Master of Glass -- Sullivan & Blake

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Before she'd stepped out of SHEILD she had gone down the hall into her room, took a quick shower, put her hair up and grabbed her suit, tight black leggings with a tight maroon shirt that had armor attached to it. She had tightened the belt around her waist and pushed her two guns into the holsters. She had taken out the sword, examining it, that was out of the scabbard on her back. She made sure it was sharpened and then slipped it back in. Now here she was, standing in front of the Empire State University. She swallowed and ran her tongue of her lips. The bitter taste of lip balm attacked her taste buds and she couldn't help but gag a bit. But she couldn't worry about that right now. Right now she had a mission to complete.

She could easily look into her future and see if she'd make it through, but she was afraid of the answer. She also believed that not all futures were set in stone so perhaps she could change it if she did die. But she wasn't sure, her positive visions seemed pretty accurate. For a split second her mind when to Detective John Blake, her partner in the Gotham City Police Department. She sighed at the thought and realized she'd never spoken how she felt and now there was a possibility that she was going to die. She hung her head slightly, I'm sorry Blake...I hope Gordon gives you a descent partner, you deserve it...

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Agent Amelia Raven Smith took a deep breath took one last look at the world around her and plunged into the building ready to face her death if that were to be her fate. If it was then she allowed herself to finally admit it to herself. Even if Blake would never know at least she would die knowing that she had finally allowed herself to believe it.

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The lights flickered and went out. Amelia was stranded in the dark and she heard the door click, there was no way out. She was stuck here with the Master of Glass. She heard his feet on the ground and the sword rasped as it was pulled free from the scabbard on her back. "Come and fight me you coward." she hissed. [/blockquote][/color]

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Sullivan sat inside the University as the door creaked open he waved a hand shutting off the lights. He slid the door closed and made it lock, smirking as the girl called out to come and fight her, that he was a coward. He glared at her and smashed the lights, letting the glass rain down on her before taking it into a ball and shooting it at her.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia covered her head as the lights were smashed, but just before the shards hit her they were taken away and a ball of glass shot at her. She looked away, squeezing her eyes shut as thousands of little shards cut into her flesh. She yelped at the intense pain all over her body. The worst one was close to her heart and she was having trouble breathing from the one that seemed to have slipped through her rib-cage and punctured a lung. Millions of scratches lined her legs and her arms and her sides and across her neck. She had one on her cheeks that teared with blood, but still the ones that caused the most pain was the one by her heart, the one in her lung and the other in her stomach, close to her hip.

She swallowed a bit and spat blood at the ground. "Coward!" She shouted, her voice filled with pain even though she tried to push it away. Blood dripped from her mouth and she wiped it away angrily. She couldn't die at the beginning of the mission she had to at least try or beat his ass a bit.

She pulled out her gun and shot once, twice, three times in Sullivan's direction, pain consuming her, causing her to stumble after the gun kicked in her hand. She coughed on the blood rising in her throat and spit it out onto the ground.

[John Blake]

Blake had slipped to Manhattan for the weekend, he was on leave after solving the murder case with his Partner, Amelia Raven Smith. He smiled at the though of her, but remasked his face, because he wasn't Blake at the moment.
He was Robin
He looked down over the street, his armor, not unlike the Batman's, was resting comfortably on his skin. Green leg pieces and a red chest piece, the yellow Robin Emblem over his heart. He saw a woman walk into the university, glad in armor and armed to the teeth. Is that Amelia?! He jumped from the building, using a grabbing hook to sail over, smashing through the glass window. All was dark, he spun around. "Who's a coward?" He heard her shout it, and turned around in the dark, looking for her. He clicked on night vision, and saw her, bleeding in a corner. He ran over and knelt by her side, masking his voice, making it deeper and not his own. "Ma'am, are you alright?" He almost called her Amelia, as he turned to survey the area, but looked back to her in the end.

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"I'm the coward," chuckled Sullivan as he stepped out, allowing one flickering light to come on. He smirked at the bleeding Amelia and the man kneeling by her. He used his powers and ripped the piece of glass that was imbedded in Amelia's stomach from her and had it hover in front of him. He shot it at Blake with an evil cackle, sounding like it should come from the Joker.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia looked up as the window was smashed through. She couldn't take on two, not like this. Then she heard the voice, asking who was the coward. Then someone was there and her side, asking if she was alright. She turned her eyes to look at the man, he wasn't acting hostile and he was seeing if she was okay so she didn't think he'd attack but felt a firm grip on her gun just in case. She looked into his eyes, they looked so familiar. She gritted her teeth, feeling light headed. She swallowed and spat blood at the floor again.

She screamed in pain, pressing her gloved hand to her side as Sully ripped the glass from, blooding spilled from her wound as she gritted her teeth until her jaw hurt. Her heart pounded in her chest and she felt the weakness leaking into her body, causing her to stumble.

She shouted out, "Watch out!" voice sharp and clipped with pain as the glass from her stomach was shot at the man who'd come in, but she couldn't move to step in front of him.

[John Blake]

He turned slightly as someone said he was the coward. He was about to stand and teach this man a lesson when a scream tore from Amelia's throat.
He turned back to her, seeing as she clutched her stomach, and he frowned, knowing he had nothing in his utility belt to help her. He looked at her, forgetting to mask his face as concern showed in his eyes before he regained control of his mask again.
As she screamed look out, it was to late, the glass had gone an inch into his chest armor, piercing his skin, but it was no where near as badly as Amelia was. He winced slightly as he ripped it out with a gloved hand, a hole, a venerable point, now in his armor.
He threw away the glass, it shattering on the other side of the room as he stood, placing himself between this man and Amelia. "You are a coward." He confirmed, his fists balling in anger at his sides...

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Sullivan chuckled as the man called him a coward. "Am I?" He sneered. "Why would you risk your life to save her?" he gestured at Amelia with a smirk "She's weak, and if you are willing to give up your life for the likes of her then you're weak too." He smirked still and went forward, and went to punch Robin in the face.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia managed to catch the glint of concern in the man's eyes after the scream tore from her. Why would he be concerned about her? Sullivan was right she was just a weak human girl not brave enough to face her own future.

Gritted her teeth to got to her feet, taking her hand away from her wound letting the blood spill freely. She swallowed the blood rising but some leaked out the side of her mouth as she stood tall and shot at Sullivan, her earlier shots had missed. She shot him three times again, her hands wobbling as her vision started to go dark at the edges.

[John Blake]

He dodged under the fist, wincing in pain as a bullet slammed into his side, going through his armor and another grazed his cheek. He winced more as he took a step back. "That's not what makes me weak." He swung several punches at him, hoping to land a few. "That's what makes me strong." He growled as he slid back, moving a hand to cover his wounded side, not looking over at Amelia, knowing it was her bullet, but not caring. She hadn't been aiming for him..right?

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The bullet that grazed Robin's cheek hit Sullivan's shoulder and the other his thigh. He laughed at the one that hit Robin but the laugh was cut off as the man's fist slammed into his jaw. Sully used his power to grab the glass that had slipped into Amelia's ribcage and punctured a lung, he ripped it out with a cruel smirk, rushing at Robin with the glass, trying to stab him with it.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

As the bullet hit the man who'd come to her aid Amelia let horror seep into her pretty azure eyes, now hazy with pain. "I'm so sorry...." she murmured quickly as she was about to shoot at Sullivan again when he used his power to remove the glass from her lung.

She tried to scream, but all that came out was a gurgling cough. She coughed a bit and sucked in breath after breathe but couldn't seem to keep a hold of it as she sank to her knees. She swallowed and gasped and sputtered.

Agent Smith thought she was going to die. She really did. The blackness came quickly from the edges to the middle of her eyes, she felt her body hitting sideways but forced her eyes open, they were wide and she couldn't breathe, the pain in her body immense.

[John Blake]

He winced more, looking at Amelia. "You don't need to be sorry." When another scream ripped through her body he felt the urge to run to her side, to protect her, but he could not.
He flinched as he turned around again, tearing his eyes away from her. He saw the man running at him, he ducked backwards at the last moment.
He winced as the glass knife ran from his jawline up to his mask, hooking the edge and ripping it free from his face as the knife continued across his face, over his nose and off his forehead, blood starting to pour down his face, partially blinding him as he staggered back, trying to wipe it away...

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[Amelia Raven Blake]

Despite the blood Amelia would know that face anywhere. It was her partner. Blake. She murmured his name, barely able to get it out. The tightness in her chest kept her voice from being louder then a hoarse whisper. It took all her strength to rise up to her feet, blood spilling down her front. She'd used up the bullets in her one gun so she threw it to the ground, pulling out her other one.

She pointed it at Sully, her vision blurry. Despite it she pressed her finger down on the trigger. It kicked in her hand and she stumbled, pressing it down again after reloading it. She moved, on shaky legs, in front of Blake, shielding him from any other attack despite her condition being so much worse then his.

[John Blake]

He looked at Amelia, not bothering to cover his voice now as he wiped the blood from his face, spitting out the metallic crimson liquid. "You need to get out of here." He winced in pain when his hand wiped the blood away. He shook his head when she stepped in front of him. He gently moved her behind him, not bothering to get his mask back. He gently let go of her shoulder, his eyes soft, but hardening to stones as he turned around. He glared at the man, raising his fists, blood still streaming down his face, keeping it hard for him to see. "Leave her alone." He growled, blood splattering from his lips as he spoke.

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