Jason shifted on his seat on the roof top as he threw a crumbled up piece of paper over his shoulder. From the past few weeks of being judge, jury and executioner to those in on Great White project was getting annoying. The man was dead yet shipments still made it in and out. the new guns on the street told him this, but it got weirder, even with the up take in new weapons...crime was down in Gotham. By good numbers to.
Was he responsible, the Batman, or was there something larger going on here. Jason tapped his fingers on his helmet that sat peacefully beside his leg while reading over the states again just to be sure, the north quarter seemed to be the highest place of drug trafficking, he might be able to score big and get more info. And the thought had crossed his mind when great white had mentioned a Mr. White? Who the hell was that? A new villain? one that couldn't be trusted apparently.
he looked up glancing around the area in a curiosity. Something was going on here, and he-
Jason spun around the pulled out his gun but was instantly threw back when a batarag hit his shoulder. Jason fell onto his back but flipped to get back to his feet. He should of known after his little fire work show at the docks and the beating he sort of delivered to new and improved baby bird would reach some one`s ears. It was just funny that it took so long.
"Your getting slow old man, that barley even broke skin." Jason chuckled coldly into the shadows.
"Funny," Jason raised and eye brow, he`d been expecting Batman to walk out of the shadows but this wasn't Batman, this was Nightwing, Dick Grayson, and over the years...a big pain in his ass.
Dick just stared at him for a moment before crossing his arms over his chest, "Your back..."
"I`m back." Jason confirmed but seeing him here probably already did that.
"Robin told me about you, he had no clue who you are, witch was unusual and the fact you got away made the facts more obvious that your really you, but I had to check." Dick said. Jason blinked slowly, "And what, You think I`m going to close this gap between us and hug it out...that's a bull shit answer!" Jason hissed raising his gun at Nightwing who only glowered at him with white eyes behind his mask.
"No, I`m sure you recall we are almost never on the best of terms Jason, I just wanted to make sure you weren't another fake, and you obviously arnt."
"Obviously." Jason let a small breath of air out of his nose in annoyance. "Anything else?"
"Yeah," Dick growled, "Your under arrest."
Jason couldn't hold in his snicker of amusement, "Me? for what? Wait don't answer that." Jason snickered, Jason tilted his gun a little narrowing his eyes a little bit to get Dick`s eyes off the cold metal and onto his expression of a confusion, "Why now? I mean...you did have a few better opportunities to do them before now."
"Things change Jason, I`ve changed." Dick said coolly the only readable expression on Dick`s was the small crease just between the older boy`s brows, and the way his fingers tightened on the those annoying baton sticks of Dick`s.
Jason chuckled in genuine amusement, "What`s the matter Dick-y bird? You finally see the word is and awful place with things that actually do go bump in the night, if that's true, why don't you just kill me instead?"
Dick`s handed tightened a bit more and it only made Jason that much happier to know it was still easy to get into Dick`s head, "I`ll never be like you Jason, you murder, maybe it`s for a cause of to the fact you feel totally justified about what your doing-,"
"I do and I am." Jason confirmed.
"-but it`s still wrong and it`s still a line I`ll never cross, I`ve put this off for too long Jay...you need help, and Arkham Asylum is the best place for you right now, if you go threw a good trail and prove insane you`ll be granted a private therapist and be out of there mentally sane in a number of year." Dick said. Jason blinked, and the area was completely silent for a good two minuets before Jason flinched, "Oh, your done talking sorry I kind dozed of-
"This isn't a Joke!" Dick hissed.
"You see me laughing? This mentally insane, 'you need help' gets old and frankly I`d rather you try and kill me then end up being diagnosed in sane by those wake jobs, besides your not the best mental picture, your still wearing your suit, your still two different people and face it...your only on step crazier then I am," Jason tilted his head, "your in some stupid fantasy world that your actually making a difference, I`m actually helping people! don't you think some of these people, who care about making an honest buck, raising their children and hoping no one dies at a young age because you freaks cant do the right think and realize this city is corrupt that's why people get free that's why people die, and that's why...it is all your fault."
"Belie what you want Jason, you might be right, that out efforts are...for nothing, that we really cant make a different, but can you really stand there and say you don't add to the pointless murder that makes this city to crime infested?" Dick asked a bit baffled, Jason nodded calmly, "Yes, I can say that and I have, because I know I`ve made a difference. the kid agrees with it to and I`ve never met him."
"Who?" Dick growled. Jason smiled, "You know who."
"Leave Robin out of this!" Dick ordered, Jason smirked, "Pu-lease! this kid is Bruce`s actual son, and while Batman cant see truth, grow a pain and take a life when its for the greater good, a ten year old boy knows what I`m saying, I heard he took someone's head off the first night with dear old dad, maybe we can have a slumber party before he`d the next one in the same grave you buried me in. how many Robin`s is that now? Two? This kid is next Dick...and trust me, once it`s all over, your finally going to realize just like the last to times I`ll never be anyone's fault but Batman`s."
Dick scoffed in disbelief but the way Dick held himself right now it was obvious he was struggling very hard to stay calm, "Robin`s not you Jason, you need to leave him alone, if you already know who Robin really is then you'll know he`s not like anyone and he will never be manipulated."
"He`s Robin isn't he?" Jason pointed out Dick narrowed his eyes, "Dearest daddy always had the worst show of emotion for death...as I've heard."
"You and ass-hole Jason." Dick hissed.
"And your a blind moron with his head so far up Daddy`s ass you cant see-" At that moment Dick leapt at him, they toppled over the side of the building and Jason spun Dick around so when they landed on the dumpster in the alley way below Dick was the one who`d be waking up with the worst of the bruises. Dick kneed him hard when Jason finally managed to pull his arms into a position to help himself up. Jason clenched his teeth together and used the pain to give force to a strong head but the left them both with red foreheads.
you don't have you mask so your going to get hurt to dumb ass. he mentally scolded himself and get off of the dumpster staggering a little as he did so. He was good enough at the moment to dodged a blow to the head and lung back to avoid being hit but Dick`s baton`s that were sparking at the moment. Jason pulled Dick in by his shoulders gaining a hard blow to both his sides before he sent as much strength he could into kneeing Dick in the stomach, but he didn't stop there, he slammed his foot on Dick`s holding the older boy in place and punched him twice in the face, he took his foot off of Dick`s and raised up ne leg to kick Dick, and hard, in the chest.
Dick staggered back and fell into the grope of trash cans, he sat there a crumpled mess till Jason walled over and looked down on him with a icy glare, "Now Grayson, tell me, who here is in the best of mind to making threats, you cant arrest me, even if you-," Jason was thrown back when one of Nightwing's baton sticks hit him in his lower jaw and flung him back, Dick grabbed his hands and flipped over him holding Jason was hands behind his back, "Your...under...arrest."
Pain shot threw Jason`s shoulders as Dick used a good amount of force to pulled his arms back, Jason winched but held still, "Jason this is for your own good."
"My own good?" Jason hissed, he dug his heal into Dick`s lower leg and pulled his arms free, jumping up and over Dick he kicked Dick`s legs out from under him, but Dick spun around in mid fall and caught Jason as he hit the floor.
Dick punched up at Jason catching him just below the eyes and ear making everything ring, Jason adjusted his hold on Dick and curled his fist punching Dick again in the face before grabbing his neck and squeezing, "You think you know everything Dick-y bird, you know nothing, you don't know me anymore!"
Dick tried desperately to gasp for air but the fact that Jason was putting all his weight in Dick`s stomach and throat he was losing what energy he had left and fast, but rage wasn't letting him let go, Dick reached up for him with one hand trying choking under the weight, only when the optic lenses of Dick`s mask were closed did he let go and get up off of Dick.
Dick laid there for a moment before Jason stepped on his chest and Dick began to cough violently Dick rested on his arm and stared shocked and a bit dazed up at Jason, "See," Jason hissed, "I could have killed you Dick, and I wouldn't be my fault or yours, sure your blood would be on my hands and you`d be the third kid of the bat to see the light but just remember, Bruce had his chance to kill me, hell I right out told him to shot me in my face, but yet he chose the easy way out, and for that you could have died."
Jason kicked Dick in the face knocking him out completely.