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EZEKIEL & CLINTON[/center]

It was nighttime, almost midnight to be exact. Ah yes, the sky was brightly lit up by beautiful stars, there were billboards giving light to the streets, a slight breeze coming in. It was a beautiful night indeed, the kind of night you’d love to take your date out to stargaze or something; One of those romantic cliches.

“AAAAH!”
[i]Fwip![/i]

Oh-- And crooks ran rampant ever since the death of a very important hero who ruled over Gotham. So while the night was beautiful, Gotham and it’s streets weren’t as pretty--In fact it was even uglier than before. And the word [i]‘pretty’[/i]? That word didn’t exist in the streets of Gotham. Gotham was always ugly--And got even uglier when there was no control against the villains and crooks. Without a hero to keep villains and crooks in check, it simply got even more uglier and rubbish piled up by the second with the big bat dead. And while more rubbish piled up, Let's not forget the fact that there was also an increase in more reckless people too. The foolish ones who donned a towel as a cape and claimed ‘Hero’, or even an ordinary robin or bat-related shirt and screamed ‘Hero’.

[i]Very helpful, Very scary...[/i]

“The hell was that?”

A male who was hanging at the edge of the building, stared intently up at the other male before him.[color=0054a6]“[i]C’mon man…[/i]”[/color] he uttered, Holding a thug donned in green and purple by an ankle--Who was thrown off the ledge rather recklessly by his brother. The man pleaded for his life, urinating his pants right on scene as Clint fidgeted in disgust.

[color=2e3192]“Get over it.”[/color] Ezekiel scoffed, crouching low as a crescendo of footsteps approached their way. [color=2e3192]“Just because you have [i]your[/i] morals doesn’t mean [i]I[/i] have to believe in them.”[/color] added the muscular blonde blatantly before he quickly turned around and heard shouting. [color=0054a6]“He just pissed, dude… Pretty grossed out now.” [/color]grunted Clinton, the stench reaching to him. [color=2e3192]“Well not my problem, You wanted to save him; So don’t complain.”[/color] responded Ezekiel with a shrug.

“OH! IT’S THAT RACCOON KID!” A thug said, before they all obnoxiously laughed. “Long time no see!” Another commented. “How ya been?” the first thug asked. The older twin balled his hands into fists. [color=2e3192]“Playing dirty. Holding grudges. The [i]usual[/i] really.”[/color] He gritted his teeth as the thugs stopped and stared more intently. Pretty soon, ‘Raccoon kid’ took a step back and picked up a crowbar in his hand.

A sly grin was apparent on his face as he spun the crowbar between his fingers and instead of giving one thug a whack, he tossed it straight into his shoulder like a javelin before the other two looked at him in surprise.

[color=2e3192]“Well don’t just stand there! Defend yourself!”[/color] He shouted, drop kicking the crowbar deeper into the shoulder of the man before performing a backflip and kicking the other two thugs. Ezekiel crouched again with apparent amusement as he smirked and one of the two pulled out a knife, ready to fight as he ran towards Ezekiel. Soon, his brother finally joined--Jumping over Ezekiel to join the battle. [color=2e3192]“Took ya long enough--”[/color] Zeke chuckled.

“AUGH!” Clinton’s foot collided with the guy’s groins as he dropped his knife. The younger male was quick, and snatching the knife before his brutish brother could, he uppercutted the second man before the third tackled Clinton down, keeping him in a choke hold. Being caught completely off guard, the knife only a few inches from them--The guy immediately grabbed the knife and held it to Clinton’s neck.

“Who knew it was two! TWO TWERPS!” snorted the thug. Ezekiel, nonchalant at the present situation before him saw the two thugs holding his brother hostage and scoffed. [color=2e3192]“[i]Fine.[/i]”[/color] he said, hands up in the air and behind his head. “What?” Growled the thug, looking at his partner before the partner nodded towards Ezekiel’s way. As soon as Ezekiel was approached by the second thug, Clinton was positioned to stand by the third and both twins were captured.

“Wait till Ol’ Donnie gets a look at this!”
“No kiddin’!”

Before the twins knew it, everything blacked out.

Totally worth it.

[i]All part of the plan.[/i]