The Demon's Revenge (October 28, 2016)

[Trainer Noir]

Nygma stood atop one of the several watch towers positioned around the courtyard of Arkham Asylum. His clothes were still torn from his previous encounter with the drug induced Selina Kyle, a nasty wound painting his upper lip where she had slashed him. The Riddler silently observed as Nightwing and Red Hood effortless dealt with the waves of inmates that swarmed the courtyard, a sinister smirk making its way across his face. He knew what was coming next, and it was coming soon.

Not two minutes later, the courtyard was filled with the Professor's mindless drones. They were disgusting to look at, but ultimately integral. The sight of them made Nygma's stomach turn, putrid abominations that the mastermind had wished didn't have any logical purpose. Alas, they did.

Nygma made his way inside the watch tower, taking a seat at the command console. His time had not yet come, but it would soon. And when it did, the two Birdies were certainly in for a pleasant surprise.  

[Nightwing]

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𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐃
ʀᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴏᴅ
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Who've known that fighting alongside d**k Grayson could remind him of so much fun. It reminded Jason of the old days when he was Robin and d**k was still Nightwing. The two didn't get along at first but maybe that was due to their very glaringly different upbringings. d**k had a chance immediately after his parents' fell from literal grace. While Jason lost everything and was forced to live on the streets like a common rodent. In a way, it was almost like fate he never truly stopped being that vermin. All he did was grow wings before eventually having those cut off. Thanks Joker. He thought, reminding himself not to enjoy this too much. This was temporary at best. After tonight he'd go back to his way of dealing with the 'Real Scum of Gotham' and he and d**k would no doubt be finding themselves once again in discord with one another for it. "Beats me. They must've just moved here. That or they can't tell who you are with all the fashion changes you've been going through as of late." Jason said in return. Lightly poking fun at d**k's short lived tenure as Batman. "Personally, I prefer you in blue. Fits you. You being the cooler head of the two of us and what not." The sound of the Arkham door opening again caused Red Hood to look up from their fight.

Out skipping about was possibly the sickest villain in all of Gotham's rogue gallery. Most delusional too. Lazlo Valentin. Most annoying criminal too, next to that pale faced demon of a clown. You couldn't see it but underneath his shiny red helmet, Jason was frowning. The mad butcher began speaking. "I always have time to spread the gifts of perfection!" Had he seen a mirror lately? Was Red Hood's initial thought before realizing the pig faced menace wasn't alone. Of course not, when were things ever that easy. The Dolltrons were expected for the most part as he'd dealt with them plenty of times. Probably would've made this their last encounter with Pyg had it not been for the golden rule in place. As the Dolltrons descended to their position, he took notice of the upgrades just a teensy bit nervous. Stating, "That's new." as they bounded towards the vigilantes. Good thing considering most of their former competition were either unconscious or fleeing from those things and Jason couldn't blame them. They were frightening after all.

Still, keeping focus on them was going to be tasking considering the numbers in which they came. Swiping wildly and uncoordinated with their newly upgraded claws. It reminded him of his previous fight with Bronze Tiger just a little earlier in the night. "I guess since I can't use my guns. I'll have to settle on bringing a knife to a claw fight." Red Hood said, bracing himself with the knife obtained from BT.
 

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𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄
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Moments after Strange had commanded, Selina continued to wave mindlessly. Her brain devoid of the social signals that would compel her to stop as long as Batman was on the screen. When the transmission ended, the target of her wave disappeared. Only then did she cease the action.

Upon the arrival of the dark knight and company, Selina's wide unfocused eyes did not once meet those of anyone in the room. In her face was no spark of recognition. Her head remained slightly tilted to one side as she awaited further instruction, her face a placid mask until Strange gave her the order to attack “without pulling punches”.
With unbridled viciousness, Selina immediately lunged at Batman, doing a forward flip and bringing both of her strong legs up into a hard kick at his chest. When she righted herself, she continued her assault with claws out. She said nothing but continued swiping and desperately trying to make the strongest of punches she could physically muster connect with the caped crusader’s unfamiliar face.
In other circumstances, Selina would not have attacked with as much ferocity. But now there was no partiality to stand between Batman and the full range of her combative capabilities. No hot summer nights on rooftops. No covering for her chronic misbehavior. No catch-and-release games. Conscience was far from her and she felt no fatigue. She would neutralize this stranger or die trying. She did as she was told.
To her, no one else was in the room except her master and her target.  

[Nocturnal Vigilante]

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𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄
ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴍᴀɴ
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Turning down the next corridor, Batman's fists tightened at the sight of Strange, his eyes descending into a rage filled glare. The man stood confidently before Batman, silently boasting over what he had accomplished here today. Bruce's eyes saw through Strange, noticing the very same lifeless Selina Kyle standing behind him like some sort of slave. Normally this was about the time that he'd hear some witty retort or ignore her flirtatious repertoire but all he saw from her was the behavior of a drone with little to any will at all snuffed out. The very same circlet that he saw before in the video message was present here in person. The technology utilized was familiar on the surface. Strange seemed to be borrowing techniques from several other villains, most notably the likes of Mad Hatter and his twisted ways.

"You're stronger than this, Selina. Fight back." His effortless plea to appeal to whatever was left proved fruitless as by the order given, she immediately lunged to strike. It seemed as though it was only hours ago that the two of them were fighting on top of Gotham's cityscape. A round two Hugo had seemingly prepared for them only Batman was the one getting the shaft, unwilling to meet her excessive and unrestrained physical force. The double planted kick to his chest sent him sprawling onto his back though he'd quickly recovering by rolling back onto his feet and up into a defensive stance. Each and every swipe never faltered in strength and speed, keeping Batman on the defensive at all times blocking with his forearms and trying his hardest to keep his distance.

Leaping back some, Batman leaped back into the fray before bending down into a crouch and then into a leg sweep to try and knock her off balance.
If it were to connect he'd send his right palm outward to her stomach trying to keep put a gap between the two. Her movements and attacks were intense enough to keep him busy where he couldn't even go for the circlet. How far could her body last physically in this fight he wondered though he would see to it that he wouldn't have to find out. Settling back into a defensive stance,
Batman tossed a set of two batarangs towards her going for trapping shots on her catsuit to keep her at bay.

 

[Mrs Addams]

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𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄
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His pleas to her sense of reason fell on deaf ears. Not having foreseen the sweeping kick that followed, Selina lost her footing and stumbled right into the sudden shove to her midsection that sent her stumbling backward. The pressure to her diaphragm knocked the breath out of her. She gasped for air for a moment and before she could correct and return to the offensive, Batman’s batarangs whizzed toward her.
Before she had the chance to even think about evading them, they hit with a sharp crack pinning her by the right shoulder and left waist of her suit to the wall behind her.
She was only momentarily incapacitated, and with the effort of a wild animal caught in a trap, she writhed, growled and jerked at her restraints until her suit gave way, tearing hunks away and leaving scraps of material still pinned to the wall by the batarangs embedded therein. She panted for breath, wholly unconcerned by the new holes in her suit through which her skin peaked out.
The first attempt to neutralize her had failed. She ran headlong at Batman and then leapt through the air, spinning to land a vicious 360 kick.  

[Nightwing]

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𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐃
ʀᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴏᴅ
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Jason had no idea why he continued parrying with these monstrosities. They weren't even human anymore, if anything they needed to be put out of their misery. Besides he found himself somewhat on the ropes holding back. No more though, as he discarded a knife from his pocket to make room for his newer item, after revealing two pistols. He aimed them at the Dolltrons, putting each down one by one. When he finished doing away with the hideous creations, he glanced over at Pyg. Re-holstering one of his pistols then using his other aiming it directly at Pyg. "You know what I love about shoulder wounds? One, they really hurt. Two, they can bleed you out and you'll be dead in minutes. Three, they really hurt." He turned his head looking at d**k then back at Valentin pulling the trigger. The bullet went directly into the madman's shoulder then Jason added. "And four, they're easy to patch."
 

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Hearing Tim's words and the thought of innocent people taken by surprise in such a cruel and unjust way, Cassandra lowered her gaze. It seemed that their mission was far from over and the idea of a peaceful Gotham became more of a myth at that point. Ra's Al Ghul was just another obstacle which stopped that myth from becoming reality. "Be careful, Batgirl." she murmured before focusing on what she needed to do next.

"Then let's go...but I wonder how the others are doing." she referred to the rest of the their team. Looking back towards the Ballroom's location, she could already sense the panic and distress caused by such incident. Cassandra didn't have many fears, though there was something about the fragility of human life which released anxiety from the back of her mind and between her memories. She was used to pain and loss but they were never easy to accept, let alone facing them.

Having the role of being one of Gotham's protectors, she was willing to face this feeling but also do something about it. Watching the fire spreading such as the screams and pleads of the civilians, Red Robin and her went towards the Ballroom. Garlands of fire across every corner and area surrounded the people whose confusion and fear paralyzed their senses, making them unable to run or escape. Making her way through the radiating and violent flames, Black Bat still chose her steps and pace carefully, reaching for everyone who needed to be rescued. While her and Tim checked the area entirely and followed the voices from various directions, the place was crumbling with each passing moment, turning into a tomb of flames and trying to trap all of them inside.

"We can't stay here too long..." she told Tim, hoping he was able to hear her and that there weren't many others left through the damage did by the flames.

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Tactical Vigilante

The Spoiled Bat

Slade Joseph Wilson

 

[The Spoiled Bat]

Stephanie followed behind Tim as he ran toward the other room. Her eyes widened slightly seeing Slade always preparing for the worse she stood in a slightly defensive stance. Readying to help Tim if the time came. Listening to what he was saying she almost dropped her jaw. Glancing at Cassandra she furrowed her blonde brows.

"They're right. We gotta get out of here. He's obviously doesn't care of the casualties." Thinking of all the people out there that were being bombed. The terror rising in Gotham she could feel herself being pulled towards them. Her heart strings tugged at all the death and chaos that was going on out there as they were stuck inside this idiot box reasoning with the man that was just trying to kill one of them.

Stephanie was getting restless. Stepping forward she looked to Tim then to Slade. If he wasn't going to reason they needed to find a way out of there. Turning back to Cassandra as she spoke she nodded in agreement.  

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𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄
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Of all the encounters with Selina in the past, she always had an edge over him. A slight crutch that kept her in fighting for so long during their little altercations. He never truly wanted to hurt her and aimed to do things for her betterment. She was a thief nonetheless and stole from places that she shouldn't but there was more to it. Bruce could relate to her trauma as she could for him. She understood his fears and essentially the why he took on this persona that's costed him so much. In this instance, he could do nothing for her but dodge her attacks and keep himself going, waiting patiently for the perfect time to strike. Their little dance was pure entertainment for the man who looked on, waiting for them to kill each other. When the kick made contact, Batman brought up his arms to try and deflect as much as possible from the attack only to have his block broken through.

A gruff grunt escaped him immediately after the hit, causing him to step back and breathe for what little time he had. She was wearing him down, hit after hit and eventually Hugo would get what he want if he didn't go on the offensive, as much as he didn't want to in this situation. She wasn't in her right mind, this wasn't her doing, and it wasn't her fault. Though he assumed she'd want more than anything to be rid of whatever mental prison he's trapped her in. Batman took a step forward as he activated the built in tasers within his gauntlet. He didn't attack head on with his fist, merely sending a kick her way down towards her leg before turning on his heel to send an electrified punch straight for her left side. He was slowing down considerably and even if Selina wasn't in control she'd notice soon enough.

 

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Selina barely stumbled at the low kick that knocked her shin out from underneath her, but it was enough of a blow to prevent her from avoiding the electrified punch that was coming next. As his fist connected with her there was a whine and a sizzle of the electricity coursing through her body. She growled in pain through gritted teeth. Her muscles on the left side of her body contracted against the shock and shuddered, their violent seizing causing her to fall to the floor momentarily. She rolled out of harm’s way fast and righted herself as soon as the cramping in her muscles subsided, but even so, the shock had left a lingering weakness in that side of her body. She was weakened, she was slower now too.

It was also likely that the circlet Strange had affixed to her brow was affected by the power surge that had shot through her, as Selina felt glimmers of strange emotions, imprints of partial and indistinct memories that would fade before they could be grasped and examined. Suddenly, it felt harder to punch a face that seemed almost familiar. Suddenly, focusing on her objective was harder. But not too hard, of course.

After regaining her composure, Selina advanced once again, leaping forward at Batman like a feral cat. She maneuvered herself in for close hand-to-hand combat and took several swipes at him with her surgical steel claws.  

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𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄
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Given that his punches would connect beautifully, he'd take a step back to reassess the situation and think on his next plan of attack. His eyes diverted from Selina back to Hugo who watched tirelessly as the two would duke it out in the small confines of the Asylum hall. He seemed at ease, unmoved by the fact that Batman seemed to be evening the odds here by freeing her of this control. Already were the gears turning in his head, speculating that the mastermind had something up his sleeve even if the detective were able to overcome this unforeseen obstacle. For a moment there seemed to be a glimmer of hope that Selina was still in there, the look she gave him and the mannerisms that followed suggested such a claim that formed in Bruce's head. Actions really did speak louder than words. Talking and trying to rationalize with her would prove fruitless, instead he deduced that the right amount of force could jar her enough causing the contraption to then malfunction and free her from this mental captivity.

Taking his right arm up, Batman would parry the second blow, having been practically maimed by the first swipe. He'd duck under the next before circling back around her in a 180 fashion before leaping into a knee strike planting it firmly into her back. If it were to connect, Batman would then take his electrified fists and would attack at her stomach before turning into a backhand directed at her face.

 

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The mindless Catwoman was surprised by her opponent’s quick maneuvers out of the way of her blows and wasn’t expecting the kick to her back. But it landed, knocking her forward into a hunched position. In her state of broken attention, she was left open for another round of electricity to connect with the soft tissues of her stomach. She yelled as the current shocked through her and arced, sending veins of bright blue electricity into the air. Again, she suffered the muscular seizing that knocked her down the first time. Though the spasms made it harder to catch her breath, this time she kept her balance and gritted her teeth against the tightening of her muscles.

She could sense her vulnerability and feebly lifted an arm to block her open face. A block Batman quickly broke through, his backhand attack knocking into the side of her head and jolting her by the temple. His electrified hand connected with the circlet affixed to her forehead and the electricity seized the opportunity to flow through the conductive metal material. For a brief moment, the circlet was a sizzling livewire before it finally shorted out. Confused, and released from the captivity of the of the band, Selina’s first instinctual reaction to the hot metal pressed against her skin was to rip off the circlet and throw it aside with a yell.

She reeled backward and clutched her brow, a line of minor burns shined pink on her forehead. But she was free.

“What just happened?” She laid eyes on Batman, “Did I forget the safe word?”

But as her gaze found Hugo Strange, a full recollection of recent events came back to her, and her gallows humor fermented into unbridled rage.

“You son of a b***h,” she hissed with acid in her voice.  

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"My, my, my. You never fail to impress, Batman." Hugo paced the small distance back and forth between the halls watching Batman retrieve his ally back from the brink. Her mannerisms were that of familiarity, as though she had finally been freed of the prison he had locked her mind away in. A flaw in Jervis' tech or a flaw in Hugo's plan? All the same, it did not matter for there was still the next trick up his leave. "Now, now, Ms. Kyle. Let's not do anything rash, shall we?" His demeanor remained unchanged, his tone calm and content as if he were in complete control of the situation all while standing in front of two of Gotham's most dangerous fighters. Behind his thick circular rimmed spectacles, his eyes glared and his mouth turned uneasily into a devilish smile. "I believe now is the time, Mr. Crane." He said for all to hear though really he was speaking into the comms device within his ear. The man would buy as much time as he could muster up, accounting for every resource at his disposal.

One by the one the Dollotrons fell and so would Pyg after taking a nasty gun shot to his shoulder resulting in a disturbing and wrenching pig like squeal to erupt from the portly man as he fell onto his back gripping at the wound. The man in the red helmet came up to him, taunting him with his silly words while wearing that silly helmet. If Pyg hadn't been in the pain he was in he would laugh at him and attack him on the spot but still Valentin would push passed it as best he could, his face tugging into a furious frown as he surveyed the both of them through the eyes of his plastic mask.
"Pyg will tell you nothing. You can offer Pyg nothing. You've taken my most precious creations away from me!" Pyg rolled over onto his knees brushing passed Jason as he knelt beside one of his fallen Dollotrons. In another desperate pig like cry, Valentin ripped open his messy white shirt as he tilted his head up into the sky.

"Why must they spread their imperfections where they do not belong?! Why must they torment me?!" Pyg hunched over once more, gripping his shoulder again feeling the blood seep through, slowly but surely. "Leave me and my Dollotrons alone. It is the Doctor you want! Arkham you must go. Away! Away!" Valentin would finally roll over on his back, kicking left and right while he sat on the ground in an angry frenzy. From there, remaining Arkham guards lifted him up all at once over to a secure location where they had rounded up others who've broken out. "Unhand me! Don't you understand you simpletons I cannot leave them! They need me! I must fix what is broken, I need to mend the imperfections," Pyg fought his opposition, forcing himself against their hands as they held him back but it proved fruitless as more guards piled on the force pulling him back with ease as the numbers grew.