From Gotham to Cairo

Escape From LexCorp

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

"What was that?"

"That was the sound of three fluoroquinolones capsules being bitten down upon," Damian smirked.

"In case you don't know what fluoroquinolones is, it is a antibiotic used for curing, shock and awe, Anthrax," Dick continued.

"Before our flight to Cairo, when Damian suggested we carry fluoroquinolones capsules in case we are captured and poisoned, I was really hesitant about it, but what do you know, it actually paid off," Jason said smugly.

"You li-"

"I note that you removed Damian and Dick's lockpick sets, but were you so ignorant to believe that I wouldn't carry one?" Jason asked, freeing himself from the chains and tossing his lockpick set at Damian.

"Cain, Shiva, eliminate them.  I will tell Father about this...disburse," Talia instructed, leaving the room.

"Shiva, maneuver sixteen," Cain ordered.

"You're bossing me?  Don't let that new promotion get to your head, Cain," Shiva responded, taking out a shuriken.

Damian started to pick furiously at his lock.

"Promotion?  Do tell," Jason said, trying to distract the Assassins from Damian.

"Cain has been promoted to Ra's al Ghul's Personal Guard," Shiva informed, throwing the shuriken at Jason head.  "For being a loyal Assassin, as if I haven't," she added irritably.

"Well, that can't be fun.  Taking orders from, who you consider, a lesser mercenary," Jason remarked, dodging her shuriken.

Right after Jason's words, Damian managed to free himself.

"Shiva, take the little one," Cain ordered, inserting a Garter Snake venom round into his dart gun.

Damian tried to nail a Crescent kick, but she caught his foot and twisted it into a painful fashion.  On Jason's end, he managed to kick the dart gun out of Cain's grasp and their fight continued with the various martial arts each knew.

C'mon, Grayson.  The lockpick isn't that far away, Dick thought, trying to reach Jason's lockpick set.  He tried inching down to where the lockpick set was at, but found he couldn't get any lower without the chain hoisting him to get lower.

"You guys think you can lend me a hand?" Dick asked, still trying to liberate himself.

"Little busy, Grayson," Damian called, in between dodges with Shiva.

"One second," Jason called, giving Cain a swift kick to his ribs.

Jason pinned Cain to the ground and began to punch him, square in the face.  After a few blows Cain was pacified.  Jason searched Cain's pockets and found keys for each of their own locks.  Jason scrambled to where Dick was and tried each key against the padlock.

"Prison made you weak, Cain.  Damian, quickly take out Shiva.  We don't have that much time before reinforcements arrive," Jason said, fitting the right key and unlocking Dick from his chains.

"It isn't going to be that simple.  Only five people have managed such a feat," Shiva interjected, slamming Damian into a nearby wall.

Jason dove for Cain's dart gun.

"Cain, Shiva, reinforcements coming in approximately forty seconds," reported Cain's walkie-talkie.

Dick jumped into the fight and tried to defend his little brother who was being pushed against the wall.  Shiva backed up slightly, blocking both, Dick and Damian's combined blows.  Jason took aim.  Once he caught Shiva in his scope, he fired and caught her in her midsection.