Robin Vs Deathstroke Novels & Stories

"They haven't spotted us yet." "No." The Shadow Knight descended from the ridge, moving toward the deadwood forest. "They've tracked me this far. Let them find what they seek." "You can't mean to fight all twenty. Even with your power..." "Not fight. Hunt." The distinction was significant. Direct confrontation would indeed be risky, even with the Soulstone's power. But the Deadwood Crossings offered different possibilities. The petrified forest, with its maze of stone trunks and shadowed corridors, would negate the hunters' advantage of numbers and blessed weapons.

My spaced out brain idly concludes I’m racking up quite the body count these days, and not the sexy, fun kind. The tattooed stump reminds me of Strike. The guitar toting, Robyn-touching bastard. The fucker tracked her to the silver exiles hideout the morning of the grain heist. Holding her by the throat just like the green bruises she used to sport. I had to intervene. I rushed out of my hiding spot, jumping from my brown horse, Ares. Robyn was against a tree, stammering, her delicate skin even paler, searching for someone to help her.

“He bolted the door, morphed into his wolf form, and carried the human on his back. He then broke through the glass and ran into the woods, but a trail of blood led us to him.” Jayden exhaled deeply where he stood in his flowing black robe. When he had been doing it, it had almost seemed heroic. Now it almost felt like he was not the one who had been doing all of it after all. “They were in a thick covering of grass, and William Robin lunged in to attack them— He thought we had the odds, but Jayden was quicker. As William Robin was in mid-air, Jayden jumped towards him and ripped off his throat, killing the man instantly.”

He demanded being evil. " Ok yes of course!!" Manik said with angry face sarcastically. " Promise me!" He asked. He still having his evilness. " You bloody bastard you are telling us or i should shot you till that time you lost your breath." Robin shoted. " I don't have any fear of death. I know i am very near to my death but i know one more thing that you won't let me die because if i die who would told you the person name who is trying to ruin you being in your own team." That leader said smirking.

Unlike Rubeus or Regulus he didn't just fight with his words or fists and consider the squabble done , no , instead he would use his layers upon layers of schemes and make sure that the person who offended him , would never raise his head in front of him again . Didn't he did the same thing to her? Compared to Rubeus cold indifference and Regulus constant quarreling , Robin was the only one who used the most vicious way to deal with her . That is to give hope to someone who was already on the verge to dying and then squashing that hope when someone finally believed that he had a way out. He gave her hope that he will treat her like a family and then stomped on her hope with his foot , though

However, that's when everything changed. I watched on in horror as Sienna was thrown from him and onto the mat. He turned around and began crushing her throat with the wire from the ring. Pushing down on it with his entire weight to cut off her oxygen supply. "We're here." Javier calls out. I don't even wait for the car to stop. I open my car door and jump from the still-moving car, and run as fast as I ever have in my life into the building. My eyes go wide as I see her arms hang down from the side of the ring, no sign of life in her. The moment her lifeless body comes into my peripheral, I see red. The darkest crimson to have ever existed. Everyone around me disappears as my eyes land on m

Robin smiled and pulled me along with him as Ryan chuckled behind as I struggled, but Robin gripped my hands tightly and it hurt more so I gave up struggling. They wouldn't kill me, would they? No, they won't, the school was too big… "Whatever you are thinking, it is the opposite," Robin whispered in my ears and I looked up to his dark eyes. When did Robin become this evil and what was his plan now?

“ Just a bit woozy sweetheart nothing more.” Robin’s attention was diverted by this sudden move of her parents and Mike, taking advantage of his distraction Cain barrelled towards him shifting mid-air. There was a nauseating crack as he slammed into Robin and sent him flying to the ground. Robin groaned before palming the back of his head. He looked at the blood that was dripping off his hand and glared at Cain’s wolf as he muttered, “ You are dead, you f*cker .” And then he shifted as well, causing the warehouse to crack and groan. Reyna stared at the two wolves as Robin jumped on Cain like a beast as he started clawing and biting.

I breathed with a huff. That name bears power, but I feel that’s not right. Just look at the picture he’s painted for the men. Robin’s death is definitely going to spark a mixed reaction. They'll feel like they’re just pet assets that we use and dump when we’re done with them. Well, I'm sorry to say, but that's exactly what they are.

I forced a smile and left the throne room, with my foot against the wall, I waited for Storm. The moment he came out of the throne room, I walked over grabbed him by the collar, and pushed him in between tight corners. "What the………" He gasped when I punched the wall opposite him. "What fucking game are you playing?" He scoffed. "What do you mean?" "You know exactly what I mean." "What do you want Roberto?" He titled his head, "Tell me, what is it?" The question is. "What do you want?" "My father's death, isn't that so simple? His death and the death of your father too."