The death of Wild Cat had reached the disguised Dick Grayson's ears. His former mentor Batman had relayed the information to him, as the failures of the Justice League were soon all over the news. Of course the portrayal in the media was that Wild Cat had gone feral, deemed a threat to society he was gunned down during a chase. His death was not made out to be a murder but more the victim of circumstance, "you break the law you risk the consequences." Those were the words of the reporter, Not a wise choice at all considering what had went down, but the media played off of the idea that heroes could be dangerous. It created controversy and that made the media industry money.<br/><br/><br/>Nightwing knew that Black Canary would be angry, that much had been relayed to him as well, by both Batman and Green Arrow, and he was warned that if he saw her to give her a wide birth. He was told not to fall for anything she said, that she was crazy with rage and anger. Considering his sources Nightwing wasn't sure how much to actually believe, his trust in Batman had been broken when he was idly dismissed as his sidekick after being shot by Joker, and Green Arrow wasn't exactly known for being upfront and honest about things. He was in<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fstatic.comicvine.com%2Fuploads%2Foriginal%2F7%2F73958%2F1850507-bludhaven_001_map.jpg&amp;hash=247b587d282f369546c9c26988274996" href="https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/7/73958/1850507-bludhaven_001_map.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> Bludhaven</a>though, and he didn't suspect that Black Canary would be coming his way anytime soon, most heroes didn't, it was a dump in most of their eyes.<br/><br/><br/>The night air was cool, a thunderstorm was brewing on the horizon, a smile formed on the lips of the hero. He couldn't ask for a finer night to patrol the corrupted streets. He had been here for a while, and though he had many victories he also had his setbacks. The criminal element had grown stronger, more crazies came forth to lead the gangs he was trying to break. A silent alarm triggered at the Municipal Train Yards brought him out of his gaze. Nightwing sprang to life as he jumped down from the roof of St. Eustace Church and landed perfectly on his Nightcycle as he sped across the Littleneck Narrows Bridge. He bobbed and weaved in and out of traffic as he hurtled toward his target. It wasn't long until he arrived and parked his bike nearby.<br/><br/><br/>The main office was dark, so whoever triggered the alarm was likely somewhere in the yard itself. Nightwing headed in as he carefully looked around at some of the older abandoned train cars. He suspected a homeless person had likely tripped the alarm on accident, and was looking for a cozy place to sleep. He hoped that was the case, it would make things easier for him. Finally he came to a car in the middle of the yard, not a sole appeared to be close by, but the doors were opened up. Nightwing hopped in to have a closer look, "hello, is anyone there?" He called out in the darkness.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="112" data-username="@Kitara Dietrich" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/112/">@Kitara Dietrich</a>