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Chapter 7
Dick wasn't late to school but his nerves were still going haywire, all his thoughts on what he would have to do.
I'll have to tell Wally to distract them team so I can focus on the murderer without them asking questions, he thought as the last bell rang which signaled that school was over. Until the next morning that is.
Adjusting the strap of his backpack to fit more comfortably on his right shoulder, Dick weaved in and out of the crowd of students who were walking slowly.
Do they WANT to stay here or something?
Dick shook his head. No matter how he tried, he could never undestand kids his age or any kid for that matter. He could understand how they could just forget that at any moment, they could die whether it be an accident or murder.
Dick broke his train of thought. I REALLY don't need to think about that now . . . Or really, not ever.
Seeing Alfred pull up in the limo, Dick ran and jumped in when his phone rang. He frowned as he dug into his backpack for it, knowing that it couldn't be Bruce or Alfred who were the only two who had his phone number.
Wait. Did I give my number to Wally in case . . . !
Now with his phone in hand, he flipped it open and recognized the number.
I was right. It's Wally.
Dick then quickly pushed the green button and put his phone up to his ear. "Wally?"
"Dick, we have a MAJOR problem! The team know your identity!"
Dick's blood ran cold. "What but how-"
"Well, all they know is your and Batman's first names. But they're planning on hacking Gotham's-"
Dick chuckled. "Oh, I don't think they'll be able to."
"Why . . . Oh, you so didn't."
"That depends on what you think I did," he replied with a smirk.
"You did!"
Dick chuckled again. "So everything's fine."
"Yeah . . . Dick, is it . . . him? You know, the guy who-"
"Yes . . . I'm certain of it," Dick interrupted, staring at the people walking on the sidewalk.
" . . . Do you think he knows about the team?"
Dick sighed. "That's the problem, Wally. I don't know."
_Mystery POV_
Oh, how he hated the sun! He hated how it was the reason he didn't have some "fun" all the time.
But I will be having some fun . . . Very soon, in fact.
Pulling his curtains closed, his room became dark again. He sighed in relief. Just how he liked it. The smothering darkness, it a blanket around him. It reminded him of his assassin missions, of how he would creep in the shadows and silently go for the kill with his best friend at his side.
Actually, it's ex-best friend now. All because he wanted something MORE than killing people. But what could be better than showing people that you had power over them, that you could end their lives if you wished to? Nothing! But Shadow had thought different . . . very different . . .
But I'll show him. I'll show him that just because he's smart, it doesn't mean he's better than me.
Besides, he thinks I'm going after his "team".
But I'm not.
I'm going after him.
A/N- That was an interesting turn of events . . . Please review! This was published on 2-28-12 with the length of 706 words.