From Gotham to Cairo

Kum Ba Ya

"Todd, where did you get that matchbox?"

"I bought them when I bought the protein bars," Jason explained.

Damian nodded his head in acknowledgement.

"You should get some rest," Jason advised.

"Me?  Why do you say that?" Damian questioned.

"Well, the bags under your eyes suggest you haven't slept in a while.  You weren't too keen on eating the protein bar and you blink longer than you usually do," Jason informed.

"And there was me thinking that only Grayson knew how to read body language," Damian muttered.

"Is that a yes?" Jason asked keenly.

"Yes.  If it makes you feel that much better," Damian surrendered, laying down on his temporary bed.

Damian felt like he had barely tapped his head against the pavement before he was shaken awake.  Damian looked to who woke him up and saw the homeless man Jason paid off to warn them of any trouble.  After the two exchanged some words in Arabic, Damian found out that a couple were looking for three people that met Jason, Dick and Damian's description.

Damian turned and saw Jason asleep.  I note that I was not the only one sleep deprived.

"Todd, wake up!  Todd!"

"What do you want, Littlewing?"

"I believe the Assassins know our location.  We need to leave immediately.  Wake up, Grayson.  I'll get the extraction vehicles from the sewer," Damian said, bustling away.

"Wait!  I thought you said that you could make the Nightbird and Redbird follow your instructions via utility belt?"

"I can, but the signal will not go through to the sewer," Damian called.

Jason did as he was advised and shook his brother awake.  After explaining the situation, he and Dick stood and started collecting their valuables.

"So these two were the ones that took you out in Miami?" a patronizing female voice rang out.

"They were three, but yes," Cain admitted through gritted teeth.

"What the hell?" Dick asked, wheeling around to see one of his greatest nemesis and Ra's al Ghul's Personal Guard.

"Lady Shiva, Cain?!" Dick asked astonished at this double team.

"I assume you two have history..." Jason put out.

"Obviously you know Cain.  I was still Robin when I met Shiva.  She managed to subdue me and Batman.  The sole reason she left us alive was for the day I became my own man and could challenge her," Dick informed, glaring.

"Well, that was a nice little introduction.  Do you think the day has come where you can beat me, Young Robin?" Shiva smirked.

"Yes," Dick said confidently, doing a series of aerials so he was face-to-face with her.  "And the name's Nightwing," he said, initiating the fight with a strong kick to the ribs.

"Ooo!  Ooo!  My turn," Jason said excitedly, initiating his fight with Cain.

"What does Ra's want with us?" Dick asked, giving Shiva a dynamite punch to her jawline.

"You should know by now, Young Robin, that I've spent years training my body to not feel physical pain," she said, ignoring the question as she landed a few body blows on him.

Cain deflected most of Jason's punches, exception to one.

"Oof," he said, staggering back.

It appears that Cain favors Savate, French kickboxing.  So I should pay most attention to his footwork, Jason thought analyzing Cain's fighting style.