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Two loud footsteps could be heard as they ran and jumped over the rooftops they quickly reached their destination. The slow huffs and puffs became more audible as they stopped, looking across from them as they stared at a window. The ominous green glow made them uneasy. They knew nothing good ever came from it.
"Details now double R, you know how I feel about anything related to the pits" Jason broke the silence, looking over to his companion, Nightwing. He tapped his foot as he shifted his weight onto his other foot, he couldn't stray his eyes away from the apartment window. Their coms crackled on as their insider came to their aid with the information they desperately needed at the moment.
"Well, the apartment says it's abandoned, O says the green glow is a new development. Appeared out of nowhere between 12 and 19 hours.." there was a groan from Jason. "please for the sake of my sanity please use normal people's time reading Timbo." there was silence and a sigh before Dick turned to Jason and grinned. It was strained slightly, Dick didn't like this. "Let's go... the faster we clear this the faster we can go home." Dick rolled his shoulder and quickly descended the building to reach the other one.
Jason quickly followed behind as he pulled out his pistol from the holster as they reached the entrance of the building, swatting away the cobwebs that were blocking his path as he cleared each area. "Remind me to take a long hot shower once we get home, I don't want any of the residents to hitchhike to the manor." The taller person quietly spoke to the other. Slowly walking up the steps, a sound was made that had them stop in their tracks. They did not want a bad guy to be notified of their presence , they looked at each other before going up once again. They were gonna have to be careful in case people were up there and heard them. once reaching their destined floor, Jason pulled out his other pistol. Ahead of them was the room they were looking for, The glow from the pits was emanating from under the door giving that small area an ominous aura.
Once both vigilantes reached their target they looked at each other before Dick tried to reach the door handle. "You're a huge idiot, I hope you remember because I'm going to continue repeating it to you." Jason huffed as he dragged his older brother behind him. "What should we do? Should we just bust in?" Dick didn't wait for an answer. Dick was going to say, to knock on the door but nah, Jason is built differently to be knocking on a door. Without warning Jason kicked the door open, his boot heavily hitting the floor as he looked around. Dick just sighed as he followed his smirking bother figure into the small apartment.
It was creepy, large spider webs all over the living room, Jason stepped aside as he felt dick tap his shoulder. "These are larger than average... like larger," Dick said as he used his sticks to tap around the dark room not wanting to end up in a web. Jason clicked his tongue as he realized he didn't bring a flashlight, "Let's check the room out, and then we can leave I don't want to stay here any longer than I want to" They both looked over to the closed door, the glow coming from underneath. They slowly made their way to the door, their steps making small creaks. Dick winced, if people were behind that door they heard them, they needed to make this quick.
As they made it to the door Jason stood back and aimed his gun towards the door, motioning to Dick to open the door. "I got your back, just make sure you're quick with it. If it is the Nickelodeon goo, who knows what else is in there." he placed his hand on Dick's shoulder, positioning himself close in case anything happened. Dick looked behind him and nodded, he steeled himself as he went to grab the doorknob as he turned back to it. He let out a puff of air, slowly turned the knob, and pushed the door open as his sticks crackled with electricity. The door opened to reveal nothing, just the green liquid covering the floor as well as some wet towels that covered the floor. "Well, it seems we had someone... but who knows where they could have gone now." Dick ruffled their hair in slight frustration as he turned to walk away from the room to look for clues, pushing past Jason as the other male went to look inside. He could hear Jason begin talking to Tim asking for more information about the residence and any previous owners.
As he began walking into the living room he stopped suddenly, he felt watched. He felt studied, and he continued to move wanting to make it seem like he didn't feel someone watching him in case someone was. As he walked to the middle of the room to look at the pictures over the fireplace he heard a small scuffle from above him. He slowly looked up to find a teenager looking down at him from the ceiling. He had the same look Jason did, a white streak of hair and a ring of green around his iris. As Dick opened his mouth to call out to Jason the kid jumped him, and Both fell to the floor. A loud thud filled the area, one way to alert Jason Dick thought as he scrambled to grab his escrima sticks that had fallen out of his grip.
The kid seemed to know he was going after them as he quirked his wrists towards them and a weird string-like substance came out of them. Dick in shock at what he had just seen didn't register Jason barreling towards them, Trying to tackle the stranger off of Nightwing. It did not work as when Jason jumped over to tackle the stranger flipped over with one hand to get away from the red one of the two, escrima sticks in hand.
"Now... before I make you meet my guns, why don't we mainly you give up and surrender? It's going to get ugly if you don't comply." Jason gritted out as he stood up, Dick following close behind eyeing his weapons from the stranger's grasp. Said stranger said nothing as his eyes scanned both of them, he was on high alert. Every twitch or slight movement they made was tracked by the smaller one, he had to hand it to the little dude he had great awareness but it probably wouldn't help him fight the both of them.
Jason was the first to move going in for a punch, his fist being stopped by a smaller hand as the teenager swerved his body. His hand going to hold tight on Jason's wrist as the rest of his body slithered behind the wall of body Jason had. Letting go of the wrist both smaller arms went to hold on tight onto his waist, legs opening wider and becoming sturdy. Dick quickly went to stop what was happening, both he and Jason knew what he was about to do. The blue-clad vigilante knew if Jason couldn't escape a hold it meant someone was a meta or his red counterpart was not in a good position to make an escape.
Dick slid over and was going in for a punch, he really didn't want to punch someone who seemed to be a teenager but there was no other choice at the moment, he needed to stop what was about to happen. The teen snapped his head towards him and with one of his own sticks Dick was shocked he groaned loudly but held onto the stick tightly as Jason continued to struggle but it seemed the teen was expecting that, he held tightly. Definitely a meta. The stranger let go of the stick, Dick looked towards them as he was kneeling on the floor holding his chest, breathing hardly. His eyes widened as he saw the teen's eyes.
Worry, most importantly sorrow. It seemed like he didn't like what he did to Grayson, but he shook his head as his now empty hand went back to holding Jason's waist. He quickly German suplex Jason, his heavy body making the loudest sound the empty apartment will ever receive in upcoming years. His armor making the impact louder and harder , As Dick went to help Jason and stop the meta from further conflict they both heard him for the first time since they stepped foot in this hell hole of an apartment.
"Please... no more fighting, no more. I'm tired of it. I don't want to hurt more people than I already have." As Jason got up to continue his fight Nightwing placed his arm over his chest as he pulled him up from the floor, keeping him close. Heavy breathing filled the now-settled room, both of their coms filling with the voices of their team trying to reach either of them. Dick ever the big brother sighed and pushed Jason away from the living room, giving him a pointed look. A message that said to answer Timbo and to reach Bruce, A meta was revived with similar circumstances as the Lazarus pits. As he left Dick turned back to the teen, walked over to him, and stopped when the said teen flinched, he put his hands up to reassure the teen that he was not going to hurt him. "It's alright kid... I won't hurt you. I'm Nightwing, can you tell me your name?" The smaller shifted his weight from foot to foot as well as biting his lip as in thought if he should give his name to him. Which was weird, everyone knew who he was and that he could be trusted. It only stirred a bad feeling in his chest. When he heard the small voice that belonged to their newly acquainted friend he knew he was done for, damn his older brother instincts and hurt little ones who need guidance.
"My name is Peter." called out the meta.