Nightwings Flight

Brothers Bond

Ravager

18:00 NOV 4TH 2013 TERMINATOR BARRACKS

I walked down the long hallway, placing my helmet onto my head. 'Deathstroke realizes that he can just call him over the intercom,' I thought to myself angrily as I stopped outside of Renegades courters.

I pushed the metal door open to see a shirtless Renegade hanging from the ceiling, his pants hanging around his thighs as he pulled himself up to touch the ceiling with the palms of his hands. He turned his head around to face me, his blue eyes piercing angrily through my helmet even though he had a smile on his well chiseled face.

"Hello Ravager," he said, grabbing the ceiling with his hand and dropping down onto the floor. "Does Deathstroke have another mission for us?"

"Uhh, well, um, yes," I fumbled, trying to keep from looking at his muscular chest that was glistening with sweet. "We're receiving a shipment of weapons at the Gotham Docs, and Deathsroke wants us to make sure no one interferes with it."

"That's not gonna be easy," Renegade said, picking up a towel he'd left on his bed and whipping off his face, arms and chest. "Batman tends to keep a keen eye on the docks in case some criminal decides to bring in some kind of weapon of mass destruction."

"That's why I'll be punched on a building across the river," I said, looking around the room for anything to distract my attention. "That way I'll be able to take out any threats to the mission without them noticing me."

"You better wait for them to take me out first," Renegade said, glaring at me with those piercing baby blue eyes again. "Remember, Batman is still the man who raised me, and if you kill him you've lost one of your bargaining chips."

"I realize that," I growled, walking towards the smaller man, forgetting about his exposed chest. "But if you are unable to incapacitate him then I'll have to take the shot!"

"Fine," Renegade mumbled, walking over to the mahican that was wearing his suit, taking the top off and pulling it onto his body before taking off his own pants and replacing them with that of the snug fitting suits. He strapped on the utility belt, pulled the cowl over his face, and stepped into the custom made boots. "Let's get moving,"

Renegade

19:00 NOV 4TH 2013 GOTHAM CITY DOCKS

I laid on my stomach on the inside of a crane arm, waiting for the boat that contained Deathsrokes shipment. 'Why on earth would he send it to Gotham, Bludhaven would have been much easier,' I thought to myself before I realized it was because Batman was here that Deathstroke had chosen here. "That bastard!"

"What was that?" Ravager asked on the other end of the coms system.

"Nothing," I answered, grumbling under my breath since I forgot they'd made it impossible for me to talk without Ravager hearing everything.

"Well stay focused, the shipment should be coming in any moment," Ravager replied just as a boat began to head in towards the bay. "Get ready."

The ship docked, a small battalion of Ravagers beginning to move the crates off of it. Supervising it was a man dressed in thicker body armor, and a solid black steel mask with what looked like orange claw marks across the reflective glass of the eyes.

"looks like Batman didn't think anything of this shipments," I said as the last box was brought off of the ship.

"Fuck!" Ravager yelled, the spark of hope I'd just had completely extinguished. "Renegade, I've got Batman up here, so you're on your own for the rest of this!"