Brothers... well... sort of. [Jason]

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    Tim swallowed the last bite of his sandwich as Alfred grabbed his plate off of the counter. Tim smiled up at the butler, who had become more of family than a butler.

"Thanks for the sandwich, Alf! I'll be in the cave. I've got a case to catch up on." The teen said as he walked out of the room. Tim made his way through the large manor, and into the study. He reached his arm out the large grandfather clock, and opened the glass case. He turned the black hands of the clock until the they reached 10:47. The time Bruce's parents died.

    The clock slid away from the wall, and the hands spun back to the current time. Tim walked through the secret entrance and into the large, cold cave. He walked down the long stone stairs and towards the Batcomputer. Tim threw himself into the leather chair and logged into the Batcomputer.

    The teen pulled up 11 murder cases. 11 murders in the last three weeks tied to this "Red Hood" character. Atleast there were 11 murders Tim actually knew about. Rapists, murderers, mafia, drug traffickers, the worst of the worst were being murdered by some guy in a red helmet and a leather jacket. Tim didn't think the world would necessarily miss these people, but killing was still wrong, whether you were a criminal, or a vigilante killing criminals. Tim looked through the rest of the information on the cases.

    Apparently one of the people that had been murdered had a brother/partner that had escaped Red Hood. Tim thought to himself. He read the address and name of the brother. Tim smiled to himself. Lets give this Paul Smith a visit Tim stood up and walked over to his costume case, pulled his suit out, and put it on. He walked over to his motorcycle, put it on, and walked over to his motorcycle. Tim hopped on, and drove out of the cave towards Paul Smith’s apartment.

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    Robin opened the window of the dark apartment. He stepped in. The apartment was worryingly quiet. But Tim knew that the partner was home. Robin tapped a button on his gauntlet, turning on the night vision in his mask. He made his way through the apartment in the shadows. Tim walked into the living room, and scanned the corners. Suddenly, the partner appeared from behind a window curtain, pointing a gun at the teen.

    “Stay away from me! You won’t kill me like you killed James (OOC: James is Paul’s Brother/Partner, if you couldn’t infer from context )!” Paul screamed. Tim threw a wind-ding, knocking the gun out of the thug’s hand. Tim stepped out of the shadows.

    “I didn’t kill him. But, I need information on who did, and I know you have it.” Robin said. “Who is the Red Hood? What do you know about him?”

    “I-I don’t know who he is.” The man was shivering. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn’t slept for a week. “He was tall… Muscular… I don’t know. I couldn’t see his face. He killed my brother, and he didn’t even give it a second thought. I-I heard him yell as I escaped… He yelled that he was coming for me. Please help. I-I” The man started sobbing. “I don’t know what to do. Please help me… Please.”

    Tim started to think about this. Who is Red Hood? Why is he doing this? Tim had a sudden realization.

    If this Red Hood is as good as he seems to be, he would’ve gotten Paul by now… He must be waiting for something… or someone. This man could have more information, even if I'm just being paranoid, I have to take every precaution. Tim looked up at the criminal.

    “Get away from the window, now!”

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Jason had been waiting for this moment. He had realized that he was leaving more of a trail then he thought, and he planned to use that to his advantage. He let a criminal go, as much as he hated to admit it. But he knew, if there was a trail he left the first thing the batfamily was going to go after was witnesses, survivors, anyone who had encountered him.

So, he had waited, a Barret .50 cal perched on his shoulder, scope focused on the window. He waited for Batman of course, but when this other figure. A boy about 14 years old, wearing a costume similar to his old one stepped into view Jason couldn't stop himself. He was furious.

He was getting ready to pull the trigger when he was noticed, he fired a shot into the window, shattering it.

He then set the sniper down and pulled out his handguns. He zipped down through the window in front of the two figures. He realized who this kid was, he was the new Robin. Bruce's replacement. For a moment Jason felt betrayed, he felt like he didn't matter. He felt like Bruce didn't mourn his death, just found a replacement and moved on. This enraged Jason's already present fury.

He fired several shots at the young boy, he seemed to only focus on him, leaving the criminal out of this.

"So. You're the new one hmm?" Red Hood taunted, aiming his gun at the masked teenager.

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    Tim reached out towards the thug as he yelled. He grabbed Paul by the color and threw him across the room, away from the window. Robin dodged out of the way of the opening as a huge bullet smashed through the window. The shattered glass spread through the room in what seemed like slow motion. A few shards whizzed past Robin's face, other flew straight towards him, and he had barely enough time to dodge away so that he only got cuts, versus the shards impaling him.

    Tim scowled in determination. There were a few drops of sweat in his brow. Tim's muscles tensed. His pulse rose. Robin quickly reached for his utility belt, grabbing three wing dings and a smoke pellet. Tim could feel his heart pause at the sight of the figure coming through the window. Red Hood was a sight that could make some of the strongest men quiver. Tim could sense a fiery rage, and power. Red Hood was tall, and extremely muscular. The zipper on his brown jacket gleamed. The moon that shone through the window reflected off of his scarlet red helmet.

    Time seemed to go in slow motion. Tim saw the glimmer in the two handguns as the large figure pointed them at him. In the blink of an eye, Tim launched the wing dings at Red Hood's hands, hoping to knock out the hand-guns. Tim felt hot, searing pain as multiple bullets hit his torso. The multiple layers of kevlar protected Tim from fatal damage, but from being hit from point blank range, Tim knew there would be a few broken bones, some serious bruising, and some internal bleeding. But that didn't matter now. Robin just had to make sure Red Hood didn't exploit the new injuries. Tim must win. This was life or death.

    "So. You're the new one hmm?" Taunted the cold, deep, and angry voice.

    "I don't know who the hell you are, what you're talking about, or what you think you're doing, but you're going down."

    Robin threw the smoke bomb onto the ground. Within seconds there was a large black cloud of smoke surrounding the two. Tim turned on his detective vision. He looked at the Paul and threw a tracker at him as he yelled.

    "Run!"

    Tim threw himself at Red Hood. There was a flurry of kicks, punches and gadgets.

Who was this Red Hood? The new one? What did that even mean? Unless...?

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Red Hood responded by firing a fury of bullets in Robins direction as he rocketed towards his successor. He exploded with a large battle cry amongst the gunfire.
"Kinda sucks knowing i'd be followed  by such a failure." He said to Robin with a smirk, although it remains unseen. "You think the old man would have chosen better, right?" He taunted, holding off the gunfire. "Wrong." With that he sent another clip in Tim's direction, with almost inhuman accuracy

He had to admit, the kid had moves, but he was still far too young to handle Jason alone, from his knowledge. Especially when Jason was so angry like this.

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    Tim jumped to side to avoid the second flurry of bullets, and landed with a forward roll. A few bullets nicked his thigh. The pain was bad, but bearable. If Robin quit now, the bullet injuries would be a bit worse and kinda, sorta... fatal. The dark battle cry made the hairs on Tim's neck stand up.

"Kinda sucks knowing I'd be followed by such a failure." Red Hood said sarcastically. Tim scowled. He took the break in combat to think for a second. Was this who Tim thought it was. It couldn't be... it's not... possible.

"You think the old man would have chosen better, right? Wrong." Red Hood taunted. All suspicions were confirmed. Its not like Red Hood was trying to hide it. Robin was too focused for the insults to do any harm. Stealthily, Tim reached to his back, for his bo-staff/bullet shield.

    Tim was ready when the next clip was fired at him. He pulled out the bo-staff with inhuman speed and pressed the button which caused a metal shield to open. The bullets rebounded off the shield, and Tim took no damage.

    Tim moved faster than he ever had before. Tim collapsed the shield, and made a reach for the pistols, trying to disarm his opponent.

"It's kind of funny to think-" He ran at Red Hood, and tried to slam his shield into his adversary.

"-that the real failure of a Robin-" Tim collapsed the shield, and made a reach for the pistols, trying to disarm his opponent.

"-was the one who couldn't even save himself." Robin made a sweep at Red Hood's legs with his bo-staff.

"Isn't it,-" To finish the combo, Tim did a backflip, and using two hands, swung his steel bo staff at the brutal vigilante's neck.

"-Jason."