23:58 DEC 24TH 2013 TERMINATOR DINING HALL
I sat at near the end of of the long table, Joey sitting across from me wearing a black turtle neck like shirt with short plated chain sleeves, black gloves with steel gauntlets, a golden belt, long purple pants, steel boots that went up to steel kneecaps and purple soles, his messy blonde hair slightly covering his right eye. at the far the foot of the table was Ravager in full uniform, his helmet sitting next to him as he started at his father who was in a similar position.
"How do you like the ham Renegade?" Deathstroke asked, looking down the table at me with that one brown eye.
"It's okay," I answered awkwardly, glancing briefly up at the white haired man.
our forks and knives clinked together on the ceramic plates for another awkward minute when the lights went out.
"Took them long enough," I grinned, standing up so that my chair flew back onto the concrete wall and swinging at where Deathstrokes head had been a few seconds ago only to be met with a thick gloved hand.
"Bad move kid," Deathstroke said, ramming his fist into my stomach so hard that I lifted off of the ground. I fell to my knees, Deathstokes hitting my face a few seconds later. "I took you into my house!" He yelled, picking me up off the ground. "I treated you like my own child!" Deathstroke shouted as his fist shattered my ribs. "And you dare betray me?!"
I prepared myself for the next blow when I felt myself fall heavily to the ground. I pulled my mask onto my face and saw a tall dark figure holding Deathstroke up against the wall.
"Long time no see old friend," Deathstroke said, looking down at the figure when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Robin, it's time to go," Batgirls familiar voice said into my left ear. "The Titans are distracting the Terminators while we work on the main escape."
"We need to get Joey," I said, standing up and looking around the room. Ravager was standing with his sword drawn, Joey standing next to him and holding his arm. "Ravager..."
"Do it..."
I drew my right escrima and threw it at Ravagers face, while drawing the my other one and charging at my new friend. He quickly blocked my first throw, and narrowly blocked my second, but Batgirl caught the escrima I'd thrown ramming it into Ravagers side, ramping up the volts to max so that he fell to the ground.
"Joey, We've gotta go," I said, reaching out my hand to the young boy. He looked at my hand for a while, then down at his brother, and was about to kneel down to hug his brother before I shocked him slightly so that he passed out. I caught him as he began falling, and lifted him onto my back. "I'm sorry kiddo, but I've got a promise to keep."
"Ready short shorts?" Batgirl asked, looking up at me.
"Ready book worm," I laughed back, placing my hand on control panel, the door opening to a chaotic battle between the Terminators and the Titans.
"Friend Robin, It is so good to see you again!" Starfire said cheerfully as she slammed a heavily armored man into a metal wall.
"Yo dude, Merry Christmas!" Cyborg said blasting his sonic Canon down the hallway.
"Hey man, you owe me dinner after that beating you gave me!" Beastboy said in between shifting from a gorilla to a goat.
"Robin," Raven said, coating a few men in darkness and throwing them into a wall.
"What's up Dickie Bird," Jason said, dislocating one of the Terminators shoulders and smirking at me.
"Robin, we're running support from further on," Super Boys voice rang inside my head.
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Nightwings Flight
Hayran KurguDick Grayson is 15 years old and going through major changes in his already messed up life. He's starting a plan with Kaldur and going off on his own to fight crime as his own hero. Will he stay alone long though?