The Hellhound's Quest of Justice

Chapter 6: Lovers & Friendship of the Past

Dick groans out loud removing his suit jacket and sighed with relief as the last of the summer wind drifted over him. Luckily, September wasn't as cold as other cities Dick has traveled to when the summer heat can be overwhelming, but Gotham is home and can be perfect at times.

"Hey, Dick!" Kim called out to him.

Dick turns and looks up to see Kim approaching him with Bruce's credit card in hand. He tsk but agreed to have lunch with Kim. Dick knew the area well as one of the locations Bruce took him took as a kid for media purposes.

He remembered the area as a place for artists of all kind to perform and explore. Dick always found it to feel like home to have many different cultures in one place. He found what he'd been craving for and that is Stark's Hot Dog truck. A short line before the official lunch hour started. Dick was glad there's at least a brighter side to Gotham outside from the suit.

"It's been some day, huh, Dick?" Kim commented as she and Dick gathered their order of hot dogs and a salad to go.

"Heh, you could say that," Dick scoffed holding his jacket underneath his arm.

The two sat underneath the shade of an outside table and ate in silence not being bothered by each other's company. Tourist, locals, shop owners, and pets on leashes gathered round in one place seeing a street performer dance. A girl with sky blue hair balanced her weight on her hands on top of another table like the one Dick and Kim sat in a while having their lunch. Dick and Kim watched from afar as the girl's feet dangled in the air. The blue haired performer flipped forward to another table and twirled up high in the air onto a pathway of tables. The crowd cheered, applaud, and dropped money into an open guitar case where a live band was playing.

"Just like Blue," Dick whispered under his breath watching as the girl began to run then lunged into a backhand spring and continued down another path of an endless cycle.

She made it toward where the band played and went into a full split before the band that Dick presumed she traveled with on her tours. He smiled as the girl bounced up and down then took a bow reminding him of his little sister from the circus.

"Thanks, folks and cheer for our new friend who happens to play the guitar for us with no charge!" The blue haired teen announced waving her hand at the guitarist who was wearing a dark hat in this heat.

The guitarist rose from the bench, and Dick saw the talented figure was a woman. She continued to play a heavenly beat no city folk has heard before. It ended sweetly as it began; the crowd filled the guitar case full as the guitarist took the girl's hand and lifted it to the air.

"Bravo!" Ms. Knight praised the young performer tipping her hat. "The pleasure was mine, Luv. Good luck in your travels."

Dick's heart lurched at his throat as Ms. Knight looked entirely different from her original attire he saw her in not an hour before. Ms. Knight handed the guitar, and a twenty to the blue haired girl then said their farewells.

"Wow, looks like we have a rebel," Kim noted catching sight of her and smirked. "Walker did say she's flexible."

Dick saw that others watched Ms. Knight with their jaws to the ground. He rose as Kim did throwing the last of their trash. Dick's eyes never strayed from Ms. Knight's movements barely hearing what Kim was saying to him.

"That mean old man is like a wolf on the prowl, can't believe they're related." Kim shuddered running her hands up and down her arms.

"Just saw an old man looking out for his grandkid," Dick reassured and began to walk away as Ms. Knight strayed from his sight until Kim snatched his sleeve.