<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<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Raven<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Normally when he held a girl's hand it felt warm and pleasant unless they were trying to kill him. This was different as Raven took his hand. Visions of a hellish landscape with a massive demon, for he could think of no other word for him, looming in the distance. The cause of the destruction? Yes, there was no doubt of it. Clearly this was something that needed to be considered. He wasn't used to visions but he was certain that this was no telepathic trick. Having been around M'gann for as long as he had he was sure he could detect mental influences. This wasn't a fake vision but a magical connection of some sort. He pulled his hand away once she let go.<br/><br/>"Words might not convey everything but a warning would have been nice," he said but shrugged "still, if that's true then we do have something to discuss. Alright, I'll trust you for now and we can go somewhere else. I have a home we can go to. Some of my friends are already there so you can discuss it with them. Need you to stand close since you have to teleport with me."<br/><br/>Once he said that he placed his hands on her shoulders, unless she moved away from him, and used the teleporters in Happy Harbor to go from New York to his home in Bludhaven. In fact he would appear just inside the door knowing that Star and this Batman would be here somewhere.<br/><br/>"Star," he called out "where are you? I've got something we all need to discuss to. That includes the Bat."<br/><br/>Dick tossed his jacket and normal clothes to the side letting his black and blue bodysuit remain with the escrima sticks clearly located on his hips.<br/><br/>"Let's go to them Raven," he said "and you can tell them what you told me. Or show them what you showed me if you want."