Characters: (OU)Nightwing, Open to friends of the Bat-family and the family itself.
Where: Cemetery
When: Night of the third stage of the mod plot
Summary: Being the leader he usually denies he is Nightwing is gathering the troops to prepare for what is to come be it battle or a semblance of peace.
Warnings: er reuniting,bat-angst,and maybe fluff.
An autumn chill cut through the night air over the cemetery, sending a flurry of leaves spiraling into the air to dance around the graves and gnarled oaks like impish poltergeists. Such leaves caught on a figure shrouded in the shadows as if to mark him as an outsider, unlike the dead lay rotting in the hard soil below. Dick Grayson, Nightwing, stepped forward into the light of the full moon the look in his eyes far from the normal lighthearted glare that usually resided there. He could sense them now..soon they would be reunited and the plans could be made. Without the cuffs they could fight harder, not out of sadist pleasure but out of necessity to protect the innocent naive residesnts that got mistakenly dragged into the hell hole they were all in now.