[IC] Welcome to Gotham (Private)

[LarayiaHunter]

Sparrow jumped up, raising her knee into the air and rammed it into Z's nose. She felt the girl's nose break under the strong hit, causing Sparrow to smirk. She then threw one of her talons into the air, punched Z across the face, and caught the talon one again sending her downwards. She then reached into her pouches and pulled out some duct tape. "I don't wanna see it, you shank." She growled, bending down so she could get close to Z's ear. "You raped him, he didn't want it." She hissed before standing back up straight. "I thought I didn't like Lacy, but now she's Red Hood to me compared to you." She grumbled, twirling her talons in her hands.

[RedBalloon]

Once Z fell onto the ground, she covered her broken nose while shooting Sparrow a glare. The glare quickly dissipated to a more shameful look. Something in the corner of her eyes caught her attention. Her face paled as she looked over Sparrow's shoulder, and whatever she was looking at scared her more than Sparrow. She glanced back to the young woman threatening her life then looked at the ground. She didn't seem to try to be fighting against her. Z knew what she had done, even if she had no control over what she was doing.

[LarayiaHunter]

Sparrow looked down at Z, her upper lip curled by like an aggravated animal. "I knew not to trust you, I told him to stay away from you." She growled, a look of pain on her face. "Now you're gonna hurt. And then you're gonna go to jail." She growled, her expression growing darker. She threw one of her talons down. The sai found it's mark deep in Z's right shoulder. Sparrow punched the hit, sending it even deeper into Z. "You like that? It's kind like when you told him to go harder, huh? Don't you think?"

"Sparrow, stop it!" A male voice shouted from behind her. Sparrow didn't even have to turn and look to see who it was. "Just walk away, Nightwing." She warned, raking the other talon across Z's leg, right where the marks from Tim's fingers nails were. She then pierced the weapon into Z's left knee.

"SPARROW!" Nightwing shouted, jumping on her and pinning her to the ground. Sparrow glared at him. "You don't know what she did to Tim!" She shouted, trying to wiggle out of Nightwing's grasp. "I don't want to hurt you, you don't even know what she is!"

[RedBalloon]

Z hardly flinched by the talons digging into shoulder and knee. She was obviously in pain, but she made no move to try to stop it. She deserved it for she had done something unforgivable. She was surprised, however, when Sparrow was tackled down by Nightwing. She looked up, mouthing 'no, no, no' and reaching for Nightwing, as if she wanted to stop him instead of her. Viper wasn't far behind Nightwing, but she went over to Z to help her up. "Z darling, are you ok?" She asked. The purple haired woman shrugged her off, pulling the talons out of her while wincing. She suddenly winced, hard, and her eyes flushed black and white.
A twisted, distorted laugh escaped the mute girl's lips. "You really did a number on this one, didn't you?" Z spoke, her voice cracking and changing pitches. "She's biting back, but I'll stand my ground." She laughed her uncomfortable laugh again as she straightened herself. Hands wiggled out of the ground from the surrounding darkness to lift Nightwing off of her but only to pin Sparrow back down.
"It's amusing how much you hate Zendaya," Z growled with a grin. "Quite delicious, actually...Almost as good as Tim tastes."

[LarayiaHunter]

Sparrow trembled with rage. She was so angry she almost missed what the h*ll was going on with Z. "Since when can you speak?" She asked, acid woven into her words. She looked up at Nightwing, who also looked a bit surprised. "Sorry about this." She told him as she folded her legs in, kicking him with both feet square in the chest. Nightwing gasped, the air knocked out of him, as he fell to the ground besides Sparrow. As he fell he hit a button on his belt. The short girl rolled out underneath him and jumped to her feet. She reached into her pouch and took out a bullet-case like item and threw it at Z. Before it hit her, it exploded into a cloud of tan, drug-filled gas.

Recovering, Nightwing looked up at Sparrow. "What the heck is wrong with you, Sparrow?!" He called at her. She kept her gaze trained on who she believed was a possessed Z. "Who's the one who needs to be a little more whelmed, now?" She asked Nightwing calmly. "Idiots, it's clear as day, and if you can't see it..." Sparrow growled, reaching into her pouch once again. There was the sound of metal dancing through the air as a batarang hit Sparrow's hand. She hissed in pain, whipping her hand back from her pouch.

Red Robin stood there in full uniform, looking at Sparrow. He didn't say anything, he just stared at her. He carried three more batarangs in his right hand.

"You're all a lost cause!" Sparrow shouted, gritting her teeth. "You don't trust me, none of you ever did, so if you want people like her," She snapped, pointing at Lacy, "and her" She roared, snapping her finger in Z's direction, "in your life," She screamed, quickly pulling something out of her pouches. "Then stay the f*** out of mine." She whispered coldly, before throwing a good dozen smoke pellets down. The whole entire street filled with smoke.

[RedBalloon]

Z was prepared for what was thrown at her but not for the drug gas. She leaned over, coughing profusely and heartily. A low deep growl erupted in her throats as she threw her head up to burn daggers at Sparrow. She was about to charge at her but she felt a sudden prick in her neck. Trick was behind her with a syringe in his hand, the liquid that was there gone now. Z dropped to the ground, the black and white fading away from her eyes.
Lacy frowned at Sparrow as she roared at them all. This situation was a mess from beginning to end. She clenched her armored fist, looking around the smoke filled street. Sparrow had left. She sighed, walking over to Nightwing.
Trick was trying orienate Z, murmuring to her in a low voice.

[LarayiaHunter]

"Okay, someone wanna tell me what the h*ll is going on here?" Nightwing asked, getting to his feet, stepping closer to Lacy. His eyes fell on Z and Trick, the smoke clearing.

"I was hoping the same thing." A low voice said from behind Red Robin. Batman stepped out of the shadows, scowling. Red Robin moved out of the way, glancing at Z and then everyone else. "We should go back to the Batcave...and fill everyone in there?" He suggested, waiting for Z's input.

Senna Sacker hopped onto her motocycle, her staddle bags stuffs to the gills. She put her full face helmet on and started the ignition. "Stupid. They're all stupid." She muttered under her breath, zipping off, riding through the streets of Gotham until she passed a sign reading, 'Now leaving Gotham, come back soon!'

[RedBalloon]

Z was coughing hard into her hand as Trick helped her to her feet. She pulled her hand away from her mouth and grimaced at the amount of blood that she had coughed up. Her entire body was aching from Sparrow stabbing her and the beating she took. Her throat was on fire and her head pounding, her hands were shaking to add to the effect.
Viper crossed her arms, looking her charge and the witch. "I think that would be a good job," she commented. "Isn't that right, Z?" She was looking at the girl with a hard gaze. Z glanced towards Vioer before nodding slowly. She didn't look at anyone else as she wiped the blood off her hand with a rag Trick gave her. The wounds on her shoulder and leg seemed to be healing up by becoming black and slowly stitching itself together.

[LarayiaHunter]

Nightwing turned to look at Batman, but he was already gone, as if he was never been there in the first place. "...See you there." Nightwing grumbled, rolling his eyes at the masked million heir.

~casually does a skip so they're all thereeeeeeee~

Nightwing pulled his masked off, tossing it onto a nearby metal work desk. He crossed his arms and leaned his back against the edge of the table. Bruce stood in front of the main computer, his back facing it. His cowl was pulled down to reveal a not-so-playful expression. Tim's mask was in hand. He noticed an out of uniform Damian standing close to his father. The nosy kid liked seeing Drake in the hot seat. After all, Damian wasn't Tim's number one fan.

"...Well..." Tim started non-intelligently, rubbing the back of his neck with a gloved hand. "...Z and I sorta, you know, did it." He said bluntly, looking down at the ground. He felt like all eyes were on him and Z. "No, I didn't want to do it. She used a set of powers that I didn't even know she had which made me do it." He looked at Z from across the room, frowning. "But I'm pretty sure she didn't want to do it either."

[RedBalloon]

Once inside the batcave, Trick tugged down the mask covering his mouth and took off his gloves. Z had set herself next to him, but stood away from Tim, as much as she could with Ace between them. She kept her eyes on the ground in front of her at all times, avoiding the gazes of everything.
Lacy removed her mask, stuffing it into the pocket on her thigh. She crossed her arms and turned her eyes to Z and Tim.
Ace noticed that Z didn't really appear to know how to explain it. "A type of hypnotism that works only through contact of lips," he explained plainly.
Z sighed. "No, I didn't want to," she signed with quick gestures. "I did not have control."

[LarayiaHunter]

After she finished signing, Tim looked away from her. "So, if that's what happened," Damian started, suddenly stepping in on this issue, "then where did Sacker go?" Tim looked at his feet, thinking back to how hurt Senna looked when she found the two. He swallowed, shaking his head. He didn't know how to answer the question.

"She's gotta be doing one of two things, either she's high strung like she usually is and getting some space, or she's doing something stupid." Bruce, Damian, and Tim sent Dick looks at his statement. It was most likely true, but he didn't need to word it like that at a time like this.

"Z, can you explain to me exactly what happened with your powers, what caused you to act the way you did." Bruce requested, staring at the young girl. "Why didn't you have control?"

[RedBalloon]

Ace pressed his lips together. He had another idea as to what Senna was doing but he wasn't going to say it out loud.
Z looked uneasy at the request, as if she didn't know how to explain it. "It is hard to explain," she signed, tilting her head back and forth as she thought. "There is a seal between myself and Him that can be broken, and if it does then I can be taken over and stuff like this happens." She paused for a second, seemingly at a loss for words.
"I can not explain it well, I'm sorry," she continued, dropping her eyes back to the ground. "He simply just wants to make people suffer and bend to his will. I have never had control. He tugs at your thoughts till you give, then he is very hard to fight back."
"Be glad she wasn't started accidentally cursing people," ace muttered under his breath.

[LarayiaHunter]

"You need to learn how to explain your powers clearly," Bruce said, looking at her, but his expression soften just a little bit, "but you did fine." He replied, turning to the bat computer. "You guys can go, don't get into any trouble. Lay low for a day or two." He paused, looking down at his son. "Aren't you supposed to be at school right now?" Damian shrugged, shaking his head. "What's the point?" He asked before leaving. Bruce frowned before turning to his big screen and began typing things. "Dick, Lacy, you two stay." He ordered.

Tim looked back at Dick, who looked at him. Dick gave him a little 'go on', gesture before turning back to his mentor. Tim's heart sunk a little at bruce's request, but understood why. Damian walked passed Tim, glancing at him. The young boy's green eyes looked over Tim, from head to toe. "Did you eat lunch yet?" Tim shook his head, wondering why Damian cared. "Come on, let's go out with Alfred somewhere." He strongly suggested, almost ordering as he began walking once again. Tim looked back at Z briefly before following Damian.

[RedBalloon]

Z glanced up at Bruce only once before nodding her head slightly. She felt like a little kid who had just broken a priceless object. When they were ordered to lay low for a couple of days, she raised her head and looked towards Ace. She caught Tim's gaze for a second but quickly diverted her eyes away. Ace sighed, taking her hand and leading her out of the batcave.
Lacy watched as the younger ones left, leaving her, her husband and Bruce to themselves. "What's up, Bruce?" She asked calmly, looking at the older hero.

[LarayiaHunter]

"I think I have a pretty good picture of what Senna is doing," Bruce said, his arms crossed over his chest. "I want you two to go out and get her. She's going to most likely be heading out to New York City."

"What would she be doing in the Big Apple?" Dick asked, putting his hands on his hips. The corner of Bruce's lips twitched, of course he had an answer to Dick's question.

"I think she's looking for Zantana. Z's powers are magic based, and with Zantana being one of the most powerful magic-wielding being here on Earth, she might have some answers for Senna." The unmasked Dark Knight explained. "If my hunch is correct, Senna is out looking for some sort of cure for Z. If it isn't," Bruce paused, his face becoming very, very serious, "she's looking for a way to destroy Z." Dick glanced at Lacy, frowning. This was going to be rough.

[RedBalloon]

Lacy's features slowly became serious as Bruce spoke of the theory. "There's no way Senna is looking for a cure for Z," she stated, somewhat in an annoyed tone. "Not after what just happened. Even if she did want to find a cure, I don't believe it would help Z much." She didn't have much knowledge in the craft of magic but she knew enough to get herself around. Plus, she's known Z for as long as she's known Ace.

[LarayiaHunter]

"Then she's going in for the kill." Bruce restated, a map appearing on the computer. "She undid the tracking systems she has built into her uniform. But she forgot about the one in her bike." There was a dot heading for NYC, just as Bruce thought there would be. He turned to look at the couple. "Go stop her before she does something stupid."

[RedBalloon]

Lacy gave a small nod. She looked towards Dick and gestured towards the exit.

[LarayiaHunter]

Dick and Lacy took the same bike. There was less of a chance that Senna was going to notice them if there was only was familiar bike hiding in New York City. Lacy was the one driving with Dick holding onto his dear life behind her. "If she's going to be seeing Zantana, we have to go to one of the show houses. She's always putting on magic shows, so it shouldn't be that hard to find where she's showing tonight." He explained.

The streets, as to be expected, were packed with cars, bikes, skateboards, baby carriages, and so many people. The air reeked of cigarette smoke and bad air, just like Gotham. "Any ideas of what to do when we get there?" He asked, not really sure if he could really fight against Senna. At least, not at 100%. Even if he did, Senna was the better fighter out of the two, but Dick had more brains than she did on how to use those skills.

[RedBalloon]

Lacy drove fast and seemingly reckless by weaving in and out of traffic; she was very precise, however, on what she was doing so there was no danger. She scrunched up her nose at reek of filth in the air, but it was only a small difference to smell compared to Gotham. "Subdue her?" She suggested. "I've got a few strong tranquilizers and one that can take even me down." The strongest potent was strong enough to make a rhino fall in an instant. If all else failed that she had on her person at that moment, they could contact Ace who has a surplus of gadgets for all sorts of things.