<div class="floatright">(https://s23.postimg.org/6p2t60w4b/Sam_Winchester.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Richard "Nightwing" Grayson<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Day One, 3 A.M.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Raven<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>There were a lot of things happening in the world at any given time and not all of them were going to be good. Villains never rested and neither did heroes as a result. For people like Dick, however, it was part of the job that he loved. Long hours filled with challenges and being able to help people fueled him. That and the fact that his life had been mostly based around figuring out how to balance everything while dealing with who knew what on the streets of Gotham. So that was why, at 3 AM, he was sitting in front of one of his computers scanning all sorts of data. Someone had to do it and since he was at home in Bludhaven he had some of the best computers outside the League and the Batcave. Numerous things pinged on his map with a brief description of incursions and the handful of people dealing with them. Two had popped up earlier. One he had told Kori about and she had flown off to take a look for herself though, naturally, Dick had sent the information to the team in Happy Harbor.<br/><br/>The one he had saved for himself was a disturbance in New York. Nothing there seemed to be destroyed nor did anything seem to have really happened there. It was like a forewarning of things to come whatever they may be. Well, Star had gone to see a crater. He was going to see something else. It wouldn't take him too long to get there and he arrived in plain clothes after using the Zeta-Beam teleporters. His suit was on under the clothes but he could hide that easily enough as well as his assortment of gadgets and escrima sticks. He walked down the street, hands in his pockets, keeping his eye out for any sign of oddities. Besides the normal ones for a city this size.<br/><br/>Then his eyes came across someone distinctly abnormal. A shadow moving without a person or animal to cast it. Normal people missed it because they were too busy to look down. Nightwing noticed it because it was out of the ordinary and that usually meant trouble in his line of work. He walked casually but tracked the shadow as best he could hoping it would lead him to something or it would otherwise provide some sort of clue as to what the hell it was. For now he simply stalked it while staying mostly hidden. He got a call from Starfire, though, and he sighed. Listening to the message without averting his eyes from the shadow more than he needed to he listened to the message. He sent a message back through text so as not to raise any alarms.<br/><br/>"Kory, take this Batman you found either to Bludhaven or somewhere quiet. I'll make my way to you once I've figured out what's going on here in New York. If it isn't our Batman then you need to be really cautious. Who knows what tricks he could have up his sleeves. Future Bat or not I'd prefer you be safe than surprised."<br/><br/>With the message sent he returned his attention to the task at hand. Whatever this was had to be mystical, nothing else made much sense, and he was suddenly wishing he could just call up Zatanna and have her come help with this. Magic wasn't exactly in his wheelhouse.