DC: DON'T UTTER A WORD - CHAPTER 17 (Patreon)
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[Star City. April 17, 21:35 PDT. 2009.
David Lance POV]
Sprinting towards her, I grabbed a few explosives from my belt, before throwing them at the ground behind me, hopefully, the explosions would alert Nudocerdo that he was in danger. Then as I neared Nix, I ducked under her blade, throwing a hard punch at her gut.
The blow knocked the assassin off the ground, taking the air out of her. Giving me the opportunity to follow up with a kick, a left uppercut, and an elbow to the face in rapid succession. The last strike cracking her mask as she fell to the ground rolling.
“You will pay,” Nix muttered, staring into my eyes as she disposed of her broken mask, tossing the remains aside.
Darting towards me. Nix retaliated by slashing out her blade in a series of methodical, yet masterful attacks that raked across my arm guards with a hideous scraping noise as l blocked her attacks. Inwardly thanking Batman for the armor he had given me, one with four layers of thick military-grade kevlar.
Then, as her blade was reeling back for a new attack, I took that small window, and kicked the assassin in the face, plucking a miniature flash-bang grenade from my belt, before throwing it straight to her face as I closed my eyes, using one of my arms to block the incoming light from blinding me.
Blinded by the explosion, Nix staggered back.
However, before she could even take two steps, I was back on her, eyes opened, slamming her face against the grass, before using my taser to electrocute her.
“Are you done?” I heard someone snarl from behind. And it was no other than Nudocerdo, who was standing on his balcony with nothing but an open bathrobe, flashing his naked body at me as he glared at me, in pure contempt.
I wonder if I can ask Martian Manhunter to erase this memory.
“Answer!” Nudocerdo growled, glaring even harder than before. If only he knew the consequences of his demand. I mean, I could answer, but he would never get to hear my voice, he would blink into hell.
I sighed, giving the asshole a short nod. As amusing as it was imagining his face seeing me talk, for the first time in years. I had things to do. None of them included him, not anymore.
“Then fucking leave!” Nudocerdo barked.
This time I ignored him. Proceeding to tie Nix up, as well as checking her suit for any hidden weapons to avoid a sudden escape as I relocated her to jail.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you!” Nudocerdo fumed, throwing a tantrum as I calmly continued doing what I was doing. As Batman says, do something well once, and you won’t have to do it again.
Besides, I knew what Nudocerdo was doing.
I had seen the cameras around.
He was trying to get a rise out of me. Record the entire thing, and use it for his personal agenda against heroes.
I would not humor him.
Even if the cameras weren’t around. He wasn’t worth it.
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[Star City. April 21, 09:15 PDT. 2009.
David Lance POV]
Since that fateful night. No more attempts against Nudocerdo’s life had been made. Be that as it may, I still kept an eye on the man, not only to stop any possible attempts on his life but to find enough proofs to send him to jail.
I knew it was only a matter of time before he made a mistake. I just had to be patient.
Other than that. When I wasn’t fighting crime with Dinah, or tailing Nudocerdo, I would be training or in school, sleeping. Exams were easy to ace, and the teachers were nice enough to let me sleep as long as I kept my grades above A- in their classes.
Right now, however. I was alone at the house. Reading, as I waited for Dinah to arrive so that we could go out for lunch.
[Dude, I heard you took Nix alone!]
I blinked, looking at my phone.
[Dick, this is my personal number. Do try to keep it… clean.] I replied, for a tech-savvy superhero, sometimes he felt like an old man without any idea how technology worked.
[Funny. Anyways, I was thinking we celebrate? With… I dunno pizza, games, and lots of soda?]
I smiled, shaking my head ever so slightly. [Sure, why not? When and where?]
[Today, and at my place.] Robin replied with a bunch of smiley faces and other emotions, like the pizza one.
[.....] I replied, knowing what would happen next. I would say it was too sudden, and he would just pop out of nowhere saying, too late to say no, let’s go.
[Dude, your closet it’s uncomfortable. Don’t leave me hanging.] Robin replied, realizing I had realized he was here.
[What’s that a pun?] I wrote back.
[Maybe…] Robin replied.
I sighed, deciding to follow his game. [Today…. That’s too sudden man.]
Kicking the door of my closet, Dick Grayson jumped into my room, pointing at me. “Too late to say no! Let’s go!”
I deadpanned.
“It was lame wasn’t it?” Robin sighed.
I nodded, slowly.
“I really need to stop letting anime influence me. I blame Kid Flash,” Robin chuckled.
I smiled, rolling my eyes, before signing, “Before leaving I have to tell my sister. During my lunch with her tonight. And before you complain. I made my plans with my sister beforehand, so wait in my room, and I don’t know, play something. Read a book, do whatever. I’ll be back before 2 PM.]
“Fine by me,” Robin smiled, happily jumping into my bed, taking a book from my shelf in the process. “Quantum Physics?” he chuckled, reading the title of the book as he gave me a look that said, really?
I shrugged, I didn’t understand much of the book, but I liked reading about stuff I didn’t understand, it was fun. “I like books that make me feel dumb. Feeling dumb it’s a great motivator. It makes me want to not be dumb.”
“Hey man, whatever works for you,” Robin chuckled, going back to the book to read.