BLUDHAVEN
Hey! I'd like to hear what you think of this fic...Robin strives to be free of Batman...does he realise there's serious trouble in doing that? batman himself will appear more frequently later. If you want to say anything (don't bother flaming me I ignore the flames) I'll listen: favourite quotes, scenes, characters etc...all welcome. Enjoy
Angelo: What he said
02: Slap Leather
Donnie opened his eyes slowly. He sat up and stretched then stared. Firstly he was on the floor - stark naked - wrapped in sheets, his matress was shredded and his apartment was trashed. "What the hell..." he paused as memories flitted through his brain. "Wow!"
He stretched feeling something flowing around inside him. A fire...
The Ravens and Alleycats were already swarming over the fire escape. "Okay my menagerie" he muttered. "I get the signal" he grumbled as he grabbed a box of crackers and two cans of tuna from his press. Stepping daintly over the overturned furniture he tossed the crackers to the birds and left the tuna on a large plate for the cats to fight over.
Stretching he looked around and found the things he'd sewn the night before. He picked up the top hat. "The -what- now?" he muttered.
Naoko was brushing her hair back as they walked along the hall. Tim was troubled about the weapons, apparently the ones he'd seen last night weren't the BAD ones. The Bad ones could punch holes in steel like it was paper.
"You're very quiet" Naoko said. "It's unnerving, speak man"
"Sorry" Tim sighed. "Just troubled...about...about that Donnie guy"
"Yeah" Naoko nodded slowly. "Speaking of Donnie's Troubles" she looked ahead at the Big Man On Campus. Derek...something was different, his gang seemed a little - off. But he wasn't. Tim looked at Naoko who was frowning. Tim's detective instinct was going into overdrive...
"What are you staring at Drake?" snarled a voice.
"Something ugly" Naoko chirped. Derek stalked forwards.
"Thank you Naoko" Tim managed through gritted teeth.
"No trouble" she smiled as she removed a nailfile from her back pocket and set about fixing her nails. Tim readied himself in case Derek took a swing.
"Listen Drake, you and your little slut here may have bailed that puff out yesterday" Derek hissed. Behind him his crew and some of the students had gathered in a solid wall. "But that just pissed me off, get in my way and you're next. Don't see the little faggot anywhere today do ya?" he sneered.
"Well if you have your back to me it's not surprising" Donnie said. Derek froze and slowly turned around. Donnie was there sucking suggestively on a lollipop. Dressed in tight jeans and a white dress shirt that was tight itself but a size too big in length. His hair was still flopping over one eye... he looked pretty - - sinful!
"What - - Valentine you're-"
"On a last name basis are we now?" Donnie mused. "Better then the usual insults you hit me with. Would you like to get your pocket dictionary out before you continue?"
"You're...I sawy you..."
"Most people are cute when they babble...you just come across as insecure" Donnie sighed. Derek seemed to shake off his shockas Donnie turned away and took a swing at the back of his head. There was a blur, Donnie shot forwards, one of his legs shot up and Derek shot off to one side. Donnie snapped back into his original position. "Self-defence...damn!" he gave the lollipop another long suck and wandered off.
Derek lay on his back touching his bloodied nose looking up at everyone...they just walked away, his gang were in shock...and Tim and Naoko were in stitches.
Tim saw Donnie again in English Lit. he sauntered late into class...
"You - You're late"
"Ding-Ding well done Mr Kilter" Donnie said. "Now...I'll accept your authority if you can tell me my name! Go!"
"It's -" the seating chart wasn't much use when the student wasn't seated and a few people were out sick. Kilter was caught out.
"Thought not...bored now" Donnie said. Tim realised that Donnie sat behind him...when class ended Kilter was off-kilter. Totally unnerved. Donnie was leaving and Tim decided to talk to him.
"I thought you didn't fight back" Tim said. /Smooth Drake, Smooth./
"Life philosophies...who sticks with them anyway?" shrugged Donnie as he and Tim walked down the hall. "I decided that things had to change"
"That's good" nodded Tim. "So what changed?"
"Everything. Nothing. Something. Anything" laughed Donnie. He smiled at Naoko and she smiled back. "Hey" he said.
"Hi...Naoko Toshiro" she said. "You're Donnie Valentine. Your reputation proceeds you"
"Funny, I didn't know I had one" he smiled.
Tim felt left out. "Well after what you did today you will" he said with a smile. "You flattened Derek with only ONE move!"
"Hunh..." he snorted. "It wasn't that hard, Derek's not as tough as he seems, he's like cardboard and he always will be. Once he gets a little wet he folds into slop very easy. I think he hates me because I know his dirty little secret and I am pretty sure I'm the only one unless he's into pillow talk though at the point of pillow talk it would be too late seeing as he'd have gotten the poor unfortunate into his little glove fetish and I sincerely pity the guy bedded by Derek"
There was silence. "Did I ramble too much?" sighed Donnie.
"Guy?" Naoko repeated.
"He's as gay as a Las Vegas Cowboy" Donnie said. "have to run, I'll be late for work otherwise I'll see you" Naoko watched him leave.
"Nice Ass...firm...supple" Naoko noticed Tim staring. "I did mention I was a major fan of boys didn't I?" She neglected to mention the Yaoi Manga she kept in a folder in her bedroom her Aunt never thought to look in.
Tim stared at her then his eyes drifted to the departing Donnie. "You need to cool down" he said with a slightly nervous laugh. Naoko shrugged and laughed.
"Reports of the van from the robbery at the jewelery store came in an hour ago" Sphinx said as the cycle sped down the road. "It's supposedly gone into a junkyard. That's according to some of our less-legal sources, decide what you want about calling in the police."
"Call them" decided Tim. "I'll handle the goons until they get there."
"Be careful, they're heavily armed" Sphinx warned.
Donnie stretched and sighed. "Well that feels better" he sighed as he adjusted to the skintight leathers. Pulling on the domino mask and the top hat he climbed out onto his windowsill. "Time to have a blast."
Robin dropped down, the van was still and silent...he advanced slowly and approached it with bated breath. The movement was abrupt. The doors were wrenched open by the figure. A ninja moving with incredible skill, he tossed the smoke bomb in, slammed the doors and let the men deal with the thick fog blasting from the windows... gagging the men came out. He pulled two nanchukas from his hips and spun into a tornado of kicks and punches that depleted the men in no time.
A goon climbed out of the passanegers side coughing and holding an uzi. He slowly rounded the van and levelled the gun at her as she dealt with one of his cohorts. The Redwing smacked him in the arm so his gun clattered to the ground.
"Big Mistake!" The ninja snapped. The ninja planted a hand on the man's arm, he made a funny noise in the back of his throat and collapsed. Tim ran forwards to meet the ninja as he hauled a man up and shoved him against the van.
On getting closer he realized his previous assumption was wrong.
The ninja dude was a ninja dudette.
Robbards had left the van to lead the boy wonder to his demise, right now the real thugs were hitting another jewellery store. "Vince? How's the power?"
In a back room Vince had the large fusebox open, he held the device to the fuse box (it was like a staple gun) and zapped it. He smiled as the switches marked Security went off. He shut the door. "Hey handsome wanna get a real jolt out of life?" before he could react the teenage boy leaning there grabbed the device, gave a playful buzz to the previous owner and then kicked straight into the face.
Vince took a few moments to process everything...then he collapsed.
Robbards and the three guys were spread out into separate corners of the shop. They packed the black bags with gems tightly. A laugh came from above. "This is pathetic!"
Robbards swung around and looked up. Seated on the archway over the main doors was a boy in black and red. His tight black muscle shirt had red velvet dress shirt sleeves that had been stitched on with lots of thread. His black leather trousers hung low on his hips so red silk boxers could be seen. The ends of from around knee area both legs of the trousers were stitched on red leather. He wore spiked bands on his wrists that held the sleeves of his shirt on.
He rubbed the back of his dog collared neck and smiled.
His eyes glowed golden yellow beneath the mask. "This looks like it could be fun though...I was planning on hitting this place myself - but I'll just steal what you stole."
Robbards aimed the gun and fired but the boy had already dropped to the floor as the concussion blast blew a dint into the wall.
"I've never done this before...be gentle" Donnie purred.
He rolled forwards and kicked out with both feet knocking one man over a display case. Robbards fired again but the boy swivelled on his hands and slid under a case. Two of the thieves tried a pincir move and came around either side of the long display case.
Donnie snapped his body up so he was in a crouch with his right leg stretched, he swung his leg high and kicked the man in front of him in the face then rolled backwards and landed on his front, one leg stretched, the other tucked under his body, one hand stretched out and the other tucked under his body. He kissed the air and shoved backwards. He slid over to the man behind him and kicked both his legs apart then slid under them and stood.
"Nice form" Donnie laughed as he kicked the man away. "But it's a tad...wobbly" the furthest thief with the gun aimed and fired. Donnie dragged up the one he'd kicked down and away as a shield. "The aims a lost cause though." He tossed the body aside and cartwheeled forwards before landing a drop kick on the gun followed by a spinning set of chops and a hook kick across the unfortunate crooks face. He pulled the goggles off the mans face and punched him out.
"Get him!" hissed Robbards. He and the other man opened fire, with two comrades down they had to take the boy more seriously. The feeling was not mutual.
"Sad. Sadder. Saddest" commented Donnie on the shots. He twisted, the whip cracked and snared the weapon, wrenching it from the man's hands. "Here hold!" he swung the gun into Robbards face and hit him aside before running at the thief and leaping at him. He snared the man around the waist with his legs and wrapped his arms around his neck. With a passionate gasp he snapped the man's neck. "You're dead...it's not much fun is it?" The body fell away as Donnie hopped off. "Don't worry, rhetorical question"
Robbards attacked with the baton, it was tipped with a heated metal bar that burned red. Donnie spun aside, karate chopped it from Robbards hand and slammed a palm into his nose. "Aww shucks! You're getting all angry at me!"
Robbards raised his fists. "You're going down you freak"
"Am I?" Donnie said. "Sorry...I'm not the submissive type" he snapped out the whip and caught Robbard in the chest before swinging it around and snaring his neck. Robbard was pulled in and kneed in the face. He retaliated by grabbing the boys throat and slamming him into a wall. Robbard was tough...he punched the boy heavily in the face and threw him down. But Donnie kept hold of the whip.
Robbard rushed forwards to kick Donnie...a leg caught him in the chest, stayed there and then tossed him over Donnie's body, face first into a wooden display stand Robbard roared in pain, his face was scratched and bleeding... Donnie tugged his whip in. "That was fun...you know how to make a boy feel special."
"Fag" Robbard roared as he punched Donnie down. Donnie swung back around with a bloody nose.
"MISTAKE!" Donnie rolled forwards and flipped at Robbard who retreated. Robbard made a mistake he watched the arms too much...knocked the punch to one side but Donnie went with the momentum, planted the fist on the ground and twisted so he could comfortably slam both legs into Robbards torso. "See? Mistake..."
Robbard glanced at the man Donnie had punched unconscious. He had come too and was reaching for the gun. Donnie spun around, his eyes glowed. Drop the gun! Donnie hissed. But he didn't say it...it came out in the mind of the man who couldn't help but obey. Donnie blinked...the man was staring into his eyes. Slap yourself. The man did so. Hear voices...go mad...
Donnie smiled cruelly as the man shrieked and thrashed about screaming about the voices...things had just gotten very interesting. The sound of someone hitting a door open caught Donnie. Robbards made a break for the security room. Donnie rushed in. Vince stood up shakily...Robbards threw him a knife. "Take the kid!" he said.
Vince nodded blearily and slashed at Donnie as he came in. Donnie gave a gasp of surprise as he gained a nick across the arm. Then he frowned, blocked the next strike and twisted a kick into Vince before manipulating the arm so the knife stabbed its holder. "That...was boring" Donnie sneered. He tossed the dying Vince aside...the van outside screamed away... "Damn" Donnie hissed. He strode back to the shop an grabbed the bags and some of the gems.
"This is the police!" a voice boomed from outside - he hadn't even realized they'd arrived. "Come out with your hands up". Rolling his eyes Whisper ran up a wall, vaulted backwards off it onto a ledge and pressed himself to the wall, swiftly making his way to an airvent that he slid through easily.
"Who are you?" the ninja girl murmured.
"Robin...Boy Wonder..."
"Oh. Yes. Of Course. The obnoxious and unstealthy costume should have been a give away"
"Who are you?" Robin asked as the girl turned back to examining the thug she had propped against the van.
"I am a Ninja. I am an Illusion. I do not exist" Robin looked her up and down as she continued to check the man over. "But I'll be real enough to kick your butt if you get in my way. The Okudo Gang is a danger that I must neutralize, none can distract me from my mission"
"Hey! Hang On!" he said. "Sphinx? Can you see that enblem on her costume" he added in a hushed whisper.
"Yes...I've got it" Sphinx said. She used the cameras on Robins costume to zoom in on the pattern on the mask, chest and back of the girls ninja garb. "I'll find out what I can"
"Who is Sphinx" the girl asked.
"Just...how did you hear me?"
"I am a ninja - our senses aid us so we must have strong ones" she replied simply. "Who is Sphinx?"
"A friend...she helps me - - what's the story with you?" Robin asked. He was trying to get her to talk to him...she obviously knew things that might prove useful. "I mean...can we work together?"
"A ninja relies only on themselves. They work alone" she replied. "Sorry"
"Come on - I know The Haven better then anyone, if we work together we can find this guy" he said. "We can share information!"
The girl ignored him and traced a few symbols in the air in front of the man as she muttered a few words to accompany them. "Tell us all" she commanded. The man was in some sort of trance... he stared blankly ahead.
"There's a big sale going through. Okuda is selling weapons to Cobblepot the big ones, the EM cannon, the concussion bombs, the armour and anything else Cobblepot wants...it happens tomorrow night"
"Where?" commanded the girl.
"Warehouse 33"
"When and what is the security?"
"Eleven Thirty...there will be a dozen men from either gang there..."
"Thanks" she whacked him alongside the head and he collapsed. "Ninja Hypnosis" she explained to Robin. "Now if you'll excuse me"
"Wait-" before he could say anything the girl had hurled something to the ground and vanished in a puff of smoke. "Wow - that is a cool trick!"
Okuda looked at his Geisha assistant. "There is a ninja" he turned off the video relay from the van he'd sent. "Mr Cobblepot need not know...but it would be best to handle this. However we will do so by ourselves"
The woman nodded, the dangling silver pins shimmered. "Good. Deal with it."
She shuffled away.
The female ninja landed in the roofgarden and pussed the flat silver panel by the door. It flickered green and let her in. "Sensei Izanoi" she called.
"Yes my child?"
She walked towards him, unbuttoning her mask at the sides and back and kneeling before the man who was meditating on a platform in the dojo room. "I encountered the Okuda men...they plan to sell weaponry to the thugs of The Penguin."
"I see...I shall inform the Clan in Japan and they will send reinforcements - your work is done"
The girl pulled off her mask angrily. "That is sooooo Jacked!" she snapped.
"At ease Naoko. This is not a time to lose control of the temper...that temper has kept you from becoming a Higher Pupil despite your prodigical status as a student"
"I amn't going to sit by and let -"
"You are a lone ninja, but even a lone ninja - even one of your famed skill and power - cannot take on the men of the Okuda Gang and The Penguin Gang alone"
"But to cut me out completely is simply unfair!"
"You will do as told Naoko"
Throwing her mask aside Naoko stalked out of the room and left her white bearded sensei to meditate on his mission.
TBC
Next Chapter: Naoko breaks the rules and goes after the deal. Whisper is unveiled. Donnie sees a chance to finish his own agenda. Tim faces off against the big Bad of Bludhaven - The Penguin - at the Weapons deal.
...BLUDHAVEN...