Time for a break-in [Silverwing]

[Gaunt]

She seemed to be calming down, that was a relief. Heroes tended to get really peaceful really fast when you reminded them how close they had come to murder. Never mind that he could have survived that anyway, even without the vest, but she had done something that could have killed most people. For a shiny hero, she'd come dangerously close to antihero territory. He knew she could change those cuffs back to knives at any time, so he couldn't quite relax, but it was a step in the right direction.

"Your option is to make me an offer. What can you give me that's worth half a million dollars, plus the risk of evidence getting out?" Of course, it was a trick question. Gaunt had no intention of giving her the money for any reason, but he had to make it seem like he'd made an effort to compromise. If he just said no, she might try to fight him for it. But if they negotiated and she couldn't make a good offer, she would have to choose between leaving him be and attempting an armed robbery. Neither was especially heroic, but one option was downright criminal. With any luck, she would just walk away. He could probably fight her if he had to, but then he would have to choose between killing some superkid or letting her go get backup.

"Remember, this is your problem too. Word of this gets out and you're implicated in four deaths. That's not a great position for a hero to be in, is it?" Reputation was a common weak spot for heroes. They would bend over backwards to protect their rep as flawless do-gooders, hopefully the implied threat of a murder charge would keep her from going overboard.

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! Dang it! As much she hates to admit. He was right. She hates when someone else was right and that someone else was not her. He got her corner and he was right in….EVERYTHING. Again! The idea a villain was being right, sicken her. Can she barf somewhere? She knew she had no option. What can she trade him that worth half a million? Wonder if she could take half a million from her trust fund? Nope. Cos later she was going had to cough with a fly fetch explanation what’s she did with it. Tell Robin! Sure, if you wanna get kick out from Teen Titans, for forgetting the money. Rob a bank?! Nope. Better keep her option open. She wasn't that desperate. Was she? He continue to talking on and on until one line caught her full attention. Implicated to….Whoa!…Wait!....What!...Murder?! How was she rope into that line? Mur-der! “Hey, I wasn’t the one who kill…OUCH!!!!…” She felt a sharp pain in her neck. Something sharp and pointing sticking out from her neck. She felt it and lunge it out, to see what it was. A dart. “Shoot…” She cruse, as she felt herself starting to feel light headed and the last thing she remember was hitting the ground with a heavy thump.

[Gaunt]

Gaunt started to relax. Silverwing seemed to be admitting defeat here. The Titan had finally realized that she had nothing to bargain with. All he had to do was wait until she accepted that and gave up. He kept a poker face, leaning back in his chair. It wouldn't be long now until she left him alone.

She was just starting to get angry again when she was cut off. Gaunt glanced at her neck, eyes widening as he saw the dart. He reached under the table, pulling out his gun and tipping the table to use as cover. The vampire crouched behind it, cursing his own stupidity. He shouldn't have left the door open like that, that was just asking for trouble. He heard footsteps coming in, organized and efficient. This wasn't related to the bank robbery, these guys were real professionals.

Gaunt shimmered out of sight, turning invisible a split second before he stood up from behind the table. Gaunt was about to level at one of them when their leader spoke, pointing a hand at where Gaunt was standing. Gaunt's body froze for a second before going completely limp. He slumped over the table, becoming visible again in a puff of smoke. He tried to move, but his body wasn't responding. Some sort of magic had shut him down. Gaunt could only watch helplessly as they were carried away.

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! Silverwing wakes up daze and confuse with a masses migraine. Urgh, the migraine. It’s hitting her, hard and painfully, focusing all its terror to one side of her head. Lovely. Opening her eyes. She wince at the sight of the light. It was murder. Bloody murder to her eyes. But, as her eyes adjusted to the light. Getting a better view around her and she was stun. Horrified. She doesn’t recognize the place, and where the heck was she? Come on, Kimber! Think! Think and ask yourself. Try to remember. She close her eyes then bits and pieces started to fall into place. Yes, she went underground. Subway. Find Mr. Nos. Try to get money back. Embarrassing fall from table and then...Dart. Oh no...first came into thought after walking down memory lane. She was being kidnapped. What was she going to do? Relax. Relax. She told herself. Breathe. Remember what the Titans had taught you. Yes, try to study the situation and escape or try to get help. But as she got up to move around, she falls after taking a few steps. She looks down to find herself chain to the wall. Chain like an animal. Glop, what has she gotten herself into? She then started to pull the chain with all her strength and fail. Great, what's plan B?

[Gaunt]

Gaunt had been entirely conscious and entirely helpless while they were hauled off. They had put a bag over his head and stuck him in the back of a van with another unmoving body, probably Silverwing. All he could do was lay there like a lump while they were driven away. They drove for a while, probably to another city or out into the country. Before they stopped, Gaunt could feel his powers fading with the sunrise and he started to panic. The van doors open, and he was surprised to feel that he wasn't on fire. The van was somewhere underground. The two of them were carried out and left in a dark cell somewhere.

About an hour after being chained up, Gaunt felt the paralysis fade. He reached for the chain around his neck, feeling an inscription on it. Some sort of spell? He stood perfectly still, trying to go invisible, but it didn't work. This thing was sealing his powers. He looked around the cell, trying to take stock of his surroundings. Silverwing was chained by the leg on the other side of the cell, still out cold. "Hey, kid, wake up!" No response. She must have still had some tranquilizer in her system.

Gaunt retreated to the darkest corner of the cell, setting to work. The placement of his chain made it awkward, but he could rub his shackles against the wall. With enough time, he could wear down the inscription and possibly break the seal. He angled himself so he could rub one surface of the shackle against the steel wall and set to work. It was making a horrible noise, but he would just have to put up with it. In eleven hours the sun would set, and he would be at his peak again. He had to be ready to break out by then.

It was getting towards evening when Silverwing woke up. Whatever they had given her, it had been strong. Gaunt stopped his scraping for a moment, watching her try to explore the cell. She fell, and he spoke up. "Looks like they got us both. Don't worry, I got a plan. Just give me an hour." He started scraping the chain again, not mentioning that his power would come with the sunset. That might give too much away.

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! “YOU!” Silverwing was so happy to see Mr Nos. So happy she wants to kill smack him, or kick him in the face, IN-THE-FACE. Rude, yes but revenge, sweet. But alas he was lucky. He should thank his lucky star, because due to the distance between them and the chain length. It makes it difficult for her to reach him to hurt him. “How dare you drug me?! What did you do to me? Where am I? Where are we? Why am I chain, like an animal?” She started to babble a whole bunch 20 questions to him. No, a whole bunch of 100 questions to Nos. If she can't physically hit him, why not mentally screw him and hurt his brain. Cos this girl demands for answer and she wants it now. Hang on a minute, did he just said...'They got us both.' “Wait, you mean this is not your doing?” After taking a long look, a better look in the dark corner he wasn't kidding. He was as chain up to the wall, like she was. “What's going on?” Now, asking a genuine question of concern.

[Gaunt]

Gaunt stopped scraping, staring as Silverwing ranted. Did she really think he had done this? Had she not seen the chains? Well, this wasn't the first time she'd flown off the handle. The kid was impulsive, and very fond of blaming him for things. He spoke up in his own defense. "Oh no, you caught me. I had myself paralyzed, shoved in a bag, driven halfway across the state, and chained to a wall by my neck so I could hear more of your wonderful conversation." He held out his hands. "Clap me in irons, officer, just in case this one isn't enough." Gaunt tugged at his chain for emphasis.

Soon enough, Silverwing realized that they were both captured. Gaunt went back to work on his chain as she grappled with that shocking revelation. "Yeah, surprise surprise, they guy with a chain around his neck ain't the one what captured you. We got caught, that's what happened. Squad of paramilitaries and a mage who knows a paralysis spell. Trangq'd you, zapped me with the magic, then put us in head bags and tossed us in a van. Check your chain, is it sealing your powers?" He tapped the inscription on his. He had already scraped through enough to break it, but he was still scraping some more. If she knew it was already done, she would start wondering why he was waiting for sunset to bust them out of there. "I'm almost through the seals on mine, then I can get us out. This is gonna get really ugly, so you might wanna stay behind while I clear the place." Gaunt had dealt with situations like this before. The aftermath would usually make a naive hero like Silverwing sick.

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! “I’m sorry…” Silverwing hung her head as she was scolded by Mr Nos, a villain. Can her day get any worse? First, she forgotten to take the money. Then, she has to make a deal with a vampire. Resulting her to try to take matter into her own hand, which of course didn't work out too well. Next, she got darted and taken to who knows where, annnnd now, she gets a scolding from a villain. What a fantastic day, this turns out to be. NOT! Right! Putting that aside, she quickly checks her chain for the inscription Nos told her about, and he was right, yet again. This was becoming a bad habit, and it really has to stop. She brush her hand over her silver cuff, in an attempt to change it into a weapon, and scrap the inscription. But, guess what? Nothing happen. Great! Now, she was powerless too. Adding another to her fantastic day list. Awesome. And wait, did Nos offer to help her escape? “Why?” She asked. “I would presume you want to leave me here and well…leave…” She said, but she did take his warning to heart, when he asked her to step back. “Why? What’s going to happen?” She asked yet again

[Gaunt]

Gaunt hated rich kids, he really did. Sure, it was nice that she had apologized for accusing him like that, and she did seem genuinely sorry. For a moment he had thought they were finding common ground. Then she had turned right around and given him something else to be unhappy about. He paused his grinding for a second, giving her a stern look. "Hey, I just look like a monster. Don't mean I am one. I ain't just gonna leave you chained to a wall to starve."

He started scraping again, talking louder to be heard over the noise. He wasn't sure if their captors were listening in, but if they hadn't done anything yet they probably weren't planning to. If they were spying, then he could at least freak them out and demoralize them a bit. "Besides, practical reasons I can't just ditch you. First thing is I could get blamed if a hero goes missing on my turf, and that's the last thing you want. Second thing is, there ain't gonna be nobody left to bring food if I leave you here. Someone messed with Rat's Nest, there's consequences there. Someone crosses a group like mine and we can't call the cops. We gotta make an example. Make sure they can never give us grief again, and make sure everyone else is too scared to try."

He could feel the sunset was getting closer, but he still wasn't sure how close it was. It was times like these he wished he had a watch or two. Gaunt reminded himself to get one after he got out of here. "Don't suppose you got the time? Anyway, almost out. Once this seal's broken I'm breaking my chains, then yours, then you're gonna want to stay here until I come get you. It's gonna be real ugly out there, you might wanna keep your eyes closed when we leave." Silverwing had looked pretty ill the last time she had seen a dead body, he imagined it would be worse if she saw the aftermath of this.

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! This guy was seriously getting on her nerve…again. “DARN IT! YOUR LOOKS WAS NEVER THE ISSUE HERE. IT’S WHAT YOU DID! WHEN YOU KILL 4 MAN, TOOK THE MONEY AND REFUSE TO GIVE IT BACK!” She snapped back. “What was I supposed to think?” She cross her arms and sat at side of the cell. Starting to sign, when she was force to listen to him talk. Talking about the code of honour and stuff about Rat’s Nest. Honestly, just hearing him say that. He wasn’t such a bad guy after all. “Thanks. Thanks for trying to help me out too…” She apologies yet again, and this really had to stop. It seem to becoming a bad routine between them. She shook her head back, when he asked her about the time. Giving him a look. When he told her, she should sit this one out as he would take care the rest…. “No. I should come along with you and help…” She didn’t want to be leave out, being the damsel in distress. Yet again, she didn’t fully comprehend what was going to happen in hand. She just didn’t want to be leave out as being…useless or weak.

[Gaunt]

Gaunt glared. Real grateful, this one. "I think you mean when I killed four men to save your life. You're welcome, by the way." He had been a bit taken aback by her outburst, she hadn't seemed that upset even when she was trying to stab him. Even more surprising was the use of "darn" in an angry rant. It would have been enough to get a laugh out of him if the situation weren't so serious.

"No problem. I don't like kids getting hurt, and I sure as hell don't like what's going on here. Not gonna leave you stranded here while I make a run for it." Gaunt felt his strength flow back into him as the sun set outside. It was almost night. Within a matter of minutes, he would be ready for their bold escape. He just needed a little more time to get up to full power and then he was going to tear this place apart.

He shook his head when she insisted on coming. "Remember when you saw those bodies down in the tunnels? You were damn near sick. I'm going to be killing people out there, a lot more than before. It'll be better if you're not there when it happens." He slid his fingers under his collar, tearing the metal and pulling himself free. "I'm going to go to work now. Sit tight for a few minutes, I'll be right back." Gaunt tore Silverwing's chain off, breaking her seal, and then kicked down the door of their cell. It was time to clean house.

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! “WAIT!?” Silverwing yells at him before he shuts the door behind him. As she reached out for the door knob, she frozen when she heard people screaming. Not the girly kind, but horrifying one. The kind that runs cold chill down your back. The kind you just wanna cover your ears and stop hearing them. That kind leaves so scare, you didn’t know what to do. But her curiosity, her curiosity was too great to ignore. Even though there was a part of her nagging at her. Nagging her not to open the door, and she did. She wasn’t prepare to see what a normal person would have seen. Blood. Not just a drop of blood, but a pool of blood, and it’s everywhere plus dead bodies. Some had their head snapped, some body part missing and everything body cut up scene imaginable in a horror movies. Taking everything in. She almost passed out, but held herself together. Instead, she threw up. Throwing up whatever she had today and yesterday…meals. “Gosh, I really need to listen to mine nagging side…sometimes...”

[Gaunt]

Gaunt didn't get to cut loose too often. He normally had to hold back and conserve his powers, but this was an all-out fight. He was refueling the whole time, he didn't need to conserve his powers. The results were nothing short of horrifying. Steel doors torn free, bodies flung around like ragdolls, the whole nine yards.

Covering up was a bit more difficult. The security room and the mainframe were easy enough to find, but high-powered magnets weren't easy to find. He had to improvise, stripping a wire with his teeth and coiling it into an electromagnet. Fifteen minutes fighting, about as long on cleanup, and all signs of their presence were gone. All that were left were fingerprints, and his fingers were stretched in a way that made his look distorted and unrecognizable. All he had to take care of was Silverwing's prints in the cell.

And her vomit on the floor. Wonderful.

Gaunt pulled the door off a janitor's closet, pawing through it for some cleaning supplies. "Didn't I tell you to wait? I know my business. You shoulda stayed there, now I gotta clean up your mess. Does the phrase DNA evidence mean anything to you?" He poured out a bottle on the floor. Wouldn't clean the mess, but it would be enough to make any DNA useless to a lab. "Wait here and don't puke no more. I'm gonna go clean up your prints."

A few minutes later, he was back at her side. It had taken a bit to clean everything she had touched, but it would be worth it in the end. "Okay, now stick with me and don't touch nothing. They can't track my fingerprints, I'll handle the doors. We take the van we came in, and we get the [REDACTED] outta dodge. Got it?" This was as close as Gaunt got to reassuring. He really wasn't sure how to handle squeamish supers, but at least they were almost out of the woods.