Sunday, 4:00 the night of the gala. Will was busy cutting off the cast on his left leg. Once he got it off he was hit with a huge wave of BO, and shook the stiffness out of it. He was ready to roll. He got up from his brown couch that was falling apart. It had several holes in it and it just looked gross. Then he went to take a shower, brush his teeth and make himself presentable for the gala. He slicked his wavy hair back, and threw on a blue tee shirt and black jeans for now. Penguin still has his suit over at the iceberg lounge. He adjusted the gold cross necklace his mother had given him before she died. Then he went and strapped a Glock 17 to his side, along with some high quality throwing knives to a vest on his chest so he could hide them under his suit jacket. Then lastly his main weapon, Two large Promethium bowie knives gifted to him by Deathstroke. Each blade was around 8 inches in length with a dark black handle and cross guard. Truthfully they were a work of art, razor sharp, and perfectly balanced. He sheathed them behind his back where no one would be able to see them. Then he took off for the Iceberg Lounge. He traveled quickly through the dark and decrepit alleyways of gotham. He was at home here, like a fish in water, and knew exactly where to go. He began to sprint using his enhanced speed to get his leg that had been in the cast back to full strength. As he ran at the speed of a moving car, he began strategizing how to take down Deathstroke. He was fast, very fast, much faster than Deathstroke. However his power and skill were slightly lacking. He was far less ruthless, however he had already resolved in his heart that he would kill his most hated enemy tonight. One of the men who haunts his dreams, Deathstroke, must die tonight. Only then would he be able to sleep peacefully. He was tired of waking up in a cold sweat remembering his time with Deathstroke. His hatred soared, as he prepared himself for battle. If Ravager got in the way he was ready to kill her too, but he hoped it wouldn't come to that, he was much stronger than her and her only hope would be some kind of sneak attack. The one thing I had going for me was my perception. My eyes they can slow things down and predict what the enemy is going to do before he does it. All I have to do is be good enough to react to it. This was one of the only true gifts from my filthy fucking father I ever got, and deathstrokes blood merely enhanced them even more. The other gift was something I'd never use, it's just sitting in a bag in my apartment unused. Perhaps if there is an enemy I am unable to face with my own strength I will use the horrible stuff, but until that day comes it will just sit there. Quickly he appeared in front of the iceberg lounge. As he walked in he nodded to Dembe a massive 6'6" Man from Africa. The man was a real straight shooter and fierce as hell, I've seen him fight before. The man possessed the strength of 10 men. He's crazy strong and has some pretty insane endurance too. He's one of the few people who have been able to deal with Nightwing and escape.
"Ugh the fucking batpeople, luckily I haven't had to fight any of them yet. From what I hear though, they are very strong." Will thought solemnly
Although usually I hate them, I hope they show up tonight and "save the day," especially if I start getting my ass kicked. Will chuckled under his breath, well at least tonight will be interesting. I've been super bored this week. Let's get to work.
Will steps into the nearly empty iceberg lounge. The only people here right now were usually penguins goons who've been working, and decided to get a drink or two. There was no dancing or anything going on right now, just criminals sitting around drinking and talking. Will quickly walked up past the VIP section where an absolutely stunning woman named Selina Kyle was wiping down the bar, getting it ready for tonight's festivities.
"Hey Selina, you look lovely today." Will said
"What's going on kid? Long time no speak, where ya been." She said back
"Ha, recovering from the last job P had me do. You know how it is sometimes." He shot back.
"I hear ya, whatever he's got you doing please be careful kid I'll be upset if I hear you got killed." She smiled and said.
"I will Selina, I'll be extra careful tonight." Will said
"Alright, whatever you say kid." She said as she went back to prepping the bar for tonight.
Will quickly went straight into Penguin's opulent office. This was probably one of the nicest rooms in the Iceberg Lounge. It was really cool here and is decorated lavishly, but at the same time kind of cluttered with all sorts of old Knick knacks and things of that nature. I think he liked to collect old things. Will thought to himself.
He looked across the room and there was Penguin, in the flesh with his long hooked nose and short fat body. Most thought he was ugly and grotesque but Will didn't particularly care all that much. Penguin took care of him and he was more than happy to work for the guy.
"Hey Boy, glad you could finally join the party. I see you came prepared." He flashed a sinister smile and began to cackle. "Orca, please fetch the man his tuxedo."
Orca smiled at him and left to go grab the tux, Penguin had prepared.
"Hey P when this is all over if the tux isn't trashed you think I could keep it. I don't got a lot of dress clothes for myself. I think it might come in handy later," Will said.
"Boy well what do you think, you think I could fit in your tux. Also if it gets destroyed don't worry about it. It's sure as shit not a rental hahahahaha." Said Penguin looking slightly amused with the boy
Will's eyes lit up and he said, "Thanks P, I appreciate the generosity!"
Penguin replied, "Eh you do a lot around here I certainly don't mind I just wish you'd officially join up with us, we always have a place for you among our ranks."
"You know I can't right now P. Plus I'm only 16 things may change for me in the next few years. I think I might wanna go to college or something. " he said, scratching his head looking a little embarrassed.
Will quickly put on a serious expression and asked, "How many of us are rolling into the gala?"
"You, Orca, and 3 of my stronger goons. I'd bring Dembe but he's got a warrant out for his arrest right now." Penguin said. Then he placed a small earpiece on the table and said, "this is how you will communicate with each other and me. If you see anything out of the ordinary press the clip on your lapel and speak into it. We will all hear what you say."
Orca returned with his tux and gently set it on the penguin's desk. Will immediately removed his shirt and weapons to reveal a horrifically scarred body, that was both chiseled, and strong. He quickly slid on the white button up shirt, put on the slim fit pants. He then put all his weapons back on and put his tux jacket over them so people couldn't see what he was carrying. The only tell that the man was armed was the Glock 17 at his side. He looked better than he ever had. The suit really fit him well and he seemed pretty satisfied.
Orcas eyes lit up, "dang will you look very handsome."
Will flashed a bright smile, "Thanks Orca, also do you guys have any cuff links or cologne I can borrow tonight's a special night. I need to be presentable."
Orca went and grabbed a pair of Penguin shaped cufflinks, and some cologne in a blue bottle that said ocean water.
Will sniffed it and his eyes lit up, "Thanks Orca! These cufflinks are pretty awesome."
He quickly put them in and sprayed himself 3 times with the ocean water cologne.
"Alright boy now you look somewhat presentable, a true gentleman like myself." Penguin said as he flashed a grotesque smile.
Will placed the earpiece in his left ear and clipped the little button to his lapel.
"Will we still have a few hours so just go out and relax a bit. I'll call for ya when the limo gets here." Penguin said
"Alright P I'm gonna go chill then." Will said
Will walked out to the vip bar and sat down.
Selina looked at him surprised.
"Dang boy, you clean up nice. You going to the big party tonight?" Selina said
"Yeah I'm rolling out to the party with P tonight." Will smiled
"Be careful baby, sometimes these things can get a bit dangerous." Selina said
"Hey Selina, can I have a beer, I've got a few hours to kill." Will said
Selina raised her eyebrow at him, then reached under the bar and pulled out a bottle of Michelob Ultra. Then cracked open the top. Will took a sip and sighed. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro blues, popped one in his mouth and lit it. Then just sat there in silence for the next few hours nursing his beer, smoking cigarettes, and chatting with Selina about nothing important for the next few hours.
Eventually he heard, "Alright boys, let's move out." He looked over and saw Penguin head his way. Will and three other goons hopped up off the seat and made to follow him and Orca. The four of them surrounded Penguin on all sides with Will taking the lead. Every one of them was armed to the teeth and ready to kill for the Penguin. They descended the steps and walked out the front door. Dembe was no longer there. Will walked up to the limo and opened the door for the penguin and everyone else to get in. Once they were all inside the secure bulletproof limo Will said, "alright tonight is probably gonna be pretty dangerous. You three and orca stay near the penguin the entire night, do not let him out of your sight. I will be in charge of walking around and scanning the room. I will most likely be the first line of defense. If Deathstroke and ravager get past me somehow, it's up to you 4 to get him out of there. I don't care how you do it, just make sure he gets back happy and healthy so we can all get paid."
Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. As they all prepared themselves for a fight.
Before long they reached an incredibly tall building, one that had to be around 50 stories.
Penguin said, "The gala is being held on the 50th floor, in the ballroom and in the rooftop garden of this building."
Will looked up and thought, dang I guess there's no jumping out the window if things get ugly. I'm not going back to the hospital.
Will put on his most serious face as they all walked inside to the elevator. Will scanned the building it was one of the fanciest he'd ever been in. He saw several people walking to the elevator. Him and the other three goons made sure nobody got too close to the Penguin. They let the people go up the elevator first so the Penguin could have the elevator to himself. Eventually the elevator came back down and they proceeded to step in the elevator.
"Yo P I think this has to be like the nicest building I've ever been in. It's crazy. The Crowne's must really like to show off." Will said.
Penguin cackled at that as did the rest of the boys.
"That they do boy, that they do." Penguin said
"Their sons go to school with me, truthfully I think they are fucking annoying always trynna bully people n shit. Plus they never have good jokes. Will said
"Try not to curse too much here boy, this is polite society we are not with gangsters and thugs." Penguin remarked
"Understood sir." Will said
Then the elevator doors opened into an incredibly opulent ballroom. Will felt pretty out of place here. He scanned the room as he stepped out. There were a lot of people here, the very wealthy in Gotham. There were rows of tables that you could eat at, a buffet, an open bar, reporters giving interviews, and waiters roaming around with glasses of champagne for anybody to take.
Wills' mouth almost dropped to the floor but he quickly concealed his emotions and tried his best to look as dangerous as possible.
Will took the lead, and they all walked in a tight formation around the penguin. Everyone seemed to be watching them as they made their way through the gala. Will walked up and grabbed some champagne for the penguin and handed him the glass.
Penguin cackled, "Thanks, boy, keep your eyes peeled tonight."
"You know it P." Will shot back and continued looking around.
All of the sudden, he felt an incredibly intense gaze coming from the right. It was Bruce Wayne, Tim and his girlfriend Stephanie, Barbara, Mr. Gordon, and some handsome little kid with bright green eyes looking right at Cobblepot. All discussing something, he looked to his left and sees Mrs. Fultz and who he assumes to be her fiancé laughing and giggling, almost like they are oblivious to everything going on around them.
They all walk Penguin to a back room where people seem to be going in to discuss something. The three goons stand outside the door, and Orca follows the penguin inside. Will begins to walk around and scan the ballroom for any signs of Deathstroke or Ravager. As he walks, a waiter comes by holding a slim glass of champagne, he quickly grabs one and began sipping on it. He looked around no signs of anything, yet.
I need to stay on my toes, he thought
While he's walking around, he walks over by Mrs. Fultz and her fiancé, and says, "Hello Miss Fultz, you look absolutely stunning tonight." She smiled at him and says, "Thank you, Will."
"No thank you for taking me to the hospital on Monday. They helped me heal pretty fast, mam." Will turned to see the man next to her staring at him so Will quickly moved to introduce himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir I'm Will, you must be this illustrious fiancé Miss Fultz seems to go on and on about." Will and the man shook hands
He said, "It's nice to meet you Will, my name is Darren Elliot, I think my fiancé may have mentioned you a time or two yourself."
Will scratched his head and flashed an embarrassed smile, "well I wouldn't be surprised she is always looking out for me I really appreciate her. Anyways, I have a job to do so I won't take up too much of your time, I just wanted to say hey."
Will took a sip of his champagne and walked away while Miss Fultz and her fiancé went back to talking to each other. I continued to look around and nothing seemed out of the ordinary until I saw Tim walking up to me with a cold expression on his face. I took another sip of my champagne and scratched my head. "Hey Tim what's going on, haven't seen you in a bit."
Tim looked at me and said, "Will my family wants to meet you, plus Barbara wants to speak with you about something."
Will raised an eyebrow and shot Tim a confused look, "Alright, but not for long I have a job to do here."
Tim replied, "I understand" as they walked over to Bruce Wayne and Co. together.
Will looked around and commissioner Gordon was nowhere to be seen. He must have walked off to go speak with someone else.
As we neared, Will shot a bright smile at everyone and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you all." Will extended his hand towards Bruce Wayne, and Bruce began to extend his when all of the sudden, Will's eyes go wide and he shoots backwards. Will was starting to sweat, trying not to cause a scene. Will coughs, and tries to compose himself. He looks back at Bruce and says, "I'm sorry sir I merely acted out of instinct, I sincerely apologize for my rudeness."
Then he looked over at Tim and said, "Tim, why didn't you tell me your father was so fierce. He's seriously strong, I knew you were trained but damn man it seems like your whole family is pretty strong too, especially the little one." He pointed to the young boy with bright green eyes.
Bruce looked surprised, and the little one chuckled. "He's smart father. He sees my talent." Bruce looked back and glared at the boy. Will was trying hard to keep it together. Then he looked over at Barbara and watched how her tight black dress clung to her accentuating her curves. She looked beautiful. He quickly composed himself, and said, "You look stunning tonight Barbara, I hope you aren't mad at me for being here with Penguin."
She looked at me sadly and just said,"I'm not mad Will, just disappointed. I always figured you were doing something like this."
I clicked my tongue and looked back at Bruce Wayne and said,"I'm Will, Tim and Barbara's friend, though I don't think Tim likes me too much." I laughed awkwardly and this time successfully reached out to shake his hand.
He looked at me with cold eyes and said, "it's nice to meet you Will. I'm curious, if you would indulge me, are you a part of Cobblepot's Crew?"
Will looked him in the eyes and said, "No sir, but he's been putting more and more pressure on me lately to join up with him. He's been running me pretty hard lately, I think he's afraid I'll join up with someone else. It's just nobody else treats their people as well as him, and he takes care of me. It's not so bad sir. The end goal is to eventually save up enough money so I can go to college, and maybe do something other than be a goon. Though, I'm not liking my chances, it's only a matter of time before he forces me to clique up with him. Lately it's been getting harder and harder to avoid doing things I don't wanna do."
Bruce and Tim looked surprised and Barbara sort of looked down.
Bruce responded,"Is there anything I can do to help, son."
Will said embarrassed, "No sir, I wouldn't dare ask for anything. I know my place sir. I will say this to you though, please be careful tonight and keep your family safe. Something's probably going to go down, and a very dangerous man will likely be coming. I can see you can handle yourself, but I don't want any of you to be caught off guard by something happening. Make sure you are able to get out quickly."
Bruce's gaze softened a bit, "Thanks for the warning son, if you don't mind me asking who might be coming tonight."
Wills face morphed into one of pure disgust as he spat out only one word, "Deathstroke."
Everyone's faces got serious after he said that.
"From the look on your face I take it you've had some experiences with the bastard, he is one of my most hated enemies. Anyways, be careful tonight."
As soon as he said that, he sensed something sneaking through the crowds as if waiting for something.
"Uh oh, showtime boys I got to go. Hey Barbara, do me a favor and act like you're into me for a second just start touching on me and giggling."
She looked confused for a second
Tim started to say, "Barbara I don't think that's a good idea."
"Just trust me. I'll deal with the riff raff quickly before the big dog gets here. Mr. Wayne please leave, things are about to get bad."
Will clicked the button and said, "Ravager is in the building. I'm gonna draw her out." Will walked up to Barbara and wrapped his arm around her waist and began flirting with her a bit.
"Alright now giggle." He whispered in her ear.
Barbara let out a loud giggle when all of the sudden you hear.
"What The Fuck Who The Hell Is This Red Haired Slut!"
As Ravager shot out in a blur.
"First you betray us, and now you're cheating on me." Ravager screamed.
Will chuckled and pushed Barbara away.
"Go Now."
Will looked at Ravager, and waited for her to get close enough for him to make a move. Once she was in range, he punched her in the gut as hard as he could using every bit of his enhanced strength in the blow. It knocked the wind out of her, before she could react he stepped forward and head butted her as hard as he could. Breaking her nose and sending her straight to the ground.
"Ravager I've been doing some thinking and I think we should see other people. I'm done with your bullshit." He reached down and she tried to struggle but Will was much more powerful than her.
She screamed, trying to break loose.
"You got careless Rose, and let your emotions dictate your actions; it's almost like you weren't even trained at all."
She screamed and cursed his name as he picked her up over his head and threw her out the 50th floor window, which shattered loudly. Everyone in the room was staring at him now.
He coughed, "She won't die from that, you know, she's much stronger than she looks."
Then someone darted at a much faster speed than Ravager towards the area where Cobblepot was. Will moved at his absolute top speed cracking the marble on the ground with his steps.
"DEATHSTROKE!"
He quickly caught and tackled him to the grounds and went to throw a punch but was swiftly kicked off by Deathstroke. Will flew back, and threw a couple throwing knives at Deathstroke. Will took a nasty crash a couple feet back but quickly rolled back up to his feet and pressed the button on this lapel.
"Deathstroke in the building, get P out of here."
Deathstroke quickly shot to his feet and pulled out his sword, while Will pulled out both of his knives and spun them around.
"Come on Bitch! I'm about to buss yo ass!" Will's eyes turned blood red with a black cross in the middle of them. Giving him an almost demonic look.
Then he shot off, and slashed out with one of his knives Deadpool quickly parried and they went back and forth. Clang clang clang, they fought at speeds the human eye had trouble following. Deathstroke slashed his sword horizontally. Will caught the sword with the Bowie knife in his right hand in the reverse grip. Then he slammed his fist into Deathstroke's face. He felt his bones creak from the impact on Deathstroke's Armored face mask. Deathstroke flew back a bit, and said, "You think a weakling like yourself can beat me, you don't possess the necessary resolve boy. That's why I'll never lose to you."
Will chuckled, "You're getting slow old man, and the thing is I don't have to beat you, just fight you long enough for the Bat to get here."
Deathstroke charged at him in a blur of orange, but to Will he looked like he was moving in slow motion.
Will quickly parried Deathstroke's slashing attack and struck out, but Deathstroke dodged and sent the boy flying with a spinning back kick.
Will nearly vomited from that kick as all the air was forced from his lungs. Before he knew it Deathstroke was upon him going straight for the kill. He stabbed his sword down but Will managed to kick it away at the last second. It still left a brutal cut on his leg. Deathstroke pressed forward again but Will quickly dropped one of the knives and drew the Glock from his holster and fired several rounds into Deathstroke's chest in an attempt to distract him.
Deathstroke pressed forward as Will emptied the clip and parried with his other blade. This time Will dropped the gun and shot up with the other blade in his hand, managing to get a clean slice into his shoulder right between the gap in his armor. Then Will spartan kicked him to create some distance between the two.
Shit was getting real one wrong move and Will would easily die. He didn't have armor like Deathstroke so he had to be faster, much faster.
The two circled each other like two predators stalking their prey. Then they both shot out and exchanged over a hundred slashes in the blink of an eye. Neither gave an inch. Deathstroke eventually managed to bat one of Will's knives across the room and roundhouse kicked him towards the window. Will was bleeding profusely at this point numerous slashes covered him and his lip was busted. He couldn't hold on much longer, when all of the sudden a batarang flew out and exploded near Deathstroke knocking the sword from his hand.
"End of the Line Deathstroke." Said a serious and gravelly voice.
I looked back out the window to see how high up we were then looked over at the Bat. He was already upon Deathstroke slamming his fists into him in a barrage of punches and kicks. Will had never seen anyone fight like that, so many styles all rolled into one and chained together masterfully.
Deathstroke got roundhouse kicked in his direction, so Will decided to do the only thing he could do.
He wrapped his arms around deathstrokes waist and jumped out the window. As they fell they struggled and punched at each other. Will took an elbow to the nose, but managed to rip off Deathstroke's mask.
All of the sudden they both hear a zipping sound flying through the air. Something wrapped around Will's foot keeping him from falling. Next thing he knew, he was hanging upside down around 30 feet in the air. Blood dripped from his face as he watched Deathstroke fall on top of a car.
"Ugh I'm spent, did way better than last time though. I actually managed to make him bleed this time." Next he saw the Bat descend from the top floor.
"Yo he actually looks super cool right now." Will thought as he grabbed the cable wrapped around his foot, and pulled out one of his throwing knives. Both of his promethium knives were still up on the 50th floor somewhere he thought as he began to cut and saw at the cable frantically.
He wasn't going to jail tonight, no sir. Eventually he managed to cut the damn thing loose. He twisted to his back and prepared to fall.
Bang! Glass and metal flew everywhere as he landed on the same car Deathstroke landed on.
Pain intense pain, he cried out in agony, as his eyes turned back to their normal brown color. He quickly blacked out.
Next thing he knew, he was waking up in handcuffs covered from head to toe in blood. Deathstroke's face was covered in blood from the fall, Both of his hands were in special cuffs designed for metas. Glaring at Will murderously.
Will spit out a mouthful of blood and screamed,
"FUCK YOU!" As he tried to shake himself free of the police officer.
Deathstroke did the same. He had four guys trying to hold him back, and a few cops came and slammed Will into the police car. Will tried kicking towards Deathstroke and Deathstroke tried kicking him but the tips of their feet just touched.
"I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU MY BITCH IN CAN OLD MAN, JUST LIKE I DID YOUR SEXY ASS DAUGHTER!"
"PLEASE ID LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY YOU FUCKING WEAKLING THE ONLY REASON WE ARE HERE IS BECAUSE OF THE BAT. IF NOT YOUD BE FUCKING DEAD! DEAD! NEXT TIME I WON'T WAIT FOR RAVAGER TO DEAL WITH YOUR STUPID AS! ILL KILL YOU MYSELF." Slade yelled
"RAGH!" They both yelled in unison
Will spit blood onto the police car then screamed,"MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU WILL THINK OF SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE CREATIVE THAN A BUMRUSH! YOU'RE LOSING YOUR TOUCH YOU OLD BITCH!"
Deathstroke screamed, "FUCK YOU, YOU FUCK, YOU FUCK!"
They both struggled against the police officers while a crowd of people from the gala surrounded them.
Reporters were flashing their cameras, while they sat there and screamed at each other.
Eventually they managed to throw slade into the back of an armored prison transport.
Then all of the sudden, Will heard a click and he looked around confused. Both of his hands were out of the cuffs
"Huh? What the hell." He looked around while the officers watched him warily.
"You're free to go Mr. uh?" The officer said
"William, just William." He said
"Oh uh okay. Do you guys think I could pick my stuff up at the station later?"
They both looked at each other and said,
"Prolly not."
"Damn." Will said
Then he began limping back towards the building, the crowd parted around him and lights flashed in his face. He held his hand up, because it was disorienting.
He had a major concussion. As he tried to reach the building he was stopped by several EMTs who brought out a stretcher. He tried to reach for the door, but exhaustion and blood loss overtook him and he slipped into unconsciousness.