Thread: Worlds Finest (Vash x Kei)

Tim Drake sat alone a the top of a Gotham sky scrapper. Was he in his red and green Robin attire? No. Was he in his black and red redesign of the Robin suit? No. Thanks to a certain Damian Wayne those suits will not see the light of day for quite a long time. His new suit, now under the identity as Red Robin, consists of along-sleeved red tunic, along with black boots, tights, gauntlets with triangular fins for defense , cape and cowl homage to his now former mentor. It also includes a black-and-gold utility belt that carries his weaponry such as his bo staff Tim's personal favorite and throwing discs. He would admit that the suit is nothing new, Tim had been wearing a hero costume for awhile now and they all started to feel the same, but this one felt somewhat different. With the past suits they were all conected by the simple R on the left side of his chest. He was taking over a position already filled by two other people. This suit was different, it was his own, no others before him have taken this title. He was now truly his own hero. With that thought he got up from where he was sitting and looked over the city. It was time to make himself known. He stepped to the edge of the building and took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. After the exhale had ended he took a small leap off of the roof. He plummeted toward the ground, the wind whipping around him, the cowl keeping his hair from blowing all over the place. When he was a few meters from the ground he gripped his cape. An electrical signal from his gloves went through the material in his cape and stiffened the spines in them and the cloth tightened around them to form stiff wings. The wind caught in the pockets and Tim was able to pull out of his dive and into a speedy glide over the rooftops of Gotham. God he loved being the adoptive son of Bruce Wayne, it had so many perks! After gliding for awhile he was able to pick up on an alarm ringing on one of the streets. Tim looked up in the sky and saw no bat signal in the sky, Bruce wasn't out tonight. He decided this was a good time to let himself be known, start small and make them afraid of one of the new heroes in town... well really an old one in a new costume but that was besides the point. He zoomed over to the roof opposite of the alarm and took a look at what he was up against. He saw that a group of five thugs or so robbing an electronic store, this was going to be fun. He reached into one of his poutches and withdrew a throwing disk. He threw it at the alarm and silenced it, the red flood light from the alarm was broken and therefore was shut off and the store was pitch black, this of course had the thugs startled and reaching for their guns. He launched himself into the store and tackled one of the thugs to the floor and knocking him out with a quick punch across the face. At this point Tim was hunched over the thug, the cape covering the rest of the costume. The thugs had their guns drawn but they were shaking saying, Oh no its The Bat!! When Tim stood up straight and turned around they stopped shaking. What?! That's not the bat, it's just some punk kid wannabe! Before any of them had the idea of actually shooting at him Tim grabbed a pellet from his harness and threw it to the ground. When it hit a large plum of smoke filled the room and Tim went out of sight. They started panicking again and randomly shot into the smoke. Tim already being out of the smoke was able to star picking them off one by one. When they were all taken care of he had them all strung up by a light pole. It was a pretty good start to the night.