charles ran for the car, jumped in and the car sped off. Dylan got up. He started to run after the cars. But by the time he got to the end of the ramp they were out of site. He couldn't believe it. His last chance to find where his father was.
"Let them go," terry said. They're not important. I need..."
But terry couldn't get the rest of his sentence out. Dylan launched himself at terry, nailing him in the chest with a knee and the in the face with a left uppercut sending terry to the ground. Stunned, terry laid there. Even if he reacted immediately, terry wouldn't be able to stop what happened next. Dylan was too quick. He proceeded to toss terry around like a rag doll. Beating him to every punch. Every kick. Terry couldn't stop it. He had never been up against someone who completely man handled him like Dylan was.
Finally Dylan makes a mistake letting terry to his feet. Dylan threw terry to the floor, and walked over to him. He was lifting his foot to stomp terry when terry said very quickly, " I need to know where dick Grayson is!"
"Dick Grayson?" Dylan repeated confused. He hesitated. Terry launched himself into Dylan's stomach and with the rocket boosters carried him hard into the far wall. Dylan was caught way off guard and had the wind knocked out of him. Terry backed up.
"I don't want to fight you. I only want to know where dick Grayson is. I need to talk to him. It's urgent."
Dylan sat against the wall. He started to laugh. A defeated laugh. " Your guess is as good as mine. He disappeared. Said he was going to see Bruce Wayne. Haven't seen him since." He stood up. Then angrily, " and that guy you helped get away was my last chance to find him. Thanks"
"You mean he is gone?" Terry's head was spinning. Bruce hadn't been heard from in 3 weeks and now dick was missing. What was happening? "How do you know dick?
"He's my father. I'm Dylan. Dylan Grayson. And I know who you are too. You're terry Mcguiness.
"How...your father told you."
"He told me everything. All in a letter he wrote before he left."
"I never met your father. He didn't know who I was. Something's not right here. I gotta get back to Gotham."
"What do you mean he didn't know you. He said..."
"We never met. No one has seen or heard from your father in over 20 years. Something isn't right here. I gotta go check on the commissioner."
"I'm coming too."
"I don't think so. This doesn't concern you."
" The hell it doesn't. And besides," Dylan walked up to terry, " are you gonna stop me. I'll meet you in Gotham. With that he turned and ran to the edge of the floor. He leaped into the air flying toward Gotham.
Terry watched him go out of sight. He had an uneasy feeling inside. He got to the bat mobile. As he soared toward Gotham he thought to himself, "this is going to be fun.
He met up with Dylan on top of police headquarters. Setting himself down, he jumped out.
"She isn't here," said Dylan. "Not hear or at her house. Her house is destroyed."
"Well well well. If it isn't the dynamic duo. Back to save the fallen bats of the past."
A man had snuck up on them. "Young Grayson. Searching for his father's affection. How easy it was to manipulate you. How easy to lead you to here. And terry. I had more faith in you. Much more. You disappoint me. I thought it would be far more difficult for you to be deceived. But you too jumped at the chance to please your father figure. The boss was right. You two aren't what the old one's were. But it is no matter. Now the games begin."
Dylan had heard enough. He ran towards the stranger and grabbed him by the throat. "Where is he!"
"Now now. I'm the one asking the questions. " The stranger grabbed Dylan's hands and effortlessly threw them off, then kicked him in the stomach sending Dylan flying. " A game. A gauntlet. 6 of your adversaries. 6 days to find and defeat them. If you succeed you will have a chance on the seventh day to win back your elders. But you will have to go threw my master and myself. A STICKY situation indeed. But I have said too much already. I am called mable. I hope we meet again. Maybe where the sun sets."
With that the stranger jumped off the building and down onto a motorcycle. He sped away leaving the two in shock. The man left behind a letter. It read:
Good luck to you. Your first challenger in the gauntlet awaits you. You have 24 hours starting at dawn. Or Bruce, dick, Barbara, and Tim all die.
BANE
Off in the distance a car's tires screeched. Headlights suddenly lit the area. Two cars came speeding around the corner windows down and machine guns drawn. Shots rang out. Terry lunged out of the way. Nightwing did the same, but with the presence of mind to throw a star at the gunmen's hand. Direct hit. The gun fell to the floor. But it was too late. Charles ran for the car, jumped in and the car sped off. Dylan got up. He started to run after the cars. But by the time he got to the end of the ramp they were out of site. He couldn't believe it. His last chance to find where his father was.
"Let them go," terry said. They're not important. I need..."
But terry couldn't get the rest of his sentence out. Dylan launched himself at terry, nailing him in the chest with a knee and the in the face with a left uppercut sending terry to the ground. Stunned, terry laid there. Even if he reacted immediately, terry wouldn't be able to stop what happened next. Dylan was too quick. He proceeded to toss terry around like a rag doll. Beating him to every punch. Every kick. Terry couldn't stop it. He had never been up against someone who completely man handled him like Dylan was.
Finally Dylan makes a mistake letting terry to his feet. Dylan threw terry to the floor, and walked over to him. He was lifting his foot to stomp terry when terry said very quickly, " I need to know where dick Grayson is!"
"Dick Grayson?" Dylan repeated confused. He hesitated. Terry launched himself into Dylan's stomach and with the rocket boosters carried him hard into the far wall. Dylan was caught way off guard and had the wind knocked out of him. Terry backed up.
"I don't want to fight you. I only want to know where dick Grayson is. I need to talk to him. It's urgent."
Dylan sat against the wall. He started to laugh. A defeated laugh. " Your guess is as good as mine. He disappeared. Said he was going to see Bruce Wayne. Haven't seen him since." He stood up. Then angrily, " and that guy you helped get away was my last chance to find him. Thanks"
"You mean he is gone?" Terry's head was spinning. Bruce hadn't been heard from in 3 weeks and now dick was missing. What was happening? "How do you know dick?
"He's my father. I'm Dylan. Dylan Grayson. And I know who you are too. You're terry Mcguiness.
"How...your father told you."
"He told me everything. All in a letter he wrote before he left."
"I never met your father. He didn't know who I was. Something's not right here. I gotta get back to Gotham."
"What do you mean he didn't know you. He said..."
"We never met. No one has seen or heard from your father in over 20 years. Something isn't right here. I gotta go check on the commissioner."
"I'm coming too."
"I don't think so. This doesn't concern you."
" The hell it doesn't. And besides," Dylan walked up to terry, " are you gonna stop me. I'll meet you in Gotham. With that he turned and ran to the edge of the floor. He leaped into the air flying toward Gotham.
Terry watched him go out of sight. He had an uneasy feeling inside. He got to the bat mobile. As he soared toward Gotham he thought to himself, "this is going to be fun.
He met up with Dylan on top of police headquarters. Setting himself down, he jumped out.
"She isn't here," said Dylan. "Not hear or at her house. Her house is destroyed."
"Well well well. If it isn't the dynamic duo. Back to save the fallen bats of the past."
A man had snuck up on them. "Young Grayson. Searching for his father's affection. How easy it was to manipulate you. How easy to lead you to here. And terry. I had more faith in you. Much more. You disappoint me. I thought it would be far more difficult for you to be deceived. But you too jumped at the chance to please your father figure. The boss was right. You two aren't what the old one's were. But it is no matter. Now the games begin."
Dylan had heard enough. He ran towards the stranger and grabbed him by the throat. "Where is he!"
"Now now. I'm the one asking the questions. " The stranger grabbed Dylan's hands and effortlessly threw them off, then kicked him in the stomach sending Dylan flying. " A game. A gauntlet. 6 of your adversaries. 6 days to find and defeat them. If you succeed you will have a chance on the seventh day to win back your elders. But you will have to go threw my master and myself. A STICKY situation indeed. But I have said too much already. I am called mable. I hope we meet again. Maybe where the sun sets."
With that the stranger jumped off the building and down onto a motorcycle. He sped away leaving the two in shock. The man left behind a letter. It read:
Good luck to you. Your first challenger in the gauntlet awaits you. You have 24 hours starting at dawn. Or Bruce, dick, Barbara, and Tim all die.
BANE