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Nightwing X Reader Part 2

Hello fellow fangirls/fanboys! Welcome back to part two, I hope I didn't leave you on too much of a cliffhanger. Anyway, let's get onto it right away!

Enjoy!

Key: Y/N= Your Name Y/W= Your Weapon

Previous chapter:

"Finally, a worthy challenger!"

Present chapter, Your POV:

As he says these words he slowly stalks towards me with that wicked grin still adorned on his face. I too, stalk forwards and keep a sharp eye on his movements.

I know he's trying to lure me in and that's exactly what I'm trying to avoid.

Then he feints a punch and ends up landing a kick to my abdomen, which sends me flying roughly into the ground. Before I can stand up again, a large hand wraps around my neck and lifts me up.

My eyes widen as I'm held in midair while looking straight into the evil eyes of the guy. Showing off his yellow teeth, he pulls his fist back and it connects harshly with my abdomen and I let out a pained yelp.

"Aw, where's the fight in you that I saw not too long ago?" He chuckled.

Suddenly I notice a few men being picked off stealthily around the edges of the encirclement that is shielding us. Good, Nightwing is making his move, I better keep up the act.

"Psh, it's not like that hit was big enough to make me lose it, would you like to try again?" I grin mischievously.

His grin drops and turns into a deadly sneer. Throwing several punches at my face, that all connect and I can feel my face beginning to bruise along with a split lip. After a couple more punches, I grab his oncoming fist with my hand and push it back with all my strength which causes it to make a sickening crack.

Howling in agony, he immediately lets go of me and holds his hand in pain as I crouch defensively on the ground with a satisfied smirk. He growls ferociously at me before some men behind him start panicking and jumping into action.

Noticing the guards beginning to go into attack mode, he turns and witnesses the unconscious guards scattered throughout the warehouse that weren't there before.

"The brat brought backup!" He yelled.

All the men sprung into action and gathered weapons from the crates while searching wildly for Nightwing. Suddenly, Nightwing leapt out from behind a crate and began attacking the remainder of the guards. Not so stealthy anymore.

The big guy grunted and turned back towards me.

"You take care of him, I'll take care of this one" He barked another command.

Well, let's just hope Nightwing can handle things solo for a little while longer.

Looks like it's just me and the big fellow backed up on one side of the warehouse while the others have ganged up on Nightwing on the other. Dashing towards me, I flip over him again and knock him in the back of the knees which causes them to buckle and make him fall to the ground. Taking this opportunity, I jump onto his back and get him in a choker hold.

Although he gets his hand on my head again and pulls me off his shoulders and roughly into the ground, a loud crack coming from my spine as it connects with the concrete.

I let out a small scream as he stands up and kicks me continuously in the stomach. Still stunned from the previous landing, I have to lie there and endure multiple kicks to my chest and abdomen. This causes me to wheeze as a metallic substance fills my mouth.

My vision begins to blur as I can no longer feel anything from the constant kicking. All I notice is a blue and black dot fighting off several other dots tirelessly.

Then not to far away from the dots, a dot that was before unmoving began to move and pick up his gun while standing up slowly and aiming at the oblivious black and blue dot.

My eyes widen with horror and fear as an adrenaline rush kicks in and my vision is restored, along with my strength and a wave of determination. I fling my legs around harshly and knock down the big guy while launching to my feet and breaking into a sprint.

Calculating my choices in my head I come up with only one solution. Throwing my Y/W or a gadget wouldn't deflect in time and the chances of missing from this distance are high, so I use the only suitable option.

I dive onto Nightwing and everything goes in slow motion as I give him a warm smile.

A loud bang resonates throughout the warehouse and the sound of a bullet cutting through flesh is heard soon after. Along with the sound of two bodies rolling across the floor and stopping abruptly.

The only other thing heard that night was the desperate cries of a heartbroken hero, and the last breath exhaled from another.

Until the faint beating of a heart breaks through the silence, and a hero is reborn.

I'm truly sorry to have ended it this way! Also...IM SORRY IF I BROKE ALL YOUR FEELS. It hurt me to much to just kill off the character, so I left it like this. I know a little cliché but who cares😗

So long fellow fangirls/fanboys! Until next time!

XXX