He's Back! But as our Den Mother?

Chapter 5: First Patrol

~Nightwing POV~

It was finally time! Time for patrol. I rummaged through a box till I found a duffle bag cramped in the bottom. I grabbed the handles and pulled the bag out. Opening that bag, I found my uniform. I quickly dressed myself, not wanting to waste any time. Rummaging through the bag again, I gathered the equipment that I would most likely need. Once I had all my gear I headed to the window, and opened it. After making sure the coast was clear, I jumped out.

The cold wind stung my skin as I flew through the city's streets, but it wasn't painful. It felt like a sting of freedom, of a place to clear my head. Soaring through the air, flying, was my safe place. It's been my safe place since I was a child. It kept all my happy memories alive.

The streets of Bludhaven were very similar to Gotham, full of crime. Perfect for a vigilante starting on their own. I haven't even been patrolling for an hour and I've already stopped 8 muggers. What is it with people and mugging, like come on man, you're just making life harder for everyone.

It was about 2am when I reached the docks to scope them out. It was cold and damp, not really surprising. I landed on top of a tower of shipping containers. Nothing suspicious yet.

*BANG*

Of course I spoke too soon. The sound of gunshots echoed through the harbor. I began to creep closer to investigate. I pulled my grappling hook from my tool belt and swung myself over to the Eastern side of the docks.

Once I got closer I was able to make out 18 people. All armed. Perfect. This is exactly what I was looking for to make my debut.

"What the fuck was the shooting for you peice of shit, tell your men to stand down or the trade is over." A masked man yelled from one side of the group.

"We are in Bludhaven, not Gotham. We have a different hierarchy here." A large man said, stepping forward. "Learn some manners. I let you trade in my territory so you could avoid the bat and this is who you repay me."

"Bludhaven or not, I am in charge of this trade. Bludhaven has no puny heroes guarding it, a perfect place for us." The masked man said getting in the large man's face. I believe it's my time to shine. I let out one of my traditional cackles alerting the enemy they are not alone.

"We aren't alone." The large man said, looking around, sending a hand signal to his crew to begin searching the docks.

"Great observation." I said flipping off the storage crates making myself known. "Now, are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?" The tall man step forward clearly pissed.

Nightwing? What the hell are you doing here, Bludhaven has no heroes!" He said getting closer to me.

"Needed a change in scenery, sorry blockbuster but this is where your freedom with crime ends. You're going back to Belle Reve, same with your little friend here." I said pulling my Escrima Sticks out into a fighting position.

"You damn bastard!" Blockbuster yelled charging at me. I flipped over his fist dodging his attack. His henchman began firing upon me. What I never understood is why crime lords don't actually get skilled henchmen, like how hard is it to shoot a gun? I flipped around dodging bullets and taking out thugs, my favorite things. After about 5 minutes it was just me and Block Buster left.

"Where did your little friend go, Blocky?" knowing well his "trade partner" left the scene 3 minutes ago, I really need to pick up my game, with most of the trade goods. BlockBuster screamed in rage and charged again, this time landing the hit into my ribs. I'm going to feel that tomorrow. I stumbled back trying to catch my breath, looking up just in time to dodge the next attack. I quickly got to my feet and got on the offensive. I was nailing attack after attack, dodging his attacks. I shot my grappler into a beam and then around BlockBuster leaving him hanging above the ground. (Yes I know I suck at writing combat, I'm working on it).

"That was fun Blocky, let's go for round 2, wait...you're going back to Belle Reve." I said cocky at him. "You wanna tell me who your trade partner is and what you're trading?" I walked closer to him.

"I'm not telling you hero scum anything." He growled at me. I began to interrogate him, but was cut off by police sirens drawing near.

"Saved by the bell, Blocky." I said jumping back to the top of the storage crates and disappearing into the shadows.

The rest of the night flew by, I stopped about 15 more criminals before 3am. After thug 18, I called him Robbie, I decided to call it a night. I swung my way back to my apartment for the night. Once I got back I slid into the window and took my uniform off and placed it back in its hiding spot. I grabbed some leftovers from dinner and headed into the bathroom.

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Morning came by fast. I woke up around 8am and got up to make breakfast. I sleepily made my way out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. I turned the TV onto the news station to see what's new.

"Breaking News!" The news lady yelled. "We have just received reports of a masked hero parading around Bludhaven. Police have reported 18 criminals have been captured last night, including BlockBuster! Who is this masked hero, and is he here to stay?" I looked at the TV with my infamous grin and poured a bowl of lucky charms.

"I'd say your surprise hero is going to fit in fine." I said out loud to myself.

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Thank you for reading. I know this part probably sucks, I just needed to write something to get inspired again. There is 2 more parts after this before the fun stuff happens so please stay with me.