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Looking over to his former team mates he realised they didn't recognise him in the all black suit and the black face shield that covered his whole face.
"You will surrender the item and come peacefully with us," demanded Aqualad. Dick couldn't help but roll his eyes at the ridiculousness of that statement. No wonder bad guys never just up and surrendered.
"Sure," smirked Dick as he tossed the small Perspex case that contained the microprocessor at the team, making it go high as he rushed low. Skidding along the gravel roofing, stopping only once he was in the middle of the heroes, compromising all of their personal space so that he had the advantage with his close quarters fighting style.
He kicked Aqualad in the back of the legs first, so the older hero crumpled to the ground, at the same time he reached up and grabbed Artemis' bow, yanking her off balance as she still tried to keep hold of her weapon. He slammed the bow, and consequently Artemis into the side of Kid Flash, Artemis now losing her hold and toppling Kid Flash to the floor.
Dick kicked Miss Martian who was too shocked to move into Superboy, knowing he would catch her rather than try hitting him. Rolling closer to Zatanna he grabbed some gravel and threw it towards Rocket as a distraction knowing she would raise a shield while Zantanna started to speak a spell he used the palm of his hand to hit Zatanna in the chest, causing her to gasp as she tried to drag air into her lungs. Turning back to Rocket he grabbed two arrows from Artemis' quiver while pushing her to the floor, and back on top of Kid Flash before firing the arrows at Rocket.
As predicted Rocket quickly raised another shield to stop the trajectory, as she lowered the shield the arrows dropped to the floor just as Dick passed them and smacked the bow into the side of her head, knocking her out.
Dick stepped over the older teen as he simultaneously dropped the bow and scooped up the microprocessor that had landed on the floor next to where the heroes now lay.
"That was fun, we should do it again sometime," smirked Dick as he walked towards the edge of the roof. Pocketing the microprocessor he was about to jump, when a barrel of water came out of nowhere and knocked Dick away from the edge. His head hitting the small ledge that surrounded the roof, cracking his mask in two.
"That is far enough," stated Aqualad as he got to his feet and approached.
Dick groaned as he pushed himself up to his knees, the cracked face shield falling away so when he glared at Aqualad the teen hero recognised exactly who he was.
"Robin?"
Dick laughed as he got slowly to his feet, "Not anymore. You all saw to that." He ignored how his vision tilted slightly and he could feel his own blood running slowly down the side of his face, from the cut on his temple.
"Let's talk about this man," said Kid Flash as he stepped forward, his arms up in the gesture for peace. Dick watched as Artemis stood slowly from where she had been kneeling next to Rocket and Zatanna, reaching slowly behind her.
"Tut tut," said Dick pointing a finger at Artemis. "Sit."
Artemis pulled her hand back into view and away from the pouch that contained smoke bombs, knock out gas and flash bangs. She knelt next to the other two girls, Rocket was still unconscious and Zatanna was only just getting her breathing back under control.
"M'gann, it's not nice to intrude in other people's minds," said Dick before throwing up a mental shield so fast it had the Martian screaming in pain giving Dick the distraction he needed to turn and leap off the building.
He wasn't expecting Kid Flash to use his speed to run and tackle him, nor did he expect Kid Flash to throw him of all things back onto the roof.
Dick rolled to a stop, groaning as the pain in his head increased. Pushing himself up onto his hands and knees, he gasped as pain pulsed in his abdomen. Looking down he laughed, which turned into a groan as he saw a snapped arrow head embedded in his left side. Kid Flash had thrown him onto the two arrows which he himself had fired at Rocket and now one of them was sticking out of his own body.
"You really need to improve your aim," groaned Dick.
"Let us help you," said Superboy approaching slowly.
"Help me?" Dick growled as he gritted his teeth and got to his feet. Without removing the arrowhead he pressed his fingers around it to try and staunch the bleeding. He staggered slightly as he moved away from the Team.
He'd loss control of this situation and he knew it. The longer he stuck around, the longer they would have to overpower him. Even with all the training he had from Batman and his most recent training with Slade he couldn't take out the whole team with not one, but two injuries. Not unless he wanted to do them some serious harm. Which after everything he'd been through, the thought was tempting.
"Come on buddy," said Kid Flash. "We can figure this out. Whoever's making you do this we can stop them, together."
"We are your friends," added Aqualad.
"Do you know what the difference between choices and ultimatums are?" asked Dick as he edged further away from the heroes. "Your point of view."
He threw down three flash bangs as he flung himself over the edge of the roof. The wrong edge. There was nothing on this side that his grappling hook would be able to grip onto. Nothing to slow his decent and only air between him and the ground, ninety stories below.