Inheritance

[0nightwing0]

Who:  Dick, Joker, Tim, Roy, Bones, and Matt Murdock ..Possibly Stephanie Brown
Where: Training room and moving to the Medical Bay
When:  afternoon
Summary: Dick's going to take up the Mantle left behind by his mentor..whether he likes it or not.
Warnings: Blood, Gore, Violence...its Joker, you know its going to be graphic

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[entro_pist]

It had been far too long since he'd paid Nightwing a friendly visit and so when the Joker had seen the undercover vigilante disappear into the complex's training center, he figured today was the time to play catch up. He did not follow immediately but had chosen instead to wait until Grayson fell into whatever routine he'd come to do and until he was sure the vicinity was empty.

Grayson's dog growled at him as the Joker approached, alerted by his forward presence and the long, wooden bow he held propped over his shoulder. This was a training center after all so it wasn't difficult to find something to use as a weapon upon entering the place. The dog had assumed a defensive stance with its hackles raised on end and teeth bared. There was good chance it would attack but the Joker was willing to risk it to say hello and spend some quality time with an old chum.

And what better way to say "Hello, good to see ya!" than to express it aggressively. Muffled footsteps hastened across the mat floor as Dick appeared to realize he wasn't

[entro_pist]

Pulling the arrow free from his shoulder was more involved than he'd thought. He couldn't just give it a hard tug; he'd have to work it out little by little when the muscles weren't spasming so much. It would have to wait until later. For now he tightened his fingers around the arrow shaft and began to bend it.

He'd just finished snapping it off when he heard a thunk on the other side of the target. Without being able to see the arrow or its explosive attachment, it was momentarily puzzling why the archer would waste an arrow on a drone. His mind rapidly zeroed in on the only viable conclusion and, grabbing his pistol, the Joker bolted from his cover just before the charge detonated with a thunderous clap that blew off the drone's upper half

[niiroya]

Roy knew he had to get Dick to Bones as quickly as possible but with a gun toteing mad man still loose he couldn't risk a stray bullet hitting his friend and adding to his list of injuries. Knowing that Bruce wasn't going to let Joker get close to his master anytime soon, Red Arrow thought it as time to met with this guy face-to-face.

"This the best ya got?!" he yelled firing off another few arrows as the clown moved from drone to drone. "Gotta say I'm kinda flattered that you're too scared to get any closer!"

[lilbrownrobin]

It was hard to ignore the commotion coming from the training facility, so much for a relaxing recovery free from danger and action. Robin had donned her mask for a little training, hoping to catch Tim around or maybe that bastard, Jonathan Crane, but instead approached the entrance while the sound of gunshots and explosives filled the air

[niiroya]

"Okay, since when was there a female Robin?" Roy yelled, knowing that it wasn't really the time.

He now had to take Robin's safety into consideration as he thought about how to deal with Joker, another possible casulty was not something he wanted to deal with right now, not with Dick the way he was.

"Get Nightwing and Bruce out of here, they both need medical attention. You think you can handle that Girl Wonder?" That nickname didn't really sit well with him.

[little_wing003]

"It was a while ago, Red Arrow," Tim said, coming into the training arena. His staff was already out and at the ready, and he was reaching toward his belt for batarangs. There was... a lot of blood, but he couldn't think about that. Dick would be okay. Bones could handle this.

He had to, because Tim wasn't ready to accept the alternative.

[niiroya]

Seeing Tim sporting the yellow 'R' brought back memories, if he was half a foot shorter it would be Dick and him preparing to fight as the resembelance was uncanny.

"Guess I missed that memo. So you ready to do this, Robin?" Roy asked thankful to fianlly have some back up.

[entro_pist]

So, outnumbered was he? One of the newly arrived voices belonged to Stephanie Brown, but the other, though he recognized it, he couldn't place just yet. The Joker tucked the barrel of his Glock into the top of his pants, no longer in need of it. To make this situation work to his advantage, he needed something a bit more explosive, and he had just the thing

[lilbrownrobin]

"Since when is there a Red Arrow?" She retorted. She knew the Green Arrow, had met him before, and this was not him. There was a bit of a trust issue, you never know if it's an evil twin in a different colour costume, but he was dishing out orders and Nightwing, now that she got a good look at him, was in a really tight spot

[0nightwing0]

Dick kept his mouth shut, he was going slightly confused from the bloodloss. His hand was pressed firmly to the cut to his neck that had been left after joker pulled away to fast,to stop the bleeding that had started. He gritted his teeth but Bruce refused to move from his chest. He knew in his primitive mind that the danger had not passed.

" Just go.." he growled trying to force the dog off his chest but giving into the dizzy spell that followed he layed back down.

[niiroya]

"Can we save the introduction for later? We've got a crazed man mad toting an explosive, our leader is down and everything has got slightly more complicated with two Robin's showing up." Roy took a deep breath before he continued.

"Wing-nut, just keep doing what you're doing. Bat-boy, hopefully you know how to handle this guy and Robin get to Nightwing and Bruce."

Having spent more time as a hero than the sidekicks probably had added together, Roy really didn't want to be argued with as he tried to think of a way to disarm Joker without getting the six of them blown to pieces.

[entro_pist]

"Crazed and mad? Do I look mad to you? Hmm?" The Joker's attention had shifted back to Roy. His tongue sought into the corners of his mouth for the edges of his scars as he turned his head from side to side, deliberately showing off his Chelsea grin. The white paint on his face was just a ghost of its former color but the red pigment decorating his mutilated flesh was still rather prominent. "Now, I don't know about you, Cupid, but usually when people are mad, they aren't smiling quite so much

[niiroya]

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

Roy drew an arrow from the red quiver on his back as aimed it at the painted up man before any of the Robins could say anything, but he knows better than to let it fly even if it would hit it's mark.

"If you don't want that thing blowing up in your face, Chuckles I'd get out of here now. Us Arrows don't miss."

[lilbrownrobin]

Steph stared frantically from the grenade-wielding Joker to the arrow-wielding Roy before letting her gaze settle on the severely injured Nightwing. Any looks she had for Tim would have to wait until his 'brother' was taken care of.

She got into a readied stance with intent to sprint and slide to Nightwing as soon as the Joker was away from him and get him to safety. Dick had taught her, not long ago, that it wasn't always imperative to catch the villain and lock him up. Lives were more important.

[0nightwing0]

" Robin..don't..not yet" Dick ordered, his lips stained red as blood leaked from his sinuses into his mouth. The punch had ruptured his cheekbone and the knife had cut down to bone and all the way through cheek tissue, only half way down the cheek thankfully. The bleeding wasn't fatal but it wasn't somthing that could be left for a long time without things getting progressively more complicated. The wound on his neck however that he was grasping was bleeding faster than he expected and he gripped his throat with one hand to put pressure on it.

Bruce Remained on his Master's chest, determined not to get off until the threat passed. He was a loyal beast, and he had proven to be one that day.

[little_wing003]

Tim was poised, too, ready to go help Nightwing as soon as the Joker was clear. "She's just trying to help, Nightwing," he said, watching him and the Joker closely. Dick looked... bad. Really bad.

And there was nothing he could do until they got the damned grenade out of the picture.