My name is Dick Grayson and in another universe I would have been the first boy wonder, but this isn't that universe.
This is the story of Dick Grayson a fearless hero who disappeared mysteriously before being found in a cryogenic chamber by none...
It's been weeks since the joker murders took place and whoever this guy is he isn't stopping anytime soon especially not tonight it seems.
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As rain poured down onto the New York streets police swarmed the streets as the cordoned off Times Square where a body dressed like the nightwing lays dead with a Joker playing card lying on his chest.
I know it's not Nightwing himself, because I'm Nightwing.
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A man died tonight just so Joker could get to me and it worked. I won't stop until I catch the bastard.
As thunder started to strike down from the skies the light from the storm showed our hero standing in the edge of a roof looking down at the body and as he grips his fist in anger Detective Montoya could be seen walking towards Nightwing.
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"Hey." Renee said as she looked down and saw where the hero was staring.
"This isn't your fault." Renee stated as she placed her hand on the hero's shoulder.
"No, but it's my responsibility." I stated as I took out my grappling gun and zipped away leaving the detective to sigh before she pulled out a card with an Eagle symbol on it given to her by a Red-headed Agent.
After zipping away I returned to the nest where I quickly got to work trying to figure out where this Joker could be when suddenly I raised a hidden gun and pointed at Natasha who walked into the bunker with her hands held up in surrender.
