Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2014 14:57:51 GMT -5
. Tim pulled the red armored tunic over his muscular torso. He walked over to his motorcycle and swung his leg over it. He started it and up and sped out of the spacious cave. It had been an awesome week. Not a lot of stuff had happened crime wise, so that was always made the week better! Not to mention Dick had been staying in the manor that week. Bludhaven wasn't that far from Gotham but it was still good fun when Dick was in the manor. Dick had always been Tim's biggest mentor and idol. Not to mention Tim had known Dick since before Dick's parents had died. Only by a few hours, but still before they died.
Tim slowed down as he drove through some of the streets of Gotham East looking for some petty criminals. After about ten minutes of driving, Tim parked it in a side alley and climbed up a fire escape. He scanned the city below him. He ran and lept across the roofs. He stopped some muggers and not alot else for about another hour or two. He was about to turn in for the night when he saw one more crime. There was a woman running down an alley screaming. A man ran after her quickly. He ran extremely fast, faster than it should be humanly possible. Tim couldn't make out the man due to the dark night. Tim went to act, and save the woman, but what happened next happened to fast for the young crime fighter to stop. He grabbed the woman and put his mouth to her neck. He took a bite and ripped it apart.
Tim's jaw dropped. He looked like a deer in headlights. He yelled as he jumped down in front of the man.
"No!"
The man... or whatever he was looked at Tim. The... thing was overly hair. Not covered in hair, but he had a lot more hair than an average man. The hair was greasy and black. It covered his head and cheeks, and instead of two seperated eyebrows there was just a long line of hair. His arms were covered in the thick fur. He had long teeth, which were stained with blood, and he had long yellow nails. He smelt of dead bodies (Which Tim had smelt way to much in his career as Robin) and must. Tim ran at the man. The creature sprinted away. He was moving REALLY fast. Tim sprinted after him. After they had been running for a few minutes the man took a sharp right and sprinted into the forest. Tim followed him in. He dodged the trees and kept in hot pursuit. He reached to his belt and turned on his comm. He needed help.
"Dick! I need backup! Now!"
Tim slowed down as he drove through some of the streets of Gotham East looking for some petty criminals. After about ten minutes of driving, Tim parked it in a side alley and climbed up a fire escape. He scanned the city below him. He ran and lept across the roofs. He stopped some muggers and not alot else for about another hour or two. He was about to turn in for the night when he saw one more crime. There was a woman running down an alley screaming. A man ran after her quickly. He ran extremely fast, faster than it should be humanly possible. Tim couldn't make out the man due to the dark night. Tim went to act, and save the woman, but what happened next happened to fast for the young crime fighter to stop. He grabbed the woman and put his mouth to her neck. He took a bite and ripped it apart.
Tim's jaw dropped. He looked like a deer in headlights. He yelled as he jumped down in front of the man.
"No!"
The man... or whatever he was looked at Tim. The... thing was overly hair. Not covered in hair, but he had a lot more hair than an average man. The hair was greasy and black. It covered his head and cheeks, and instead of two seperated eyebrows there was just a long line of hair. His arms were covered in the thick fur. He had long teeth, which were stained with blood, and he had long yellow nails. He smelt of dead bodies (Which Tim had smelt way to much in his career as Robin) and must. Tim ran at the man. The creature sprinted away. He was moving REALLY fast. Tim sprinted after him. After they had been running for a few minutes the man took a sharp right and sprinted into the forest. Tim followed him in. He dodged the trees and kept in hot pursuit. He reached to his belt and turned on his comm. He needed help.
"Dick! I need backup! Now!"
