Dick had been trained to kill and experimented on for those 4 years to be the perfect Talon. He had managed to climb the ranks and was what Thomas had called him a second in command. To which he was disappointed in get but it had gave him some advantages. Such as being able to go out in Gotham city's streets whenever he wanted.
So he had spent most of his time that he wasn't killing those that the Court had ordered him to at Gotham. It was the place he was raised in after all and where he started to become a hero and where the man that had ruined everything for him lives.
Dick had teased and stalked Bruce for quite some time now leaving cruel messages in blood along with a dead bat or even a robin. The reaction on the new Robin's face was amusing to him as they would look sick and pale at the sight of dead animals. It had almost made him laugh as it seemed that Tim Drake had a weak stomach for blood and cropses. 'Oh my, you sure have chosen a rather pathetic one haven't you Bruce~' He thought as he played with his blade starting down at the herd of Brids that flew in the sky.
Dick smirked at them as he wanted to so desperately to pluck those wings off like he will soon do to Bruce and the 3rd Robin. 'I hope to see you in hell Bruce~' He thought as he begant to giggle having disturbing and disgusting thoughts that would make anyone sick.
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Talon and His Robin
FanfictionDear little Robin you won't fly away the Talon is after its only prey. Hear my words little Robin that I shall slay, I'll pluck those feathers of yours until the day you lay. Oh little Robin what must I say, I hear your please but today aren't your...
