Fic: "Contingency Plan" by kyrdwyn [R]
Title: Contingency Plan
Author: kyrdwyn
Rating: R
Series: Beloved
Fandom: Batman (comics)
Pairings/Characters: Slade Wilson, Roy Harper
Summary: Slade puts his contingency plan into action.
Warnings: AU. Dark AU. CHARACTER DEATH!!
Beta: None
Previous Parts: Beloved | Confusion | Revelation | Conversation | Dead Man's Memories | Maternal Devotion | Protégé | Exposure | Retaliation | Rescue | Meeting of Minds | Breakdown | Support | Plans | Etiam in Morte | Morning After | Sparring
Talia would probably be pissed as hell, Slade thought, but this was fitting. Both he and Harper agreed on that.
He looked down at the melee on the docks. Oracle had arranged for the Gotham media to be present at this battle. So far they were staying well out of the way, likely a result of Batman throwing a batarang at a camera man who had gotten in Batman's line of sight.
Settling back in behind the scope of his rifle, Slade kept his focus on Batman. Arsenal was on a different building, waiting, his sights set on Raptor. Robin wasn't present, so Oracle had put a different plan in place for that. Slade and Arsenal waited with the patience of snipers. They had the right ammunition, they just needed the right circumstances.
Arsenal's rifle discharged twenty minutes into the battle, and Raptor went down. Batman stopped his fight, turning toward his lover, screaming the man's code name. Those few moments gave Slade his shot. He let out half a breath and squeezed the trigger.
Batman went down.
The Gotham media (and Slade noticed that Lois Lane and Clark Kent had somehow known to be there) were speechless, staring at their city's dark 'hero' and his protege as they lay on the ground. Two ninja moved forward cautiously, checking pulses, and discreetly disarming the security on the suits. Once death was confirmed, the ninja melted into the night, leaving the cooling bodies lying on the ground.
"R is secured," Oracle said in Slade's ear.
Slade smirked, knowing Talia would maybe appreciate the delivery of her youngest son. "Did D see?" Slade asked as watched the media, cameras rolling, creep to the bodies. Lois Lane and Vicki Vale looked like they were going to argue over who would remove Batman's cowl. Lois Lane eventually deferred to Vicki Vale at Clark's discreet cough. Clark apparently felt Gotham media should unmask the Batman, not the out of town reporters, given that the man under the cowl was the mayor of Gotham, the city's high society 'prince'.
"He did," Oracle replied. "As did F and T."
Vale pulled back the cowl on Batman, and her gasp of shock was audible to Slade. She immediately moved to Raptor, pulling off his half cowl to reveal Dick Grayson.
"Best damn live TV I've seen in a while," Oracle said with a chuckle. "Social media networks are going nuts. Hashtag BruceWayneIsBatman is trending."
Slade had no idea what that meant, so he said nothing as he disassembled the rifle and packed it away before the police arrived. Arsenal must have been doing the same, as he didn't respond either.
"This was not the plan, Slade," Talia said coolly into the communicator.
"No." Slade closed the lid on his rifle case.
"He should have been mine."
"He was mine for what he did to my sons," Slade growled.
There was silence on the line for long moments. Slade snuck down the fire escape, avoiding the lights of the GCPD vehicles. Harper waited by the bikes, and gave Slade a nod as he got onto his own bike. They started the engines and took off.
"All right, Slade," Talia finally said. "It is done anyway." The line clicked off and Slade and Harper rode on in silence until they were almost back at the safe house where they'd started their night from. Then the line clicked back on.
"Thank you," a small voice said before the line closed again.
Slade closed his eyes briefly. "You're welcome, son," he said, to both Tim Drakes.
Author: kyrdwyn
Rating: R
Series: Beloved
Fandom: Batman (comics)
Pairings/Characters: Slade Wilson, Roy Harper
Summary: Slade puts his contingency plan into action.
Warnings: AU. Dark AU. CHARACTER DEATH!!
Beta: None
Previous Parts: Beloved | Confusion | Revelation | Conversation | Dead Man's Memories | Maternal Devotion | Protégé | Exposure | Retaliation | Rescue | Meeting of Minds | Breakdown | Support | Plans | Etiam in Morte | Morning After | Sparring
Talia would probably be pissed as hell, Slade thought, but this was fitting. Both he and Harper agreed on that.
He looked down at the melee on the docks. Oracle had arranged for the Gotham media to be present at this battle. So far they were staying well out of the way, likely a result of Batman throwing a batarang at a camera man who had gotten in Batman's line of sight.
Settling back in behind the scope of his rifle, Slade kept his focus on Batman. Arsenal was on a different building, waiting, his sights set on Raptor. Robin wasn't present, so Oracle had put a different plan in place for that. Slade and Arsenal waited with the patience of snipers. They had the right ammunition, they just needed the right circumstances.
Arsenal's rifle discharged twenty minutes into the battle, and Raptor went down. Batman stopped his fight, turning toward his lover, screaming the man's code name. Those few moments gave Slade his shot. He let out half a breath and squeezed the trigger.
Batman went down.
The Gotham media (and Slade noticed that Lois Lane and Clark Kent had somehow known to be there) were speechless, staring at their city's dark 'hero' and his protege as they lay on the ground. Two ninja moved forward cautiously, checking pulses, and discreetly disarming the security on the suits. Once death was confirmed, the ninja melted into the night, leaving the cooling bodies lying on the ground.
"R is secured," Oracle said in Slade's ear.
Slade smirked, knowing Talia would maybe appreciate the delivery of her youngest son. "Did D see?" Slade asked as watched the media, cameras rolling, creep to the bodies. Lois Lane and Vicki Vale looked like they were going to argue over who would remove Batman's cowl. Lois Lane eventually deferred to Vicki Vale at Clark's discreet cough. Clark apparently felt Gotham media should unmask the Batman, not the out of town reporters, given that the man under the cowl was the mayor of Gotham, the city's high society 'prince'.
"He did," Oracle replied. "As did F and T."
Vale pulled back the cowl on Batman, and her gasp of shock was audible to Slade. She immediately moved to Raptor, pulling off his half cowl to reveal Dick Grayson.
"Best damn live TV I've seen in a while," Oracle said with a chuckle. "Social media networks are going nuts. Hashtag BruceWayneIsBatman is trending."
Slade had no idea what that meant, so he said nothing as he disassembled the rifle and packed it away before the police arrived. Arsenal must have been doing the same, as he didn't respond either.
"This was not the plan, Slade," Talia said coolly into the communicator.
"No." Slade closed the lid on his rifle case.
"He should have been mine."
"He was mine for what he did to my sons," Slade growled.
There was silence on the line for long moments. Slade snuck down the fire escape, avoiding the lights of the GCPD vehicles. Harper waited by the bikes, and gave Slade a nod as he got onto his own bike. They started the engines and took off.
"All right, Slade," Talia finally said. "It is done anyway." The line clicked off and Slade and Harper rode on in silence until they were almost back at the safe house where they'd started their night from. Then the line clicked back on.
"Thank you," a small voice said before the line closed again.
Slade closed his eyes briefly. "You're welcome, son," he said, to both Tim Drakes.