Lost Grayson (young justice fanfic)

chapter 3: Old wounds

Maggie looked at me with a annoyed look; I rolled my eyes and leaned at the side of the stairs, staring at the statue of Jesus. I lit another cigarette until Maggie tried snatching it out of my mouth.

"Oh, give me a break Maggie. It's not like God is gonna smite me or something ."I joked. 

"Blue, you know I don't allow smoking in the house of God." She lectured, I threw the cigarette out the window and sat on the staircase. "So, why are you here ?"She asked, I shrugged and stayed silent.

"You know damn, well why I came here." I reminded. She held her roserary out to me ."To,confess your sins ?" I laughed.

"I never regret what I do out there on the streets."

 I walked outside, walking towards the small cemetery as I walked across the other graves, grabbing one flower by each grave until I had a small bouque in my hands. Then I stopped at two small graves; I sat down and spilt the flowers into two and place them on both graves, these weren't my parents grave. If that's what you were thinking these graves belonged to my foster siblings; they were twins a boy and girl named Zane and Lily. This is one mistake that I'am responsible for. Small tears escaped my eyes, but I wiped them away quickly before Maggie could see me.  I walked back to Maggie; handing her half of my money from my last job.

"What's this- -"She started before I shook my head.

"Maggie, just accept it. The kids here need it in order for them to find better homes." I acknowledge, shoving the envelope in her hands and hopped over the fence. Maggie kept calling my name, but I just kept on running until I got to the subway to catch the train home. I used my private elevator to go back into my apartment; After changing and washing the scent of C4 off me I took out all of my set of weapons from knives to guns to clean half of my knives had dried blood caked on it so left the set of knives in a bowl of water. I grabbed a white cloth and began wiping down my M9,.44 Magnum,G18 and my desert eagle my cloth was dirty by the time I was done my alarm showed that it was 3:34 I sighed deeply knowing that I was knowing exhausting myself if I stay up I sat my knives and guns out to dry on my coffee table and went back to bed.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Gotham Batman, Nightwing and Hellhound were investigating the assassination attempt on Lex Luthor.

Hellhound held the bullet within her hands with Luthor's blood freshly stained upon it as she stand; whatever's left on the crane where the assassin pulled the trigger. Batman's voice spoke through the small communicater within her ear.

"Hellhound, I found something."

"On my way down." She answered, letting herself fall backwards over twenty feet down to where Batman and James Gordon watched as she fell; she landed softly on the heels of her over knee boots.

"Commissioner Gordon, evening." She greeted. Gordon nodded and led them into the alley where they have a witness; a homeless man named Bobby. Bobby smiled by the sight of Hellhound eye's. 

"Those are pretty rubies you have on ya, pretty lady..."

She smiled underneath the red frabic of her scarf; the officers around them gawked at the hero's costume. Her red sleeveless bustier top, revealed small develope abs and tattoos on unusual spots for a woman; a red sun tatttoo around her bellybutton following with a crest-like-symbol on above her left breast. But what really caught their eyes was a long busie black tail behind her dark pocket pants

"With a tail." He commented.

"Get to the point." Batman growled , Bobby frowns and hands the jacket to Hellhound.

"Some pretty chick came flying down from the building; sweet girl gave me her jacket."

While Batman continued interrogating Bobby; Hellhound pulled down her mask and pressed her nose against the scent of the jacket; the scent of C4 and blue bells mixed with rain. Such a lovely scent for an assassin.

"Got a trail?" Nightwing wondered as he hopped off his motorcycle arriving at the scene. Hellhound smiled and lifted up her mask.

"She's smart enough to wear gloves from the bullet but she can't hide her scent from who's part wolf."

"Oh that explains the tail." Gordon noted as he approach them.

"I found a scent." She announced, holding the jacket within her hands. 'I'll lead the way."

"Commissioner Gordon, I bid you goodnight." She smiled with a small bow.

"Well catch up soon." Nightwing and Batman noted, she smirked and stared up at the night sky of Gotham as the wind circled around her, blowing her hair upwards and she let the wind take her up above the city.

Gordon whistled as he and his officers watch her fly away. "She can fly too, huh," He commented and turned to Batman. "That's a unique woman you have there."

"One hell of a woman." Batman added.

Up above Gotham city, Hellhound sat beside a Gargoyle at the edge of a tall building; watching the city view of Gotham. Her legs dangled back and forth till a pair of strong arms wrapped around her, pulled her close to his chest. She smield brightly and ran her nails against his arms as he pressed his lips against her neck.  

"I love that red dress, you wore ."He teased, she smirked pulled off her scarf through her long raven  hair as her hair fell at her waist, the marking on her face disappeared like the breeze of the wind. Then turned back to Nightwing, giving him a light kiss on the cheek.

"Later." She whispered, seductively; her red eyes glowed with lust. He smiled as he pulled out a part of her costume from his hiding place.

"You left this at my place last night." He stated with a smirk imprinted on his face. 

Batman looked annoyed as he pulled them away from each other.

"Enough,we have a job to do."He reminded Hellhound laughed and sniffed the air.

"Northwest from here; that's were I'm tracking her scent." She said, placing her scarf and jacket on.

"Let's head out." Batman ordered as the Bat hovered over them; Hellhound shook her head sideways.

"I'm a bit faster than your machine, Batman." She chuckled and dove off the building.