WARNING: This chapter contains an load of swear words. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Chapter 3

A bullet spun silently in the air, as a bunch of shady characters watched it. Suddenly one of them reached for and caught it before it had finished spinning.

"Bottoms up" he smiled as he put the bullet on his tongue and raised a shot glass with a light brown liquid in it. He winked as he swallowed the vile liquid.

"Way to go Frosty!" cheered the rest of men as they watched the guy known as Frosty stand up and take a bow.

"My turn" smiled the guy sitting beside him as he picked up his bullet and placed it on his tongue. He quickly drank his shot and winced as the vile tasting liquid made the bullet slide gently down his throat.

"Blaze my man your just to bad" smiled Frosty as he clasped hands with Blaze as he opened his eyes and smiled. Suddenly one of the other guys picked up his bullet and shoved it in his mouth.

"Match this" he smiled as he spit the bullet into the air and quickly drank his shot. He watched as the bullet fell and caught it in his mouth and swallowed the tequila and took a quick bow.

"That's why you're the leader Wraith you sick fuck" laughed Frosty as he bopped fists with Wraith. Wraith just smiled as he lit his cigar and took a puff.

"Ok now it's my turn" smiled a stupid looking guy sitting beside Wraith as he reached for his shot glass, his hand was suddenly stopped by a much larger one as one of the thug glared at him.

"Not so fast" he said grimly as he placed a bullet in his mouth and drank his shot. He didn't wince or even close his eyes as the bullet travelled down his throat.

"Dumb asses drink last Sparky, you stupid fucker" he smiled as he glared at the smaller member of the group. The small guy instantly stood up and held a gun to his larger friends head.

"Fuck you Razor" Sparky said as he pulled back the hammer. Razor just smiled as he pulled out a knife and held it against Sparky's throat.

"Piece of shit isn't even loaded" he sneered as he pressed the knife even closer. Suddenly Frosty stood up and held his own pistol against Razor's head.

"This one is but" he said smiling as he pulled back the hammer on his pistol. Razor smile widened as he pulled out another knife and held it a few inches away from Frosty's nether region.

"Go asshole make my day" he smiled as he watched Frosty sweat slightly. Blaze sighed as he stood up and pulled out two pistols from his jacket.

"Any of your stupid mother fucks wanna bet me these babies aren't loaded" he said grimly as he moved the guns around the table.

"Would you assholes stop acting like idiots!" yelled Wraith angrily as he slammed his fists on the table. The other's just looked at each other and slowly lowered their weapons. Wraith smiled as he stood up and looked at his gang.

"FIRE IT UP!" they cheered as they threw their hands into the air. They continued to cheer this way Frosty stopped and smiled as a girl entered the bar. The girl smiled as she saw Frosty and walked over to him.

"Blackfire baby I'm glad you came" he joked as he stood up and hugged her.

"I'm glad you missed me" she smiled as she broke the hug and kissed him. Razor smirked as he drank another shot of the vile liquid and slammed the glass back the table.

"Why don't you two fucks get a room or something?" he complained as he watched Blackfire and Frosty play tonsil hockey. Frosty broke their kiss and looked at Wraith as if he was asking for permission to leave. Wraith just sighed as he slowly nodded and took another drink. Frosty whooped as he dragged Blackfire away from the table.

"Watch yourself Frosty" laughed Sparky as Frosty grabbed a bottle of Tequila and ragged Blackfire towards the stairs.

"Just don't forget to meet us at fifty second street at nine, you stupid bastard!" Wraith called after him as he watched him run up the stairs with Blackfire.

"Aww we don't have long to play then" smiled Blackfire as he starting kissing Frosty's neck and face.

"Sure thing boss man" smiled Frosty as he carried Blackfire into one of the rooms and slammed the door loudly behind him.

"Remind to stab his ass one day" smiled Razor as he slammed another shot glass onto the table. Sparky laughed at razor's comment as he picked up another shot and looked at Blaze play with his gun.

"Ok my friends I must depart, remember meet up at fifty second street at nine" smiled Wraith as he stood up and fixed his coat, "Don't be late" he said finally as he walked away from the table. Sparky drank his shot and took off after Wraith.

"Don't worry man I'll be there" smiled Razor as he put his knife away and looked at Blaze, "Later my brother I'm gonna go get me some moola" he smiled as he bopped fists with his fellow thug.

"Yo Raze !" yelled Blaze making Razor stop and look round at him, "Try not to get scared, I mean it's only Halloween" he laughed making Razor shake his head and head for the door.

"Hey Blaze" yelled Razor as he opened the door and looked at his compatriot.

"Yeah?" replied Blaze as he tried to focus his eyes on Razor.

"Fuck you man" smiled Razor as he gave Blaze the finger before he walked out of the door. Blaze laughed again as he gave the door the finger and motioned for the bar man to bring him more another drink.

"Today has been a very good day" he said to himself as he looked out of the window and watched a building burn in the distance, "A very good day indeed"

Robin staggered through the alley way and began to peel off his tattered burial clothes. He somehow felt really warm and uncomfortable in them. He shivered as the rain continued to fall on his head, soaking his hair ad making it fall into his eyes. He stopped as he saw the crow land on a dumpster and peck at a pair of old black boots. Robin looked at the strange bird and instantly understood what it wanted and quickly took the boots out of the trash. The crow squawked in approval before it took flight again. Robin looked confused and afraid as he put the boots on and followed after his mysterious new friend.

Cyborg stopped his car just down the street from a bring building and cursed under his breath. He took a final breath before he pushed open the door and stepped out onto the street. Here we go again he thought as he put on his hat and walked towards the burning building.

"What the hell happened here man?" he asked a fellow police officer as he approached he watched the fire engulf the apartment building, the heat coming from the towering inferno was incredible.

"Oh just another fucking Devil's Night bonfire" replied the officer as he used his arm to shield his eyes from the blistering heat.

"Same thing every god dam year" cursed Cyborg as he took his cap off an wiped the sweat from his forehead, "What's the count so far?" he asked as a small smile appeared on his face.

"This looks like the first but there's bound to be more" smiled the officer as he watched the glow of the fire turn the sky and angry red.

"Do we know who done it yet?" asked Cyborg as he watched the fire crews try and get the blaze under control.

"Look's like Wraith's crew" replied the officer as he looked at Cyborg, "Probably that pyromaniac Blaze"

"I was afraid you'd say that" he sighed as he continued to watch the building burn, "Well you know the drill we just have hope we get lucky this year" he sighed before he took out a small note book and walked over to a bunch of frightened people. Devil's Night had come back again to haunt everyone who lived in Jump City.

The crow landed again only this time it perched on the top of a set of fire escape ladders on the side of an old derelict house. Robin sighed as he climbed up the ladder slowly. The crow flew off it's perch and stood on top of the building and watched as Robin slowly made his way to the top of the ladders. In the distance stood a large building that Robin instantly recognised, in the distance stood Titan's Tower.

"Looks like I'm going home" he said weakly as he watched the crow take flight and soar towards his former home. He smiled gently as he followed after the mysterious bird.

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Later days