Robin Vs Deathstroke Novels & Stories

Master Robin said smiling. Dark emotions hiding behind his smiles. It was so obvious he was planning something evil but Gatmos who was blinded by his smiling face couldn't notice it. "Now you are talking my Lord" Gatmos said with a wide smile but his smile seized as he felt his stomach tear. Gatmos looked down his stomach with widened eyes then looked up to Master Robin. "You will die a shameful death Robin" he muttered weakly and slumped. "Fool, you just died shamefully by my sword, you can now go and expose your ancestors," Master Robin said in disgust, kicking the corpse with his boots. He wiped the blood off the sword with Gatmos's robe.

It was so fast that it seemed to have teleported to where Robin was in a blink of an eye. All the colors drained out of Robin’s face. He tried to block it with his staff but the gray-black dagger dodged it effortlessly and immediately sank itself into Robin’s stomach. The pain that followed felt like his flesh was being eaten by the poison. “How could this be!” shouted Robin. He was both shocked and furious. Never in a million years would he think that his most powerful attack would be defeated by a dagger. The dagger was less than a palm’s length while his staff was five-feet-long for crying out loud! He had no idea why all his techniques were useless against the dagger.

Although Robbie was not killed by her, he still died because of her. As she was silent, Tempest and the others were very angry. Storm started blaming Thirteen, saying, “Don’t you know how well the Ares family has treated you? Robie regards the lives of you girls more highly than his own. How could you bear to hurt the person who treats you the best in this world?” Thirteen’s eyes instantly turned red. She muttered, “I didn’t kill Robbie. I never thought of hurting him. Moreover, he died in the military intelligence division, so he sacrificed his life for justice.”

His gaze following every single movement Jayson made, if I didn't hate him and kind of want him dead, then I probably would have appreciated his protection a little more. "Who says I took them down without any help?" I returned the question without hesitation. "There's not a man out there is stupid enough to help a rogue. They especially wouldn't dare help a rogue who was residing so close to the border of another territory," Jayson replied with confidence. "If that's the case then I guess I took them all down on my own. Me, a week she-wolf who has been living the life of a rogue for ten years, single handedly killed eighty of your best fighters. Men who had been trained from the age of twel

He lifts my small wounded and broken wolf form to jump onto the land and lay me down on it softly. Once assured that I was safe, he turns around to the other rogue and that's when the fight begins. 10 seconds....I just counted till 10 seconds to see the rogues fall down dead. One's neck was teared apart from his body while the other was bleeding to death. Pushing their dead bodies into the running water , Volkan clears his snout of their blood in the running stream to only turn around to approach me. I laid there, lifeless and still.