Home Invasion #3- Revelations
*In the end it takes six men to get Brown into the van. He throws a few smoke pellets in an attempt to escape, but their masks ensure its not the problem he had hoped it would be. He's still screaming as he's fastened in*
Artie- You know what my friends will do to get me back! You're all dead, you hear? Dead! How's that for a fucking clue!
Gordon- Honestly, he took that better than I expected.
Batman- He was stalling. Waiting for the Society to extract him.
Gordon- So you really think he didn't have a clue who did it?
Batman- No. He told me it was Joker.
Gordon- The Iceberg shooting? Yeah, he was always a damn good sniper... Heh. For all his posturing, Brown's safer with the feds. Word got out he was spying on Sionis, the Arkham gangs would rip him apart. Maybe that "Aaron Black" persona will find some use yet.
*Jim spits his gum into its wrapper, and sighs*
Gordon- So, Needham?
Batman- From what I've gathered, yes. They have him. Part of me thinks I should let them fight it out among themselves.
Gordon- No. No, I don't believe that for a second. That's never been you. I know you'll be back in there tomorrow to rescue Needham from whatever torture they've got lined up for him.
Batman- Hnh. Sorry Jim- Duty calls.
Jim- Of course.
Batman- I'm here Oracle, what do you have?
...
*Damn it*
====Van Cleer Manor====
Talon- Kill the old man first.
Gaige- You pigeons seem awfully sure of yourselves.
Talon- We've had practice. Centuries of it.
*Gaige lets out a small laugh, which transforms into a scream as he approaches his attackers. He impales one on a harpoon- It simply walks through it. He yells a slew of incorehent curses at them- curse words in his native tongue. And then, one, dressed in a coat dating back from the eighteenth century stops, and draws his sword. With a gesture the other Talons lower their weapons. It takes note of the tattoos across the Shark's body, and of the ripped red bandana across his eyes, and it growls*
Talon- You speak the language of the seas?
*The other assassins step aside, one handing Gaige a new cutlass*
Talon- Pirate.
*Gaige examines his new weapon, smiling a sharp toothed grin*
Gaige- I prefer the term buccaneer. I come from clan Gaige. I fought in Nanda Parbat. I stole from Peña Duro, and I served the Knyavezs in Russia. And, you are?
Talon- I hail from the US Navy. Captain George Smith. Your "clan" destroyed my fleet at the Battle of Tortuga.
Gaige- I'm afraid, that doesn't ring a bell. "Matey."
*What follows is a duel unlike any other. They both were born on the seven seas, they know it's customs well. And these ancient enemies- Pirate Captain and Government stooge clashed swords, as the other assassins watched with interest. The Talon, Smith, slashes Gaige across his chest, and Gaige angrily headbutts him. Greyish blood leaks from Smith's nose, as he shrieks "cheater! Cheater!" It is the last thing he says before Gaige cuts his head off.*
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*Miranda shoots down two talons in their path, like they were nothing more than target practice. But when she turns back, and sees Drury watching her, she slows down, allowing one to throw a star at her, scraping her cheek*
Drury- Miranda-! I've... I've got this!
*He picks up her fallen gun, and starts firing, but the Talons are climbing up the walls, throwing whatever weapons they have on them, and Drury's weak leg stops him from putting up a good fight*
Drury- Get out of my home.
*The closest Talon nods. Cobb*
Talon- We would love to. Walker.
Drury- You... I know you, don't I? You're the guy who worked with Signal Man, you destroyed Havenrock, didn't you?
Talon- Wrong. Havenrock was not our work, and I was no underling. Philip Cobb was a relative of mine. He had ambitions, ones I admired. But family... tends to disappoint. A lesson you need teaching.
*Miranda rises from the ground, and runs Cobb through with a golden sword, it's adorned with arabic symbols. Cobb looks down at the sword*
Talon- Charming.
Miranda- Drury, run!
Drury- I can-
Miranda- No, you can't.
Drury- I love-
Miranda- Run, you idiot.
Drury- I- yes.
*And run he does, only for an invisible hand to grab him, and throw him through a glass window, onto the balcony. Rain cascades off the unseen monster's mask, a silhouette that looks strangely like a Moth suit. It presses a button on its wrist, revealing a purple and grey version of Drury's suit. No. It *was* Drury's suit. He knew, because for years he'd it kept displayed in the since ransacked Moth-Cave.*
Drury- And who the hell are you?
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*Axel reloads his gun. Him and Kitten are pinned down in the kitchen, both of them used to disobeying their father's orders. Three Talons enter, and though they're both hiding behind the fridge, the twins have the same sinking feeling that the assassins can see them. As one approaches, Axel fires the gun, covering it in green goo*
Talon- Ah, the snot gun. We are wise to your tricks bo-
*It's sentence is cut off as it grabs it's face, which melts away in it's hand. It falls to it's feet, where Chancer leaps over the countertop and takes it down with a hit from his baseball bat*
Axel- Acid gun, actually. Dick head.
*Kitten looks at the mess on the floor, and utters an "Ew"*
Chancer- That's fucked, man.
*The remaining Talons march forward undeterred. Kitten throws a heart shaped device at their feet, which explodes one of them. But only one. More are coming*
Chancer- Got any more tricks left?
*The window smashes, and a black ball of fury bursts in, taking down the last Talon in a series of precise swipes, then barrels down the corridor to take down another six. She lowers her hood, and winks*
Axel- Cass!
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Drury- I'll be honest. I'm sick to death of imposter bugs. Sick. To. Death. Fireflies and Firebugs and Arkham Moths and Killer Wasps. So let's skip the monologues, let's get to the part where you hand that suit over. *My* suit over.
*It cocks its head to one side.*
Drury- That's my suit. I kept it here for years. Until- until... No.
*The last time Drury had seen that suit was before his stint in Blackgate Prison. He was told later by Miranda that his enemies emptied his cave. From Moth-Copters to Cocoon Guns, they'd taken everything. He'd taken everything*
Drury- Impossible.
*The Moth approaches Drury, and takes it's mask off, letting rain splash off it's face for the first time since it went under. Drury raised his gun at it.*
Drury- Twag.
Home Invasion #3- Revelations
*In the end it takes six men to get Brown into the van. He throws a few smoke pellets in an attempt to escape, but their masks ensure its not the problem he had hoped it would be. He's still screaming as he's fastened in*
Artie- You know what my friends will do to get me back! You're all dead, you hear? Dead! How's that for a fucking clue!
Gordon- Honestly, he took that better than I expected.
Batman- He was stalling. Waiting for the Society to extract him.
Gordon- So you really think he didn't have a clue who did it?
Batman- No. He told me it was Joker.
Gordon- The Iceberg shooting? Yeah, he was always a damn good sniper... Heh. For all his posturing, Brown's safer with the feds. Word got out he was spying on Sionis, the Arkham gangs would rip him apart. Maybe that "Aaron Black" persona will find some use yet.
*Jim spits his gum into its wrapper, and sighs*
Gordon- So, Needham?
Batman- From what I've gathered, yes. They have him. Part of me thinks I should let them fight it out among themselves.
Gordon- No. No, I don't believe that for a second. That's never been you. I know you'll be back in there tomorrow to rescue Needham from whatever torture they've got lined up for him.
Batman- Hnh. Sorry Jim- Duty calls.
Jim- Of course.
Batman- I'm here Oracle, what do you have?
...
*Damn it*
====Van Cleer Manor====
Talon- Kill the old man first.
Gaige- You pigeons seem awfully sure of yourselves.
Talon- We've had practice. Centuries of it.
*Gaige lets out a small laugh, which transforms into a scream as he approaches his attackers. He impales one on a harpoon- It simply walks through it. He yells a slew of incorehent curses at them- curse words in his native tongue. And then, one, dressed in a coat dating back from the eighteenth century stops, and draws his sword. With a gesture the other Talons lower their weapons. It takes note of the tattoos across the Shark's body, and of the ripped red bandana across his eyes, and it growls*
Talon- You speak the language of the seas?
*The other assassins step aside, one handing Gaige a new cutlass*
Talon- Pirate.
*Gaige examines his new weapon, smiling a sharp toothed grin*
Gaige- I prefer the term buccaneer. I come from clan Gaige. I fought in Nanda Parbat. I stole from Peña Duro, and I served the Knyavezs in Russia. And, you are?
Talon- I hail from the US Navy. Captain George Smith. Your "clan" destroyed my fleet at the Battle of Tortuga.
Gaige- I'm afraid, that doesn't ring a bell. "Matey."
*What follows is a duel unlike any other. They both were born on the seven seas, they know it's customs well. And these ancient enemies- Pirate Captain and Government stooge clashed swords, as the other assassins watched with interest. The Talon, Smith, slashes Gaige across his chest, and Gaige angrily headbutts him. Greyish blood leaks from Smith's nose, as he shrieks "cheater! Cheater!" It is the last thing he says before Gaige cuts his head off.*
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*Miranda shoots down two talons in their path, like they were nothing more than target practice. But when she turns back, and sees Drury watching her, she slows down, allowing one to throw a star at her, scraping her cheek*
Drury- Miranda-! I've... I've got this!
*He picks up her fallen gun, and starts firing, but the Talons are climbing up the walls, throwing whatever weapons they have on them, and Drury's weak leg stops him from putting up a good fight*
Drury- Get out of my home.
*The closest Talon nods. Cobb*
Talon- We would love to. Walker.
Drury- You... I know you, don't I? You're the guy who worked with Signal Man, you destroyed Havenrock, didn't you?
Talon- Wrong. Havenrock was not our work, and I was no underling. Philip Cobb was a relative of mine. He had ambitions, ones I admired. But family... tends to disappoint. A lesson you need teaching.
*Miranda rises from the ground, and runs Cobb through with a golden sword, it's adorned with arabic symbols. Cobb looks down at the sword*
Talon- Charming.
Miranda- Drury, run!
Drury- I can-
Miranda- No, you can't.
Drury- I love-
Miranda- Run, you idiot.
Drury- I- yes.
*And run he does, only for an invisible hand to grab him, and throw him through a glass window, onto the balcony. Rain cascades off the unseen monster's mask, a silhouette that looks strangely like a Moth suit. It presses a button on its wrist, revealing a purple and grey version of Drury's suit. No. It *was* Drury's suit. He knew, because for years he'd it kept displayed in the since ransacked Moth-Cave.*
Drury- And who the hell are you?
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*Axel reloads his gun. Him and Kitten are pinned down in the kitchen, both of them used to disobeying their father's orders. Three Talons enter, and though they're both hiding behind the fridge, the twins have the same sinking feeling that the assassins can see them. As one approaches, Axel fires the gun, covering it in green goo*
Talon- Ah, the snot gun. We are wise to your tricks bo-
*It's sentence is cut off as it grabs it's face, which melts away in it's hand. It falls to it's feet, where Chancer leaps over the countertop and takes it down with a hit from his baseball bat*
Axel- Acid gun, actually. Dick head.
*Kitten looks at the mess on the floor, and utters an "Ew"*
Chancer- That's fucked, man.
*The remaining Talons march forward undeterred. Kitten throws a heart shaped device at their feet, which explodes one of them. But only one. More are coming*
Chancer- Got any more tricks left?
*The window smashes, and a black ball of fury bursts in, taking down the last Talon in a series of precise swipes, then barrels down the corridor to take down another six. She lowers her hood, and winks*
Axel- Cass!
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Drury- I'll be honest. I'm sick to death of imposter bugs. Sick. To. Death. Fireflies and Firebugs and Arkham Moths and Killer Wasps. So let's skip the monologues, let's get to the part where you hand that suit over. *My* suit over.
*It cocks its head to one side.*
Drury- That's my suit. I kept it here for years. Until- until... No.
*The last time Drury had seen that suit was before his stint in Blackgate Prison. He was told later by Miranda that his enemies emptied his cave. From Moth-Copters to Cocoon Guns, they'd taken everything. He'd taken everything*
Drury- Impossible.
*The Moth approaches Drury, and takes it's mask off, letting rain splash off it's face for the first time since it went under. Drury raised his gun at it.*
Drury- Twag.