Disclaimer: I do not own the TT but I do own The Last Descendant
"Titans! Trouble!" Nightwing's voice was heard loud and clear over the intercom. In a matter of seconds, the living room was crowded by the Titans and their two guests. Each was in their costume, Razor himself was in armor. "What's the deal Night?" Asked Cyborg. "Trouble at the fair." The leader of the team pressed a button the remote to show scenes on a very large vid screen. Scenes of the fair being attacked by a large humanoid robot carrying a flame thrower. On it's right arm was a rocket launcher and on his left was a machine gun. Rockets flew and crashed into a Ferris Wheel, bullets riddled many of the game stands and the tents were on fire. People were running around in pure terror.
"Ok team. Let's move out!" Nightwing shouted out as Beast Boy opened a window and turned into a bird before flying out. Raven, Blackfire and Starfire followed closely. On the first floor, a garage door opened up to reveal two motorcycles and a car speeding out onto the road and over a small bridge.
In a matter of minutes the Titans arrived on the scene to confront their foe. Nightwing and Dark Knight hopped off of their motorcycles while Cyborg simply got out of his car. Starfire and the other two landed gracefully in front of the three grounded heroes. "We have to stop it. Let's go! And Razor, be sure to keep it to a minimum. There's still people about and we don't want them hurt. Nor do we want this place destroyed." The knight flipped his sunglasses over his eyes and stared at the robot.
Starfire and Blackfire took to the skies and powered up their bolts. With deadly aim, they rained down bolts of energy onto the metallic villain. "We got him!" Starfire chirped happily. As the smoke cleared, the robot was still there, unscratched and still on a rampage. "Cyborg, this guy needs to chill." Nightwing smirked as he pulled out one of his freeze disks. "The Sonic Boom? Aight, I gotcha." Cyborg and Nightwing charged the metal opponent, slowly drifting off to the side. With timed precision, the two jumped into the air at one another to line up. Nightwing tossed his disk like a shuriken while Cyborg took great aim with his sonic cannon and fired the blast of intense sound waves into the disk causing a massive wave of freezing gas to explode forward and cover the robot and the surrounding area in solid ice.
"Raven now!" Nightwing yelled out. The dark psychic used her power to lift up a large cable and brought it down onto the frozen robot, shattering it into many pieces of solid chunks of metal. "Strange. There's no wires." The titan leader analyzed as he knelt over the pieces to examine them. "How could a robot move if it was hallow on the inside? It's not like it was alive!" Beast Boy blurted out. "Maybe it was." Said Raven who lowered her hood. "If it was then that would mean…" "Well if it isn't the Titans. Destroying my creations." A pissed voice was heard from the alley. A short tubby man stepped out from the shadows carrying a black remote. "Control Freak." Everyone growled except Blackfire and Dark Knight.
"You ruined a once in a life time opportunity. There could have been movies made about the robot that destroyed a grand fair. It would have put Godzilla to shame!" "Your movie would have been thrown in the trash Control Freak. The same trash you're going to be picking up in jail. Titans go!" Nightwing charged toward the fat villain. Without warning, a baseball flew out of nowhere and struck the Titan in the arm causing him to wince in pain and turn around to dodge a second ball. In front of his eyes was a pitching machine running at him, hurdling baseballs at tremendous speeds.
"Ok. My turn." Beast Boy turned into a rhinoceros and charged toward the villain. Halfway there, a large brown T-Rex head butted him, knocking the changling onto the ground. "Hey what gives?" The small elf rubbed his bruised head before looking at the large dinosaur and freaking out. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Control freak quickly ran into a fun house laughing at the called amusement he created. "Star, you and Rayz head after Control Freak. Rae, you help me take care of the annoyances bugging Night and B.B." Cyborg stated as he charged the T-Rex with his sonic cannon ready to fire.
Starfire landed in front of the fun house with Razor running beside her. Slowly the two entered, ready for anything that would come their way. "He must be here somewhere." Starfire said a bit skittish. "This place is stupid." Razor growled as he walked cautiously with his right hand raised over his shoulder, lightly grasping his blade ready for unsheathing. In his left was his single edged knife being held upside down. Perfect position for a quick strike at the unexpected and still be in a position for a simple follow through.
As they turned the corner, Starfire's eyes filled up with terror, for zombies slowly walking toward them, ready to feast on their flesh. "Zombies!" She quickly shut her eyes tightly and started to fire at random, missing them with almost every shot. Razor quickly dashed forward drawing his large sword and swung both weapons furiously. Within seconds the zombies fell down in large chunks. "Control Freak must have went in here so he'd have a whole army of scary monsters at his command." Starfire thought out loud. Unknowingly to her, a shadow started to creep up from behind.
Before she could blink, a whoosh of wind went past her and a loud thud came from behind. Quickly she jumped around with her star bolts ready for fire. In front of them was Blackfire with the flap of her skirt being pinned to the wall by Razor's knife. "Sister, what are you doing here?" "Well, the others seemed to handling themselves pretty good outside so I figured I'd be able to find a little entertainment in here. Didn't know I'd get attacked by cutey if I snuck up on ya." "Just be glad I didn't throw the blade to kill. Only to pin you down." Growled the knight as he held out his hand and the knife flew from the wall and into his grasp.
"Well, be careful next time. I could get hurt…how did you know I was behind you? Your back was turned." "You were being noisy and your breathing was somewhat heavy." "You heard me?" "We don't have time for idle talk." With that, the knight pressed forward to catch Control Freak. "How did he hear me? I'm positive humans can't hear that well." "He's…not your normal human. His senses are above that of normal humans. But wait until you see him really let lose. His abilities are amazing." "Oh great. And here I thought he was just another Nightwing."
Slowly Razor walked down the hallway the same way he entered. Cautiously with a knife drawn and his hand ready to draw his blade at any time. Taking step by step, he moved further down the dimly lit hallway, watching the shadows carefully. "Come one come all. Watch as the Titans are destroyed. Starting with the new recruit." Was heard over the speaker. At the end of the hallway was a group of zombies blocking his path. In a mad dash, he dove in the group swinging his knife while throwing many fancy punches and kicks.
Just as the group fell to the floor, the wall exploded as a zombie went through it with both arms out in an attempt to grab onto him. Immediately he spun around in a kick knocking its head off. The body fell to the floor as the knight took off down the hallway. 'This is getting ridiculous.' Coming to a large room, he saw Control Freak surrounded by a bunch of monsters he created out of the props. "Welcome to the worse horror movie around. Prepare to scream in fright and die with a death that will be in the movies. The Death of The Titans." With a laugh, his props turned into monsters charged the Dark Knight. Bolts of green and black flew from behind and collided with the nearest beasts.
The knight swung his knife sending bolts of lighting in many directions. The monsters exploded in plastic chunks that were on fire. "My monsters! How could you ruin such beautiful creatures. They were movie legends. You'll pay for that!" Blackfire threw a black bolt into Control Freaks remote control, destroying the demonic device. "My remote! How could you? This isn't fair!" The fat would be villain dropped to his knees and punched the ground. "Great shot sister." Starfire smile as she gave her sister a hug.
The police dragged the criminal and threw him into the back of their car. Nightwing walked over to his team and looked at them. "Good work. Hopefully he'll be behind bars for a good ten years." Razor hopped onto his motorcycle and roared up the motor. "Heading back to the tower?" Nightwing asked as he got onto his motorcycle as well. "No. Going to see if I can get a lead." "Alright. We'll be at the tower. Call us if you get a lead." "There's no need to involve you into this." "I know how you feel but we can provide you with some assistance." "Did you forget the deal?" "No, I didn't. He's all yours. I just want to land a helping hand if possible." "Fine. I'll call you if I find anything, but, when I do find him. You know what to do." "At midnight, if you're still out. Meet me at the bridge on the north side of the city. I'll help you do a little searching." Without even a nod, the Lythian drove through the crowd and into a distance. In that distance, a bright light could be seen from the knight's body, a sign that he was now without his armor.
Nightwing waited on top of the bridge by his bike, waiting for any sign of his ally. A single light shown through the night at the small dock below. As the light disappeared, another flash of light came into view for a few seconds with the roar of bursting flames erupting afterwards and quickly get closer and closer. "You're late." "I didn't realize that you'd park your bike up here." "Didn't want to be seen." "I noticed." Razor stared at Nightwing's new equipment. He had on a black breastplate with large wings in the back with a jetpack in the center. On his head was a black metal helmet with pointy ears on each side and a solid black visor. It was a wonder on how he could see, but, then again, it was a wonder on how Razor could see through his sunglasses at night as well. Thick black metal bracers were around his forearms with several buttons. In his right hand was what seemed like a control stick with a few other buttons.
"New toy?" "No. This is Batman's. He just loaned it to me. Ready?" The two flew off of the bridge and over the water before coming over the city. Their eyes stared at the streets below. "Get any leads?" "One. It's rumored that Andreal is over at the Nightly Dance Hall. Ever heard of it?" "Yeah, why?" "Good, cause I don't know where it's at. And the cops are already questioning me in civilian clothes." Nightwing smirked, "Must be your charm." "That or the large blade." The two flew through the city and lowered toward the streets, zigzagging between the buildings.
They landed on the roof of the building and crept up to the sun roof. Peering down, they saw a horde of people dancing to hip hop with a multicolor strobe lights going off. After lifting up one of the window panes, Nightwing lowered a small camera on a small pole down below so he could see around without being noticed. While he carefully turned the pole, he looked into the screen that was covered by a panel on his left bracer. "It's that woman I saw on the day you arrived. Except this time she has wings." "That's her. Skylians can cast a spell that make their wings seem invisible to the naked eye." Nightwing pulled up the camera and sat down as Razor did the same thing.
"So what do we do?" Asked the former Boy Wonder. "She won't give me that much problems because of my armor. But you on the other hand." Razor took off his bracer and metal glove before pulling off his Aura Gauntlet and handing it to Nightwing. "This will give you a little protection against her spells." "How does it work?" Nightwing asked as he undid his black bracer and slide the gauntlet on and snapped the bracer back on. He looked at Razor who already put his bracer and glove on. "The gauntlet can create a mana barrier and absorb minor spells. If she casts any spells, they'll probably be pretty powerful, so you're best bet is to use the barrier. Just concentrate on the gauntlet and it'll create the barrier. If a minor spell is thrown at you it'll activate automatically and absorb it. But that's only if the spell will hurt you and is weak. So be careful and don't rely on it too much."
"So, what's the game plan?" Asked Nightwing as he watched the Dark Knight's every move. The knight got up and looked down, "Simple. I lead, you follow." With a nod, Nightwing stood up and stood beside his partner. "Ready?" They both jumped down and into the crowd below. The kids immediately started to back away as the two landed. Then there was a series of scream as Razor drew his sword. "Andreal!" He yelled out. The door suddenly flew shut, trapping the remaining teenagers and the two heroes inside. Walking down the steps gracefully was a woman in black with long white wings. Behind her were two men in black suits of armor with a gold emblem baring a staff.
"You sure they work for the Astral Knight? They have a different symbol." Whispered the vigilante. "Yeah, I'm sure. Each commander of a unit is allowed their own symbol. Mainly to show off who's in command of the soldiers if they do something worth noting." "I see." The Skylian sorceress stabbed her staff into the hard tiled floor. "Well if it isn't the Lightning Demon himself. I welcome you Dark Knight. Tell me, what brings you here." Quickly Razor took a defensive stance, "Where's Mark?" He growled. "Ah, your brother. He is…not here." "Then you'll take me to him." Suddenly the sorceress busted out in laughter.
"Come on. What makes you think that I'd really betray him?" "Would you rather I sharpen my blade on you?" "Please. An infidel like you could never harm me. I am a Skylian, while you are a human, you are inferior to me." "I may be a human, but kicking your ass would be easy." "Well then, let's see if you can back up your words." Andreal pointed her staff at the duo to signal for her pawns to charge. Quickly the two armored knights drew their swords and charged. Razor jumped at one with his sword raised high and sliced off the enemy knight's right arm off before taking a stance and pointing his hand at the figure's chest. A small dark red beam shot out of his palm and pierced his foes heart.
Nightwing quickly pulled out a freeze disk and launched it ahead, causing his one time opponent to be incased in a small mountain of ice. "Ok, time to clip this broad's wings." The former caped crusader leapt upward and came down in a kick but immediately met a transparent blue barrier which threw him back. With his cat like reflexes, he flipped in the air and landed on his feet. "What was that?" "A mana barrier. A very powerful one might I add." "So how do I get through it?" "You don't have the equipment, nor, the powers to get through." Razor brought a smirk to his lips, "But I do. Catch." His left pauldron shifted automatically to reveal his thermal saber to allow him easy access. Stabbing his large sword into the ground, he drew the saber and tossed it over to Nightwing who caught and ignited the blade.
"Come now. You think arming yourselves with those weapons will bring victory? I think not." "I've beaten you before. So, this time will be no different" Said Razor as he grabbed his sword and charged forward with his jets on. As he brought his sword down, a ball of fire engulfed his body and sent him tumbling backwards. "Dammit, not you too." He spat as he stood up and glared at Calrestria who was walking down the stairs twirling her long blonde locks with a finger. "Attacking a lady like that. Didn't your mentor ever teach you any manners." "Sorry, I'll remember to lift up my pinkie next time I swing." "We got some life in your today. This will be fun." With a wave of her long bluish staff, shards of ice materialized in thin air and shot at the two heroes. Immediately they ignited their jetpacks and other boasters for dodge the razor like spikes.
"You wench!" Razor held out his hand as a silver glow started to erupt from within the scabbard of his knife. Silver bolts of lightning flew from his palm and struck the mana barriers surrounding the two Skylians. "Come now. You know a bolt of that degree won't pierce our barriers. You must put some effort into it. But, your afraid you'll hurt yourself in order to do so, don't you?" Andreal smiled. "As if. You know as I well as I do that if I put that much power into it that I could fry everyone in here." "The joys of being the villain. Have many people around and the hero can't do a thing." Razor and Nightwing looked around and saw everyone cower in the corners. "Time to die!" Razor charged once more with his sword in both hands.
In the middle of his flight, rings of light surrounded his body. "What the!" With a little struggle, he managed to break the bonds of light in time to dodge a small boulder that flew his way. "Dammit, why can't you two just chill?" Nightwing drew a freeze disk and tossed it at Andreal. In mid air, he watched as the disk was engulfed in flames and exploded, freezing everything nearby within a few feet in diameter. Andreal pointed her staff forward, "Time for a jolt." A series of bolts flew at Nightwing and collided with the mana barrier his gauntlet created. 'I seriously gotta get me one of these.' "Is there any way we can get close enough for a clear strike?" He asked Razor. "There's one. For some reason I always have a habit of storing at least one spell inside my gauntlet before I go to anywhere. Inside is a spell called Flash Flare. You only have one shot but that's more than enough." "Flash Flare?" "Think of a really bright light except it's a quickly flash." "Sounds fun. Will it work?" "Only one chance to find out."
Nightwing pointed his right hand at the two casters, "Ok, let's get this over with." The gem in the gauntlet started to glow as a bright flash of light erupted from it, blinding everyone except those who had eye protection against light sources. With the speed of a cheetah, Razor charged forward and pounced on Andreal, shattering her barrier with a single slash and knocking her to the ground. Quickly he placed a boot on her stomach and shifted his sword's tip through her throat.
As everyone's eye sight returned, Calrestria looked over at the Dark Knight, "Let go of her McKlan." "Calrestria, tell me where Mark is. Or else I'll be force to cut your sister's throught. Now I'm sure you don't want that, now do you?" As soon as she spoke those words, a strong gust of wind erupted out from no where, knocking Razor back toward Nightwing. "What the hell? Kyre." A man in gold armor appeared from up top, resting a huge single edged sword on his right shoulder with his hand holding the handle. Nightwing stared at the man who wore armor all over with a mask over his face, hiding every detail, including the mouth.
"You're Nightwing eh? Not impressed." "Yeah, keep talking. You'll be saying different when I knock that ugly helmet of yours right off that thick skull." "Ha ha, well, you sure have some life in you." Razor brought his eyes over to the man, "Kyre, you bastard. You'll pay for that cheap shot." "Come now. Do you really think you're in a position to make threats and back them up? You know you can't beat all three of us. Well, not unless you unlock it." "Don't tempt me." "He can't unlock it Kyre. If he could, he already would have and we'd be dead. But dear old Mark manage to damage a week before they came to this world." Andreal smirked, "And they don't have the technology to repair it." "DK, what're they talking about?" Nightwing asked while slowly drifting from left and right among those that stood in their way.
Razor took a quick glance at Nightwing, "They're talking about my armor's transformation. The system that controls it was damage and there's no way I can repair it with the tools at Titan's Tower." "You're armor can change? Amazing, but if it's broken then we're screwed right?" "Yeah, but we've got to try." "Ok. I got the two broads on the right. You can take on ugly." Nightwing readied his thermal saber as Kyre shot out, "Who you calling ugly?"
Razor ferociously charge Kyre and collided swords with the giant of a man. Sparks flew at each clash as the two moved at high speeds. Each seemed to be in perfect control of their sword and moved as if it was just a small dagger. Nightwing on the other hand, charged Andreal with his jetpack on. In mid flight, a ball of fire flew toward him. He spun a bit to the right to dodge and kept on moving forward. As soon as he came within reach, he brought his sword down upon Andreal, catching the mana barrier that stopped his blade. "Time to die Nightwing." Andreal pointed her staff at the Titan leader. A powerful jet of water erupted from it and shot at her attacker who was trying to push his blade through her barrier. Before the water struck, a blue barrier of mana appeared, absorbing what destruction the jet of water might of brought.
The blade slowly slipped through the barrier and caught Andreal in the leg causing her to yell out in pain. The barrier disappeared allowing Nightwing a chance to take control. Taking out a small spray from his belt, he held it up to the sorceress and sprayed into her face. Almost immediately the Skylian sorceress passed out onto the floor. "Andreal! Nightwing, you'll pay for interfering in this war." Calrestria charged forward sending a hail of ice shards at her desired foe. With his cat like reflexes, Nightwing dodged the shards and charged forward. Bolts of lightning shot forward and struck his barrier. He didn't stop though, he pressed on even more determined. As he swung his sword, he found himself connected with the staff.
"Come on Nighty, you must do better than that if you wish to beat me." Her staff started to glow a bright pink as a strange force threw him away. Flipping back up to his feet, Nightwing drew a bird-a-rang and chunked it. The boomerang like blade whirled through the air gracefully before slamming into a barrier. "Damn." "It's been fun but now it's time for you to leave." With a small chant, he pointed at Nightwing causing a powerful gust of wind to appear out of no where. In the gust of wind were small circular blades of white energy cut through anything it touch. Nightwing braced himself against the wind but found himself flying backwards and through the wall. His breastplate was damaged pretty badly with many gashes. His arms and legs had their fair share of cuts as well.
Kyre matched the Dark Knight blow for blow. The two hadn't touched one another but were getting weaker and weaker nonetheless from the constant swinging and tests of strengths against one another when they held their swords on top of each other. "Come Razor. Why don't you use any of your powers? Or draw your gun?" Kyre jumped up with his sword and stabbed downward. Striking only the ground, he shift he sword into a thrust forward. Barely able to parry with his blade, Razor swung quickly at the armored villain's head.
Kyre ducked the blade and countered with his own, striking metal against metal in another test of strength. "What? You're accusing me of holding back? Look who's talking. Why don't you use your techniques?" "I was this to be a fair duel." "That's what I admire. Even though you fight for a wrong cause, you have a strong sense of honor. Why don't you join me. A man like you don't belong in the Dark Regiment army." "Maybe, but I owe Mark and I won't repay him by turning on him." "So you really hate what you're doing?" "I might, but I won't let anything stand in my way of repaying him."
Kyre managed to throw Razor off balance and swing his gigantic sword once again. A loud cling was heard as the sword flew out of Razor's hand and into the floor ten feet away. "You're losing your touch McKlan." "Maybe, but I still full of fight." "Maybe, but without his claws and fangs a lion is harmless." The swordsman raised up his sword high into the air, signaling his grand finish, and with a blur of motion, lowered his blade onto Razor. Before everyone's very eyes, they watched as the sword suddenly stopped inches away from the Dark Knight's face. For the golden claws that were normally folded against the glove with it's true length retracted were now open, revealing twin blades on each hand that went out from the first about four inches, with half an inch of space from the blades to the armor that was created by the arm of the claw with it's bendable elbow.
"So you lied. You armor can transform." "No, I said it couldn't fully transform. Meaning only some of the parts won't work, namely my wings and side thrusters." "Busted wings? So what? You only need their magical qualities." "Maybe, but even these transformation parts are mechanical, their enchanted abilities will only work when their activated." With his new found strength, Razor threw the blade back and swung his left claw in a punch. Kyre strafed to his right and brought up his foot in a kick. Razor ducked the kick with a sweep kick involving his body being close to the ground. Kyre tumbled but with a ninja's grace, he flipped to his feet and spun around after touching solid ground and swung his sword. The gold claws deflected the blade with no signs of giving way.
"Yes, I remember. You wings were damaged by Mark in one of your battles. But they appear to have been repaired." "Maybe, but you of all people should know that my wings have special gems inside of them to grant them their magical qualities." "The Wind Stones!" 'Ah yes, the wind stones are indeed amazing. They grant one the power to move at great speeds within the air by causing blasts of wind to erupt from the person. Useless in a weapon but in a suit of armor, it can be useful. Though, inside special sets of mechanical wings, their power can be focused and allow the wear to move at even greater speeds in the air and on the ground. Almost as if they had the Wind Daggers themselves. It doesn't matter how strong you are, if you can hit your opponent then you will lose. It seems that these wings allow you to keep up with Mark in the sky. But you must be equal in ground young McKlan. For even the Wind Stones won't help out your reflexes.'
Razor stood there at full alert and watched Kyre go into a daze. "Kyre! Finish him off!" Calrestria snapped him out with an order. "Shut it woman." Snapped the swordsman, "Take Andreal and leave. I want to settle this one on one without interference." "This isn't the time to get all noble. We have a job to do!" "Do you want me to turn my blade on you woman?" "Ugh, damn human. Come on sister." Calrestria held her hand onto her sister's shoulder, who at the time was chanting, and glared at Kyre. "Don't displease Mark." In a bright flash of light, the two Skylian's disappeared in thin air.
Amongst the confusion of the light, Kyre brought his sword across Razor's chest and sliced into the armor, barely missing the flesh. "You missed. You'll regret your ill aim." Razor jumped at Kyre in a kick. Kyre simply blocked and brought his sword forward. Razor deflected with his left claw and thrust forward his right, catching Kyre pauldron and sending it to the floor. In a counter, Kyre spun around with his blade except this time he swing with the flat face of the sword knowing that it was really just too big to be blocked by the claws. The sounds of a gruesome snap could be heard as Razor was struck on the left arm and set flying into the wall.
With his left arm dangling, Razor got up and slowly walked toward the greater skilled opponent. Drawing his handgun, he spat blood onto the floor. "Your will is great Dark Knight. Even without your sword and armor transformation, and with just one arm, you still walk toward me in hopes of defeating me. You do know that in your current condition that you have no hope." "He might if he's fighting alone but not when I'm here." Nightwing smirked as he started to walk toward Kyre as well. Both parted ways and surrounded the villain.
The two nodded at each other and charged in a bloody rage at their surrounded foe. As they came to the center, they swung their weapons in unison. Kyre disappeared in a faded image and the two struck weapons. "What!" They both said in unison. Before they could throw up a defense, a powerful sonic wave struck the two and sent them against the wall, knocking part of it down. Razor's helmet rolled on the floor from where the two once stood. Kyre slowly walked toward the two unconscious heroes while sliding his large sword onto his back. The powerful magnet caught the blade and held it into place.
The man reached into the pouch on his belt and pulled out two emeralds encrusted in gold shuriken like plates with carvings in an ancient languages. He looked at Nightwing and then at Razor who was on the floor face first with his wings visible. His eyes drifted over to the transformation parts. First the side thrusters attached to the boots, then the pauldrons, after that he glanced at the claws which were back to their non-lethal state, and finally back to the wings. "It's amazing on how these gems allow his wings such great abilities and the energy to allow him to use the rest of his transformation parts. It's just that, Razor. Even with your transformation, you'll lose against Mark, especially in the air. You must use everything you have if your going to beat him in the sky and learn to cope with all the weight on the ground." On the outer side of each wing, near the center, he placed the Wind Stones in the slots the old ones once were.
Then he walked over to the stairs and disappeared into the doorway up top. When he returned, in his hand was a sheet of paper with some words inscribed on it. Placing the paper in the Dark Knight's hand, he strolled over to the doors that were held shut with magic. Drawing his sword he sliced the door as if it were butter several times until it fell to the ground in pieces. Then, silently, he took his leave. Leaving everyone behind speechless. Several teenagers ran over to Nightwing and Dark Knight and quickly started to shake them. "Hey, wake up. You ok?" Asked the girl with red hair. Nightwing groaned a bit as he rubbed his head. He noticed a huge crack in his helmet. "You ok Batman?" Asked the girl again. "The name's Nightwing." He growled. With the help of the teenagers, he manage to his feet.
In front of him, a boy wearing an Astros baseball cap poured a bottle of water onto Razor, quickly causing the Dark Knight to wake up and open up his claws in defense. After coming to realize what happened, he retracted his claws and pushed himself to his feet with the kids aid. "Here's your sword kid." He looked up to notice that one of the bouncers was towering over him with his sword in both hands. Razor glanced at the piece of paper in his hand and slid it into his pouch. Taking the sword he tried desperately to sheath the sword but proved to be too drained of the energy to do so. As if he were helpless, the bouncer slid the sword into his sheath and helped him walk out with Nightwing behind being helped out by one of the other kids as well. They could hear everyone whisper to one another about what happened. As they stepped outside and into the alley that hid the entrance to the building, the crowd inside followed them outside. "You two need help getting home?" Asked the bouncer. "No, we can fly." Nightwing coughed his words as blood dripped from his mouth. Before taking off, a little girl walked over to Razor carrying his helmet. With help from the bouncer, Razor knelt down to eye to eye contact with the girl and slid off his sunglasses.
"Mr. Dark Knight. Thank you for protecting brother and me. You're my hero. I hope you beat that bad man next time." Rarely ever did Razor smile, but, when he did it was always empty. But for the first time in his life he saw a true smile escape from his lips. A smile that shown that even tortured souls still hearts. The girl slid the helmet on Razor's held and snapped on the chin strap for him. The bouncer helped him stand back up and backed away. Razor flipped on his sunglasses and ignited his jetpack before taking off into the sky. Nightwing did the same.
"Titans! Trouble!" Nightwing's voice was heard loud and clear over the intercom. In a matter of seconds, the living room was crowded by the Titans and their two guests. Each was in their costume, Razor himself was in armor. "What's the deal Night?" Asked Cyborg. "Trouble at the fair." The leader of the team pressed a button the remote to show scenes on a very large vid screen. Scenes of the fair being attacked by a large humanoid robot carrying a flame thrower. On it's right arm was a rocket launcher and on his left was a machine gun. Rockets flew and crashed into a Ferris Wheel, bullets riddled many of the game stands and the tents were on fire. People were running around in pure terror.
"Ok team. Let's move out!" Nightwing shouted out as Beast Boy opened a window and turned into a bird before flying out. Raven, Blackfire and Starfire followed closely. On the first floor, a garage door opened up to reveal two motorcycles and a car speeding out onto the road and over a small bridge.
In a matter of minutes the Titans arrived on the scene to confront their foe. Nightwing and Dark Knight hopped off of their motorcycles while Cyborg simply got out of his car. Starfire and the other two landed gracefully in front of the three grounded heroes. "We have to stop it. Let's go! And Razor, be sure to keep it to a minimum. There's still people about and we don't want them hurt. Nor do we want this place destroyed." The knight flipped his sunglasses over his eyes and stared at the robot.
Starfire and Blackfire took to the skies and powered up their bolts. With deadly aim, they rained down bolts of energy onto the metallic villain. "We got him!" Starfire chirped happily. As the smoke cleared, the robot was still there, unscratched and still on a rampage. "Cyborg, this guy needs to chill." Nightwing smirked as he pulled out one of his freeze disks. "The Sonic Boom? Aight, I gotcha." Cyborg and Nightwing charged the metal opponent, slowly drifting off to the side. With timed precision, the two jumped into the air at one another to line up. Nightwing tossed his disk like a shuriken while Cyborg took great aim with his sonic cannon and fired the blast of intense sound waves into the disk causing a massive wave of freezing gas to explode forward and cover the robot and the surrounding area in solid ice.
"Raven now!" Nightwing yelled out. The dark psychic used her power to lift up a large cable and brought it down onto the frozen robot, shattering it into many pieces of solid chunks of metal. "Strange. There's no wires." The titan leader analyzed as he knelt over the pieces to examine them. "How could a robot move if it was hallow on the inside? It's not like it was alive!" Beast Boy blurted out. "Maybe it was." Said Raven who lowered her hood. "If it was then that would mean…" "Well if it isn't the Titans. Destroying my creations." A pissed voice was heard from the alley. A short tubby man stepped out from the shadows carrying a black remote. "Control Freak." Everyone growled except Blackfire and Dark Knight.
"You ruined a once in a life time opportunity. There could have been movies made about the robot that destroyed a grand fair. It would have put Godzilla to shame!" "Your movie would have been thrown in the trash Control Freak. The same trash you're going to be picking up in jail. Titans go!" Nightwing charged toward the fat villain. Without warning, a baseball flew out of nowhere and struck the Titan in the arm causing him to wince in pain and turn around to dodge a second ball. In front of his eyes was a pitching machine running at him, hurdling baseballs at tremendous speeds.
"Ok. My turn." Beast Boy turned into a rhinoceros and charged toward the villain. Halfway there, a large brown T-Rex head butted him, knocking the changling onto the ground. "Hey what gives?" The small elf rubbed his bruised head before looking at the large dinosaur and freaking out. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Control freak quickly ran into a fun house laughing at the called amusement he created. "Star, you and Rayz head after Control Freak. Rae, you help me take care of the annoyances bugging Night and B.B." Cyborg stated as he charged the T-Rex with his sonic cannon ready to fire.
Starfire landed in front of the fun house with Razor running beside her. Slowly the two entered, ready for anything that would come their way. "He must be here somewhere." Starfire said a bit skittish. "This place is stupid." Razor growled as he walked cautiously with his right hand raised over his shoulder, lightly grasping his blade ready for unsheathing. In his left was his single edged knife being held upside down. Perfect position for a quick strike at the unexpected and still be in a position for a simple follow through.
As they turned the corner, Starfire's eyes filled up with terror, for zombies slowly walking toward them, ready to feast on their flesh. "Zombies!" She quickly shut her eyes tightly and started to fire at random, missing them with almost every shot. Razor quickly dashed forward drawing his large sword and swung both weapons furiously. Within seconds the zombies fell down in large chunks. "Control Freak must have went in here so he'd have a whole army of scary monsters at his command." Starfire thought out loud. Unknowingly to her, a shadow started to creep up from behind.
Before she could blink, a whoosh of wind went past her and a loud thud came from behind. Quickly she jumped around with her star bolts ready for fire. In front of them was Blackfire with the flap of her skirt being pinned to the wall by Razor's knife. "Sister, what are you doing here?" "Well, the others seemed to handling themselves pretty good outside so I figured I'd be able to find a little entertainment in here. Didn't know I'd get attacked by cutey if I snuck up on ya." "Just be glad I didn't throw the blade to kill. Only to pin you down." Growled the knight as he held out his hand and the knife flew from the wall and into his grasp.
"Well, be careful next time. I could get hurt…how did you know I was behind you? Your back was turned." "You were being noisy and your breathing was somewhat heavy." "You heard me?" "We don't have time for idle talk." With that, the knight pressed forward to catch Control Freak. "How did he hear me? I'm positive humans can't hear that well." "He's…not your normal human. His senses are above that of normal humans. But wait until you see him really let lose. His abilities are amazing." "Oh great. And here I thought he was just another Nightwing."
Slowly Razor walked down the hallway the same way he entered. Cautiously with a knife drawn and his hand ready to draw his blade at any time. Taking step by step, he moved further down the dimly lit hallway, watching the shadows carefully. "Come one come all. Watch as the Titans are destroyed. Starting with the new recruit." Was heard over the speaker. At the end of the hallway was a group of zombies blocking his path. In a mad dash, he dove in the group swinging his knife while throwing many fancy punches and kicks.
Just as the group fell to the floor, the wall exploded as a zombie went through it with both arms out in an attempt to grab onto him. Immediately he spun around in a kick knocking its head off. The body fell to the floor as the knight took off down the hallway. 'This is getting ridiculous.' Coming to a large room, he saw Control Freak surrounded by a bunch of monsters he created out of the props. "Welcome to the worse horror movie around. Prepare to scream in fright and die with a death that will be in the movies. The Death of The Titans." With a laugh, his props turned into monsters charged the Dark Knight. Bolts of green and black flew from behind and collided with the nearest beasts.
The knight swung his knife sending bolts of lighting in many directions. The monsters exploded in plastic chunks that were on fire. "My monsters! How could you ruin such beautiful creatures. They were movie legends. You'll pay for that!" Blackfire threw a black bolt into Control Freaks remote control, destroying the demonic device. "My remote! How could you? This isn't fair!" The fat would be villain dropped to his knees and punched the ground. "Great shot sister." Starfire smile as she gave her sister a hug.
The police dragged the criminal and threw him into the back of their car. Nightwing walked over to his team and looked at them. "Good work. Hopefully he'll be behind bars for a good ten years." Razor hopped onto his motorcycle and roared up the motor. "Heading back to the tower?" Nightwing asked as he got onto his motorcycle as well. "No. Going to see if I can get a lead." "Alright. We'll be at the tower. Call us if you get a lead." "There's no need to involve you into this." "I know how you feel but we can provide you with some assistance." "Did you forget the deal?" "No, I didn't. He's all yours. I just want to land a helping hand if possible." "Fine. I'll call you if I find anything, but, when I do find him. You know what to do." "At midnight, if you're still out. Meet me at the bridge on the north side of the city. I'll help you do a little searching." Without even a nod, the Lythian drove through the crowd and into a distance. In that distance, a bright light could be seen from the knight's body, a sign that he was now without his armor.
Nightwing waited on top of the bridge by his bike, waiting for any sign of his ally. A single light shown through the night at the small dock below. As the light disappeared, another flash of light came into view for a few seconds with the roar of bursting flames erupting afterwards and quickly get closer and closer. "You're late." "I didn't realize that you'd park your bike up here." "Didn't want to be seen." "I noticed." Razor stared at Nightwing's new equipment. He had on a black breastplate with large wings in the back with a jetpack in the center. On his head was a black metal helmet with pointy ears on each side and a solid black visor. It was a wonder on how he could see, but, then again, it was a wonder on how Razor could see through his sunglasses at night as well. Thick black metal bracers were around his forearms with several buttons. In his right hand was what seemed like a control stick with a few other buttons.
"New toy?" "No. This is Batman's. He just loaned it to me. Ready?" The two flew off of the bridge and over the water before coming over the city. Their eyes stared at the streets below. "Get any leads?" "One. It's rumored that Andreal is over at the Nightly Dance Hall. Ever heard of it?" "Yeah, why?" "Good, cause I don't know where it's at. And the cops are already questioning me in civilian clothes." Nightwing smirked, "Must be your charm." "That or the large blade." The two flew through the city and lowered toward the streets, zigzagging between the buildings.
They landed on the roof of the building and crept up to the sun roof. Peering down, they saw a horde of people dancing to hip hop with a multicolor strobe lights going off. After lifting up one of the window panes, Nightwing lowered a small camera on a small pole down below so he could see around without being noticed. While he carefully turned the pole, he looked into the screen that was covered by a panel on his left bracer. "It's that woman I saw on the day you arrived. Except this time she has wings." "That's her. Skylians can cast a spell that make their wings seem invisible to the naked eye." Nightwing pulled up the camera and sat down as Razor did the same thing.
"So what do we do?" Asked the former Boy Wonder. "She won't give me that much problems because of my armor. But you on the other hand." Razor took off his bracer and metal glove before pulling off his Aura Gauntlet and handing it to Nightwing. "This will give you a little protection against her spells." "How does it work?" Nightwing asked as he undid his black bracer and slide the gauntlet on and snapped the bracer back on. He looked at Razor who already put his bracer and glove on. "The gauntlet can create a mana barrier and absorb minor spells. If she casts any spells, they'll probably be pretty powerful, so you're best bet is to use the barrier. Just concentrate on the gauntlet and it'll create the barrier. If a minor spell is thrown at you it'll activate automatically and absorb it. But that's only if the spell will hurt you and is weak. So be careful and don't rely on it too much."
"So, what's the game plan?" Asked Nightwing as he watched the Dark Knight's every move. The knight got up and looked down, "Simple. I lead, you follow." With a nod, Nightwing stood up and stood beside his partner. "Ready?" They both jumped down and into the crowd below. The kids immediately started to back away as the two landed. Then there was a series of scream as Razor drew his sword. "Andreal!" He yelled out. The door suddenly flew shut, trapping the remaining teenagers and the two heroes inside. Walking down the steps gracefully was a woman in black with long white wings. Behind her were two men in black suits of armor with a gold emblem baring a staff.
"You sure they work for the Astral Knight? They have a different symbol." Whispered the vigilante. "Yeah, I'm sure. Each commander of a unit is allowed their own symbol. Mainly to show off who's in command of the soldiers if they do something worth noting." "I see." The Skylian sorceress stabbed her staff into the hard tiled floor. "Well if it isn't the Lightning Demon himself. I welcome you Dark Knight. Tell me, what brings you here." Quickly Razor took a defensive stance, "Where's Mark?" He growled. "Ah, your brother. He is…not here." "Then you'll take me to him." Suddenly the sorceress busted out in laughter.
"Come on. What makes you think that I'd really betray him?" "Would you rather I sharpen my blade on you?" "Please. An infidel like you could never harm me. I am a Skylian, while you are a human, you are inferior to me." "I may be a human, but kicking your ass would be easy." "Well then, let's see if you can back up your words." Andreal pointed her staff at the duo to signal for her pawns to charge. Quickly the two armored knights drew their swords and charged. Razor jumped at one with his sword raised high and sliced off the enemy knight's right arm off before taking a stance and pointing his hand at the figure's chest. A small dark red beam shot out of his palm and pierced his foes heart.
Nightwing quickly pulled out a freeze disk and launched it ahead, causing his one time opponent to be incased in a small mountain of ice. "Ok, time to clip this broad's wings." The former caped crusader leapt upward and came down in a kick but immediately met a transparent blue barrier which threw him back. With his cat like reflexes, he flipped in the air and landed on his feet. "What was that?" "A mana barrier. A very powerful one might I add." "So how do I get through it?" "You don't have the equipment, nor, the powers to get through." Razor brought a smirk to his lips, "But I do. Catch." His left pauldron shifted automatically to reveal his thermal saber to allow him easy access. Stabbing his large sword into the ground, he drew the saber and tossed it over to Nightwing who caught and ignited the blade.
"Come now. You think arming yourselves with those weapons will bring victory? I think not." "I've beaten you before. So, this time will be no different" Said Razor as he grabbed his sword and charged forward with his jets on. As he brought his sword down, a ball of fire engulfed his body and sent him tumbling backwards. "Dammit, not you too." He spat as he stood up and glared at Calrestria who was walking down the stairs twirling her long blonde locks with a finger. "Attacking a lady like that. Didn't your mentor ever teach you any manners." "Sorry, I'll remember to lift up my pinkie next time I swing." "We got some life in your today. This will be fun." With a wave of her long bluish staff, shards of ice materialized in thin air and shot at the two heroes. Immediately they ignited their jetpacks and other boasters for dodge the razor like spikes.
"You wench!" Razor held out his hand as a silver glow started to erupt from within the scabbard of his knife. Silver bolts of lightning flew from his palm and struck the mana barriers surrounding the two Skylians. "Come now. You know a bolt of that degree won't pierce our barriers. You must put some effort into it. But, your afraid you'll hurt yourself in order to do so, don't you?" Andreal smiled. "As if. You know as I well as I do that if I put that much power into it that I could fry everyone in here." "The joys of being the villain. Have many people around and the hero can't do a thing." Razor and Nightwing looked around and saw everyone cower in the corners. "Time to die!" Razor charged once more with his sword in both hands.
In the middle of his flight, rings of light surrounded his body. "What the!" With a little struggle, he managed to break the bonds of light in time to dodge a small boulder that flew his way. "Dammit, why can't you two just chill?" Nightwing drew a freeze disk and tossed it at Andreal. In mid air, he watched as the disk was engulfed in flames and exploded, freezing everything nearby within a few feet in diameter. Andreal pointed her staff forward, "Time for a jolt." A series of bolts flew at Nightwing and collided with the mana barrier his gauntlet created. 'I seriously gotta get me one of these.' "Is there any way we can get close enough for a clear strike?" He asked Razor. "There's one. For some reason I always have a habit of storing at least one spell inside my gauntlet before I go to anywhere. Inside is a spell called Flash Flare. You only have one shot but that's more than enough." "Flash Flare?" "Think of a really bright light except it's a quickly flash." "Sounds fun. Will it work?" "Only one chance to find out."
Nightwing pointed his right hand at the two casters, "Ok, let's get this over with." The gem in the gauntlet started to glow as a bright flash of light erupted from it, blinding everyone except those who had eye protection against light sources. With the speed of a cheetah, Razor charged forward and pounced on Andreal, shattering her barrier with a single slash and knocking her to the ground. Quickly he placed a boot on her stomach and shifted his sword's tip through her throat.
As everyone's eye sight returned, Calrestria looked over at the Dark Knight, "Let go of her McKlan." "Calrestria, tell me where Mark is. Or else I'll be force to cut your sister's throught. Now I'm sure you don't want that, now do you?" As soon as she spoke those words, a strong gust of wind erupted out from no where, knocking Razor back toward Nightwing. "What the hell? Kyre." A man in gold armor appeared from up top, resting a huge single edged sword on his right shoulder with his hand holding the handle. Nightwing stared at the man who wore armor all over with a mask over his face, hiding every detail, including the mouth.
"You're Nightwing eh? Not impressed." "Yeah, keep talking. You'll be saying different when I knock that ugly helmet of yours right off that thick skull." "Ha ha, well, you sure have some life in you." Razor brought his eyes over to the man, "Kyre, you bastard. You'll pay for that cheap shot." "Come now. Do you really think you're in a position to make threats and back them up? You know you can't beat all three of us. Well, not unless you unlock it." "Don't tempt me." "He can't unlock it Kyre. If he could, he already would have and we'd be dead. But dear old Mark manage to damage a week before they came to this world." Andreal smirked, "And they don't have the technology to repair it." "DK, what're they talking about?" Nightwing asked while slowly drifting from left and right among those that stood in their way.
Razor took a quick glance at Nightwing, "They're talking about my armor's transformation. The system that controls it was damage and there's no way I can repair it with the tools at Titan's Tower." "You're armor can change? Amazing, but if it's broken then we're screwed right?" "Yeah, but we've got to try." "Ok. I got the two broads on the right. You can take on ugly." Nightwing readied his thermal saber as Kyre shot out, "Who you calling ugly?"
Razor ferociously charge Kyre and collided swords with the giant of a man. Sparks flew at each clash as the two moved at high speeds. Each seemed to be in perfect control of their sword and moved as if it was just a small dagger. Nightwing on the other hand, charged Andreal with his jetpack on. In mid flight, a ball of fire flew toward him. He spun a bit to the right to dodge and kept on moving forward. As soon as he came within reach, he brought his sword down upon Andreal, catching the mana barrier that stopped his blade. "Time to die Nightwing." Andreal pointed her staff at the Titan leader. A powerful jet of water erupted from it and shot at her attacker who was trying to push his blade through her barrier. Before the water struck, a blue barrier of mana appeared, absorbing what destruction the jet of water might of brought.
The blade slowly slipped through the barrier and caught Andreal in the leg causing her to yell out in pain. The barrier disappeared allowing Nightwing a chance to take control. Taking out a small spray from his belt, he held it up to the sorceress and sprayed into her face. Almost immediately the Skylian sorceress passed out onto the floor. "Andreal! Nightwing, you'll pay for interfering in this war." Calrestria charged forward sending a hail of ice shards at her desired foe. With his cat like reflexes, Nightwing dodged the shards and charged forward. Bolts of lightning shot forward and struck his barrier. He didn't stop though, he pressed on even more determined. As he swung his sword, he found himself connected with the staff.
"Come on Nighty, you must do better than that if you wish to beat me." Her staff started to glow a bright pink as a strange force threw him away. Flipping back up to his feet, Nightwing drew a bird-a-rang and chunked it. The boomerang like blade whirled through the air gracefully before slamming into a barrier. "Damn." "It's been fun but now it's time for you to leave." With a small chant, he pointed at Nightwing causing a powerful gust of wind to appear out of no where. In the gust of wind were small circular blades of white energy cut through anything it touch. Nightwing braced himself against the wind but found himself flying backwards and through the wall. His breastplate was damaged pretty badly with many gashes. His arms and legs had their fair share of cuts as well.
Kyre matched the Dark Knight blow for blow. The two hadn't touched one another but were getting weaker and weaker nonetheless from the constant swinging and tests of strengths against one another when they held their swords on top of each other. "Come Razor. Why don't you use any of your powers? Or draw your gun?" Kyre jumped up with his sword and stabbed downward. Striking only the ground, he shift he sword into a thrust forward. Barely able to parry with his blade, Razor swung quickly at the armored villain's head.
Kyre ducked the blade and countered with his own, striking metal against metal in another test of strength. "What? You're accusing me of holding back? Look who's talking. Why don't you use your techniques?" "I was this to be a fair duel." "That's what I admire. Even though you fight for a wrong cause, you have a strong sense of honor. Why don't you join me. A man like you don't belong in the Dark Regiment army." "Maybe, but I owe Mark and I won't repay him by turning on him." "So you really hate what you're doing?" "I might, but I won't let anything stand in my way of repaying him."
Kyre managed to throw Razor off balance and swing his gigantic sword once again. A loud cling was heard as the sword flew out of Razor's hand and into the floor ten feet away. "You're losing your touch McKlan." "Maybe, but I still full of fight." "Maybe, but without his claws and fangs a lion is harmless." The swordsman raised up his sword high into the air, signaling his grand finish, and with a blur of motion, lowered his blade onto Razor. Before everyone's very eyes, they watched as the sword suddenly stopped inches away from the Dark Knight's face. For the golden claws that were normally folded against the glove with it's true length retracted were now open, revealing twin blades on each hand that went out from the first about four inches, with half an inch of space from the blades to the armor that was created by the arm of the claw with it's bendable elbow.
"So you lied. You armor can transform." "No, I said it couldn't fully transform. Meaning only some of the parts won't work, namely my wings and side thrusters." "Busted wings? So what? You only need their magical qualities." "Maybe, but even these transformation parts are mechanical, their enchanted abilities will only work when their activated." With his new found strength, Razor threw the blade back and swung his left claw in a punch. Kyre strafed to his right and brought up his foot in a kick. Razor ducked the kick with a sweep kick involving his body being close to the ground. Kyre tumbled but with a ninja's grace, he flipped to his feet and spun around after touching solid ground and swung his sword. The gold claws deflected the blade with no signs of giving way.
"Yes, I remember. You wings were damaged by Mark in one of your battles. But they appear to have been repaired." "Maybe, but you of all people should know that my wings have special gems inside of them to grant them their magical qualities." "The Wind Stones!" 'Ah yes, the wind stones are indeed amazing. They grant one the power to move at great speeds within the air by causing blasts of wind to erupt from the person. Useless in a weapon but in a suit of armor, it can be useful. Though, inside special sets of mechanical wings, their power can be focused and allow the wear to move at even greater speeds in the air and on the ground. Almost as if they had the Wind Daggers themselves. It doesn't matter how strong you are, if you can hit your opponent then you will lose. It seems that these wings allow you to keep up with Mark in the sky. But you must be equal in ground young McKlan. For even the Wind Stones won't help out your reflexes.'
Razor stood there at full alert and watched Kyre go into a daze. "Kyre! Finish him off!" Calrestria snapped him out with an order. "Shut it woman." Snapped the swordsman, "Take Andreal and leave. I want to settle this one on one without interference." "This isn't the time to get all noble. We have a job to do!" "Do you want me to turn my blade on you woman?" "Ugh, damn human. Come on sister." Calrestria held her hand onto her sister's shoulder, who at the time was chanting, and glared at Kyre. "Don't displease Mark." In a bright flash of light, the two Skylian's disappeared in thin air.
Amongst the confusion of the light, Kyre brought his sword across Razor's chest and sliced into the armor, barely missing the flesh. "You missed. You'll regret your ill aim." Razor jumped at Kyre in a kick. Kyre simply blocked and brought his sword forward. Razor deflected with his left claw and thrust forward his right, catching Kyre pauldron and sending it to the floor. In a counter, Kyre spun around with his blade except this time he swing with the flat face of the sword knowing that it was really just too big to be blocked by the claws. The sounds of a gruesome snap could be heard as Razor was struck on the left arm and set flying into the wall.
With his left arm dangling, Razor got up and slowly walked toward the greater skilled opponent. Drawing his handgun, he spat blood onto the floor. "Your will is great Dark Knight. Even without your sword and armor transformation, and with just one arm, you still walk toward me in hopes of defeating me. You do know that in your current condition that you have no hope." "He might if he's fighting alone but not when I'm here." Nightwing smirked as he started to walk toward Kyre as well. Both parted ways and surrounded the villain.
The two nodded at each other and charged in a bloody rage at their surrounded foe. As they came to the center, they swung their weapons in unison. Kyre disappeared in a faded image and the two struck weapons. "What!" They both said in unison. Before they could throw up a defense, a powerful sonic wave struck the two and sent them against the wall, knocking part of it down. Razor's helmet rolled on the floor from where the two once stood. Kyre slowly walked toward the two unconscious heroes while sliding his large sword onto his back. The powerful magnet caught the blade and held it into place.
The man reached into the pouch on his belt and pulled out two emeralds encrusted in gold shuriken like plates with carvings in an ancient languages. He looked at Nightwing and then at Razor who was on the floor face first with his wings visible. His eyes drifted over to the transformation parts. First the side thrusters attached to the boots, then the pauldrons, after that he glanced at the claws which were back to their non-lethal state, and finally back to the wings. "It's amazing on how these gems allow his wings such great abilities and the energy to allow him to use the rest of his transformation parts. It's just that, Razor. Even with your transformation, you'll lose against Mark, especially in the air. You must use everything you have if your going to beat him in the sky and learn to cope with all the weight on the ground." On the outer side of each wing, near the center, he placed the Wind Stones in the slots the old ones once were.
Then he walked over to the stairs and disappeared into the doorway up top. When he returned, in his hand was a sheet of paper with some words inscribed on it. Placing the paper in the Dark Knight's hand, he strolled over to the doors that were held shut with magic. Drawing his sword he sliced the door as if it were butter several times until it fell to the ground in pieces. Then, silently, he took his leave. Leaving everyone behind speechless. Several teenagers ran over to Nightwing and Dark Knight and quickly started to shake them. "Hey, wake up. You ok?" Asked the girl with red hair. Nightwing groaned a bit as he rubbed his head. He noticed a huge crack in his helmet. "You ok Batman?" Asked the girl again. "The name's Nightwing." He growled. With the help of the teenagers, he manage to his feet.
In front of him, a boy wearing an Astros baseball cap poured a bottle of water onto Razor, quickly causing the Dark Knight to wake up and open up his claws in defense. After coming to realize what happened, he retracted his claws and pushed himself to his feet with the kids aid. "Here's your sword kid." He looked up to notice that one of the bouncers was towering over him with his sword in both hands. Razor glanced at the piece of paper in his hand and slid it into his pouch. Taking the sword he tried desperately to sheath the sword but proved to be too drained of the energy to do so. As if he were helpless, the bouncer slid the sword into his sheath and helped him walk out with Nightwing behind being helped out by one of the other kids as well. They could hear everyone whisper to one another about what happened. As they stepped outside and into the alley that hid the entrance to the building, the crowd inside followed them outside. "You two need help getting home?" Asked the bouncer. "No, we can fly." Nightwing coughed his words as blood dripped from his mouth. Before taking off, a little girl walked over to Razor carrying his helmet. With help from the bouncer, Razor knelt down to eye to eye contact with the girl and slid off his sunglasses.
"Mr. Dark Knight. Thank you for protecting brother and me. You're my hero. I hope you beat that bad man next time." Rarely ever did Razor smile, but, when he did it was always empty. But for the first time in his life he saw a true smile escape from his lips. A smile that shown that even tortured souls still hearts. The girl slid the helmet on Razor's held and snapped on the chin strap for him. The bouncer helped him stand back up and backed away. Razor flipped on his sunglasses and ignited his jetpack before taking off into the sky. Nightwing did the same.
