Ricky rode the elevator down. They would arrive in the hallway on the first floor. They had not done anything down there. But it was a testament to the thick walls that they had not heard all that gunfire. Or they had and they would be waiting.
Unfortunately, Ricky was out of nonlethal methods for taking people down. He took the time the elevator took to reload his grenade launcher with a flash grenade. Then when the elevator dinged and the elevator door opened he glanced outside into the hallway. There was no one there. He stepped out and just in time as the hatch in the elevator creaked and Red Robin dropped into the elevator.
He kneed the first mercenary in the head, breaking his gas mask and bringing him down to the ground. He then kicked aside the next mercenary's gun. But that was all Ricky saw as he moved down the hall away from the elevator so he could no longer see inside.
But as Ricky was halfway down the hall he heard a shout and turned around to see Red Robin coming bounding out of the elevator coming straight toward him. He threw a pair of robin flavored batarangs.
Ricky sidestepped one of them while the other hit him in the chest. Sticking into his kevlar vest. He then stepped back as Red Robin tried to punch him. But instead of completely backing off he brought a fist with the carbon fiber brass knuckle and hit him in the armpit.
Red Robin yelped in pain. His arms reacted on instinct, flinching away from Ricky. Instead of backing off, Ricky stepped on Red Robin's cape and headbutted him. Red Robin reeled back with a bloody nose but not before throwing another batarang. This one aimed at his exposed wrist where his glove and wrist failed to meet.
Instead of sinking in his wrist it bounced off only leaving a slight red mark on his skin. Red Robin's eyes widened in surprise but before he could do something else Ricky kneed him in the chest and then slammed him into the ground with his free hand.
He looked at Red Robin for an extra second before he was confident that he was unconscious. The other mercenaries walked over from the elevator. Some of them were sporting injuries or just limping. "You sure we can't just kill him?"
"Leave him. Like I said before, killing them will only bring more trouble than it is worth." Ricky explained as he walked to the door to the garage. He walked out to see the other mercenaries. It was time to plan their escape. "Three of you to a vehicle." He glanced down at the armored case and smiled.
This plan would end up working great. He just hoped it would not get him on the radar of Batman or any other big names.
A few minutes later two of the police cruisers and a swat van sped out of the police station. Just in time too as they had begun to realize something was wrong when no one else was called in to switch from patrol.
As soon as they hit their first intersection they separated. Each one going in a different direction. Meanwhile Tim woke up from his quick nap. He had a bruised ego and a few other bruises but he was otherwise completely fine.
"Sorry Batman, they got away from me. But I managed to plant a tracker on the case they came for." Tim spoke over the comms as he pulled himself up and moved toward the stairs. Now that he was injured he would be of no help so he might as well go wake up Gordon.
Batman was racing down the street in his batmobile. He had seen the vehicles separate and gave chase to the swat truck. "They took three vehicles. I am going after the swat truck." He announced as he sped up.
Nightwing, who was following Batman up until this intersection, went to the right, following one of the police cruisers. "I will get one of the cruisers. Penny-One please tell me mine is the one with the tracker."
"I am afraid I will have to disappoint both of you. It appears the tracker is on the other patrol car." Alfred responded as he glanced over at Damien who was grumbling while he trained. "Miss Quinn on the other hand is on the right track."
There were grunts and groans of annoyance as Harley celebrated, "Yipee!" Then after a moment she continued, "but as much as I like going after the right guy. I feel like something is off." She continued as she got closer to the cruiser and pulled up alongside it looking in the back and front seats before she had to slide back as the mercenaries tried to drive her off the road. "I was right, unless it is in the trunk, we are kinda cooked."
"The swat truck was empty, the three mercenaries are both out cold." Batman announced a moment later.
"Cruiser is empty too. One out cold the other two slipped away." Nightwing announced.
Then a few minutes later after Harley managed to get the cruiser to crash she popped open the trunk but groaned as she saw the small light coming from the tracker. "Yup, nothing. Well, except your tracker." She looked back up front and noticed the mercenaries had all slipped away.
"How? That plant was flawless." Red Robin groaned. "Penny-One, pull up the precinct's security footage. Go from my fight in the hallway with their leader to wherever they went afterwards."
"Doing it now." Penny-One confirmed and then narrated. "You got beat up, then they went to the precinct's garage and then he pulled the tracker off the case like he knew it was there."
"Shit." Red Robin cursed.
"Language. Then… that is it. The camera gets destroyed." Alfred confirmed.
"Get back to the precinct. I will interrogate the prisoners I have. But I need the rest of you to track down the package from the precinct." Batman planned out before he grabbed the mercenaries and pulled them up to the roof.
"Woah!" The mercenaries woke up hanging from their feet from a building.
"First one to tell me what I know doesn't get dropped." Batman told them.
"What do you want to know?" One of them asked.
"We were just hired to steal something from the police precinct. That is all we know." The other one answered.
"Who is your boss?"
""Red Hood!"" They yelled out at the same time.
"Then who did he leave in charge of the precinct break in?" Batman asked with a growl.
"No clue." One of them answered.
"Red Hood has picked up on recruiting new talent. It might be one of them." The other answered.
"Then what did you come to steal?"
"Umm…" They both looked at each other then shrugged. "We do not know but that guy in charge was looking at a file when we arrived and I was the next one to arrive after him."
"I can tell you the rooftop we met up at." One of them volunteered. The other one cursed before he was dropped into a dumpster full of trash below.
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