Death stops for no one even those who defy it.

Broadway Here I Come

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Dick was tired. At his core he felt extreme numbness. His head felt like it was full of cotton and his body felt like lead, but it was almost comforting to feel the rushing air around him as he plummeted. Felt almost like a new acrobatic trick. Something he could laugh at in joy and catch himself as he speed towards the ground, flying one last time.

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I'm falling, baby

Through the sky, through the sky

I'm fallin', baby, through the sky

It's my calling

Baby, don't you cry, don't you cry

I'm fallin' down through the sky

And I refuse to go numb

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Too bad he wouldn't be able to catch himself this time. Like usual there is no net. Unlike usual he didn't initiate the fall. He didn't have something to catch him. He was alone in the air, hundreds of feet from the ground. How did he get thrown out of a plane?

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Oh, Broadway, here I come

Broadway, here I come

Broadway, here I come

Broadway, Broadway, here I come

Here I come!

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Slade Wilson threw him out of it. Right. He was now roughly 200 hundred feet above the air and falling fast. He heard Damian scream something. Jason should be the oldest now right? He hopes he takes good care of Tim and Dami. The girls could take care of themselves. Duke should probably take care of Jason because Jason can be dumb sometimes and Duke didn't piss off Jason and was semi-responsible. If younger than Jason by a long shot. Tim, Steph, and Cass could take care of each other.

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And the last thing I hear

As the impact grows near

Is it a scream or a cheer?

Well, never mind, I'll never find out

'Cause Broadway, I am here

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150 feet. The last Flying Grayson. Dying from falling. It was oddly poetic. 100 feet The asphalt is so near. He turned on his coms, hoping they could hear- 50 feet.

"Hey uh, guys? I may have gotten myself in something and I just want you to know that I love yo-"

SNAP!