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J'anna J'onzz ([info]burningmartian) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-02-15 14:08:00


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Entry tags:inactive - j'anna j'onnz, npc - tim drake, plot - "blackest night"

A Night of No Stars (Tim)
It was a rare night when patrol--for both Tim and J'anna--was shorter than the usual so they decided to take advantage of it with a quiet night in: dinner, some dvds, and then quality time (snuggling included.)  They were already well into part two of their evening, with J'anna curled up on the couch with Tim, a big bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and one of the old black and white romances J'anna seemed permanently enchanted with on the television.  J'anna herself was about half asleep and she suspected Tim was, too.

That's when she heard a noise.

"Tim, did you hear that?"



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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-16 01:19 am UTC (link)
Tim's eyes open the moment he hears the sound.

"Yeah, I did. Sounds like it came from the Crow's Nest upstairs. Something probably fell over, otherwise the alarm system--"

Then a red, blinking square suddenly appears in the upper right corner of the TV. The alarm system in action.

"And someone's found their way in. I'll deal with this." Tim says, heading toward the stairs to his base.

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-16 03:27 am UTC (link)
Tim won't make it all the way up the stairs to his base.

He'll be confronted a few steps in with an old familiar face.

"Hello Alvin."

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-16 03:33 am UTC (link)
It's difficult to shake Tim Drake or surprise him and throw him out of his zone, but Giselle's appearance does the job handily.

"Giselle? How...how did you get in here?" he asks, his expression one of utter confusion.

(COMPASSION)
(LOVE)

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[info]burningmartian
2011-02-17 01:41 am UTC (link)
"Tim, everything okay?"

J'anna heard him stop and she herself got up to go after him.

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-17 01:43 am UTC (link)
"Does it matter, Alvin? Or should I call you Tim? What does your alien whore call you when she's pretending to be me?"

Giselle moved slowly towards him with a slight smile on her dark face.

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-17 01:51 am UTC (link)
This...this was wrong. Giselle couldn't be /here/. He remembered, and can still see, the scars from where the Artist slashed her throat. The places he took the blood from to introduce himself to Tim.

Death had been too good for Frank Wells.

"Giselle, I don't know who did this to you, but I'm going to make it stop. I promise. Just let me help you." Tim implores.

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-17 01:54 am UTC (link)
"Help me? You let me believe you were cheating on me, Tim. You couldn't even be true to me about your name." She frowned, then looked just past him at J'anna. "So that is what you have replaced me with? What lies do you tell her? Does she know you are a liar, Timothy?"

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-17 01:58 am UTC (link)
(COMPASSION)

"Giselle, I should have been honest with you, and I was wrong for not doing that. I...a lot of things happened and I needed to be someone else. I was going to tell you." he says quietly.

"J'anna knows the truth, though. She knows how wrong I was to lie to you and that I blame myself for what happened. We both can help you, if you let us. Will you tell me who did this to you?" Tim asks.

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-17 02:03 am UTC (link)
"You know who did this to me and you couldn't even do anything about him!" She smiled, sickly. "You made me what I am. You!"

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[info]burningmartian
2011-02-17 02:05 am UTC (link)
"Tim?" J'anna came into view and saw...Tim and his deceased fiancee. "Tim?"

(FEAR)

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-17 02:11 am UTC (link)
"J'anna...don't do anything, honey. I've got this. Giselle just wants to talk." Tim tells her, trying to sound reassuring.

"This is my fault, Giselle. One-hundred percent my fault. You can be as angry at me as you want, but J'anna's not your enemy." he says.

(COMPASSION)
(HOPE)
(LOVE)

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-17 02:18 am UTC (link)
"No, not my enemy. Just a sad, pathetic excuse for a replacement. Don't worry, my love. I'll help her find peace."

Suddenly Giselle's expression turned menacing and she lunges at J'anna.

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[info]burningmartian
2011-02-17 02:19 am UTC (link)
"The hell?"

J'anna, not entirely sure what is going on, takes a swing at Giselle.

"Tim, why is there a CORPSE in our house?"

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-17 05:01 pm UTC (link)
Tim leaps at Giselle, trying to keep her from going after J'anna.

"J'anna, get out of here! I'll handle this!" he yells.

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-18 12:21 am UTC (link)
"I'm going to help her, Alvin," Giselle says almost gleefully as she pushes Tim aside. The swing J'anna takes is easily caught in a decaying hand.

"He is mine, you sad pathetic thing. Find peace." Giselle reaches out a hand for the center of J'anna's chest.

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[info]burningmartian
2011-02-18 12:21 am UTC (link)
When Giselle grasped J'anna's hand, she went intangible and then invisible, moving back and away, trying to get behind Tim.

What in the hell...

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-18 03:06 am UTC (link)
Tim reaches for a set of disks he keeps stashed at his computer desk and flings two of them at Giselle to throw off her aim.

"GISELLE! STOP THIS! This isn't you! Just let me help you and we can work this out!" he yells.

(FEAR)
(RAGE)
(COMPASSION)

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-21 01:10 am UTC (link)
The disks strike Giselle but do not seem to phase her even though they injure her destroyed flesh. She continues on and goes straight for J'anna.

"There is nothing to work out, my love. First she will find peace and then you and I will be together."

She launches at J'anna.

"Accept peace, alien whore."

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[info]burningmartian
2011-02-21 01:11 am UTC (link)
That there is a dead woman animated and trying to come after her and Tim throws J'anna so far off her game it's not even funny. That and the milk she'd been drinking earlier. This time when Giselle comes at her, J'anna isn't fast enough.

The woman's hand rips into her chest and J'anna screams.

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-21 03:37 am UTC (link)
"NOOOOO!"


(RAGE)
(FEAR)

Tim can't believe his eyes as he watches his past love tear out the heart of the woman he loves now. He leaps at Giselle, trying to stop her, to do /anything/ to keep from watching another woman he loves die...but it's too late.

He's always too late when it counts.

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[info]burningmartian
2011-02-21 03:43 am UTC (link)
Death is not instantaneous when one's heart is torn from their chest. The time from assault to death varies from person to person but thirty seconds is a solid average, enough time to understand. As Giselle's hand pulls back and takes her heart with it J'anna, falls to her knees and looks up at Tim.

"I'm sorry..."

It's not her life she's concerned with. All she understands is that she's failed to save him.

"Tim..."

Her body hits the floor with a soft thud.

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[info]black_lantern
2011-02-21 03:43 am UTC (link)
Giselle, still clutching J'anna's heart, turns to Tim.

"Now we can be together."

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[info]bloodred_robin
2011-02-21 04:10 am UTC (link)
"Are you out of your fucking mind?! There's no way I would /ever/ be with you again, Giselle! Not after this!

You hate me for lying to you about the Artist? Fine. You hate me for getting you killed? Fine!" Tim snarls, moving toward the entertainment center. He can't believe this plan ever had to come into effect, because he never expected to be attacked at home by his dead ex-fiancee. He never expected to be this defenseless.

He never expected to watch another woman he loved die in front of him ever again.

"But this...you're no better than Wells is. You could have killed me and had your revenge, and I'd have been fine with that.

Now, when I send you back to the afterlife, I'm cremating the body." Tim growls.

He reaches for his grappling gun and a small detonator as he presses a small red button behind the television. He didn't tell J'anna about the evacuation plan as he never planned for her to live with him or be home if he ever had to use it. And even if he did, fire didn't hurt her. He was the only one taking any risks.

And now, Tim Drake realizes that J'anna is dead, like Giselle, because of all the things he never told her.

"Go back to hell, bitch."

(RAGE)

Tim turns and dives from his third story window, suddenly glad that he purchased the empty brownstone when he got to Star City a year ago. He always knew it wasn't permanent, but his way of dealing with this situation is.

As he falls, he counts down ten seconds. This is the amount of time it will take for everything in his computers to download to his bolthole base in the sewers of the Triangle.

When he counts to one, Tim presses the button on the detonator, firebombing the entire brownstone in one brief flash of light and heat, then fires the grappling gun and swings away. He counts himself lucky that it's late at night and not broad daylight, or his secret would be out.

But he'd scream to the heavens that he's Red Robin and that he was once Robin, the Teen Wonder, if it meant he could have J'anna beside him right now.

I'm sorry, Martian-girl. I'm so sorry I failed you.

And he swings away into the night, intent on finding out who did this and how...because that person or persons just shot to the top of his list, even over the League of Assassins, if it wasn't them.

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[info]warriorwilled
2011-02-25 02:22 am UTC (link)
-(DONE)-

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