Revenge watched. The Shadow placed something in the drawer and began to close it.

Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.

It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten secondi before detonation.

"Shit!"





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"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.

"You have no say in the matter."

"I do." Revenge growled. 

The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a coltello in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.

"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"

For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.

"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.

"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, te too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"





Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.

Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.

"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he detto in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.


"Target moving north."

"Nightwing?"

"What?"

"Did te hear that?"

"Yeah. I told te the target was moving north."

"It sounded like a girl detto it."

"Do I sound like a girl to you?"

"No."

"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."









The Red Army Rises:
June 2012

For a moment, Revenge was pressed against her in the narrow hallway in complete darkness. Then, there was a light, from Revenge's mask, and the hallway was lit in a dim red light.

"Ladies first." Revenge said.

"Scared?" Batgirl asked.

"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."

Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.

"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."

"Har har, funny."

"Indeed. Watch my back."

"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.

Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.

"Any più smart remarks?"

Prologue to Chapter Nine- "The Beginning of più Troubles"



"Delta Squad, check in."

"Artemis, in position."

"Beast Boy in position."

"Batgirl, in position."

"Wondergirl, in position."

"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."

"Good. Maintain your positions. The mostra is about to start. Nightwing out."


"See? This transmission was picked up da security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On superiore, in alto of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if te can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."