Like any other DC Animated Movie Fightscene...

Everyone had arrived early, but at the stroke of midnight each stepped out of their hiding shadows. Spoiler and Black Bat, Red Robin, Batgirl and Nightwing, Batman and Robin. Emma didn’t try to out do them and only stepped out from the bell tower’s windows.

“Can you fight in that?” Daemon asked.

Emma chided herself, in costume he was Robin.

“I can defend myself just as well as my brother,” Emma said calmly.

“Let’s test that,” Robin charged her.

Emma knew that he would try to get her to sweep kick him, and would launch himself for a jump kick just out of range of the sweep kick. Instead she let him jump at her and side stepped, grabbing his torso as he flew by and spun around handing the boy off to Black Bat who had tried to sneak up on her.

“Here you go,” Emma said before kicking the surprised girl’s feet out from under her.

Emma then leaned back and avoided Red Robin’s staff attack and then did a back flip and jumped over Spoiler and landed behind her grabbing her arms and pushing her into her boyfriend. Nightwing and Batgirl came at her, only for her to dropped and dodged her flying kicks.

“She is a nimble thing,” Spoiler said.

“And fast,” Nightwing said, “Imagine if she wasn’t wearing a ton of armor.”

Robin launched another attack only for her to put up her forearms and smirk behind her helmet as Robin yelped in pain as he slammed his shin into the vambraces.

Spoiler tried to land a flying kick only to be caught by her cloak and was wrapped up in it and shoved into Red Robin’s arms.

“Are we in a Jackie Chan or a Three Stooges movie?” Spoiler snapped.

“This is insane!” Robin snapped as Emma jumped over his slide kick attack.

“Enough,” Batman intoned.

Emma moved to stand in front of Batman. She looked at him and he looked at her.

“I am not afraid, tell you man to shoot his rifle,” Emma said, “My armor is more than able to protect me from the fifty-call round.”

Batman held out a scrap of paper and waited for Emma to take it.

“This is where you will face me,” Batman said as Emma took it and then turned and leaped from the roof of the Cathedral.

The rest of the Bat-Family turned and left. Emma turned and watched the Butler get up from his shooting position on the roof a half mile away. Emma turned to the sheet of paper in her hand and she recognized it. It was a cocktail napkin with a partial map scrawled on it with a cheap pen. It was exactly the thing various gangs gave to new prospects with verbal instruction on how to get to their initiation. Emma looked it over and thought about what info was on it. She had an idea and turned and went to leap off the roof of the Cathedral with a grapple line gun in hand.

*

The Azreal in white and red stalked the streets. The first criminals he found were a group of prostitutes and a pimp. He didn’t waist time before he cut down the pimp with one mighty cut from his Hand-and-Half Sword. The Prostitutes of course scattered and screamed. Azreal used the blood of the pimp to write a warning to all who would engage in such sin.

*

Emma landed on the roof of the Park Row hotel and looked back to the street of Park Row below her. To the other side was the infamous Cryme Alley.

“I have solved your riddle, you said you would face me here,” Emma said.

The roof top started to be enveloped in smoke. Emma reacted by blocking the unseen attacker to her left and then dropped to avoid the swinging kick from behind her. There were three attackers and one of them was Batman, the other two were trained to fight like Batman. It was clear that they were testing her ability to fight blind. She found herself at the edge of the building when she spotted the SUV coming down the road. She saw the man leaning out the window with an machine gun. She rolled out of the way of the drop kick and launched a line down into the hood of the SUV. And she raced towards the vehicle she pulled out a TASER and shot the man with the machine gun causing him to drop the weapon and braced for the impact. Her boots caved in the windshield of the SUV and the launched another grappler up to bring her back to the fight, coming down on one of the Batman understudies and knocking him to the ground before getting back up and out of the way of the other understudies attack.

“Enough,” Batman growled, “Red Hood, get the weapon. Nightwing, Robin, Red Robin detain the passengers. I want the gunman.”

*

Azreal watched as the two patrolmen walked up to the body of the pimp… The mask hid the grimace of disgust as they checked the corpse’ pockets and pulled out rolls of cash.

“Looks like six grand in six rolls,” the Hispanic woman said.

“Shame that some bums rifled his pockets before we got here,” the black male officer said looking around.

“You know we are going to get yelled at by the sergeant for forgetting to turn on our body cameras,” the Hispanic woman said handing three of the rolls to her partner, “I wish I could afford a Manni-Peddy after such a stressful night.”

Both officers pocketed the money and took seconds to clear their throats and turn their body cameras on. They then reached for their radios to call in the body.

“This is Patrol 9-30,” the black man said, “We got a DOA…”

The radio call was cut off by the swing of the sword cleaving the corrupt officer’s head from his shoulders. Before his partner had realized what had happened, she was struck down as well.

“For your corruption and failure to uphold justice, your sentence is ****,” Azrael intoned.

*

“So you were hidden from the Order?” Jason asked while playing with his helmet.

“Yes,” Emma said holding her helmet in her hands, “Jean-Paul was a half brother.”

“You look like twins,” Tim said, “No offense.”

“None taken,” Emma smiled.

“So why wait until now to reveal yourself?” Batman asked.

Of all of the ones in the clocktower, Bruce or Batman stayed fully armored and masked. Barbara had taken off her cowl and cape instantly, Jason had removed his mask and gloves, Tim had removed his cowl and hood, while Emma had pulled back the hood of her cloak and sat with her silvery helmet in her hands. The rest had been sent out to search for other trouble in the night.

“Because another Azrael will be activated, or already has,” Emma stated.

“There are more whack jobs?” Barbara asked before realizing what she said and adding, “Sorry… no offence.”

“There are plenty of family lines maintained for programing,” Emma said, “But they can only have one person at a time be activated as an Azrael.”

“Ok…” Jason said playing with a magazine for his pistols, “Why not activate a team for a really bad mission?”

“It would undermine the programing,” Batman said, “Each person who gets programed is kept in the dark as much as possible, but if their conscious mind ever realizes what is going on, the Azrael program maintains that is an Angel in possession of their body.”

“Yeah, the I am Megatron principle,” Barbara added.

“What now?” Jason asked.

“Megatron?” Emma asked in confusion.

“Megatron is the most bad ass Decepticon, and leader of the Decepticons,” Tim followed the idea, “So if ever two Decepticons stood in the same room and declared themselves to be Megatron…”

“What they fight to the **** to prove who is the real Megatron?” Jason asked.

“Exactly,” Barbara said, “And if two armored killers ever encountered each other and declared themselves to be Azrael…”

“They would fight to the **** to prove who is actually the real one,” Jason finally caught on, “So now that JP is out of the way…”

“The Order will activate another Azrael to do their dirty work,” Emma said, “And for the crimes against Jean-Paul, and humanity, I must stop them.”

“Will the Convent come looking for you?” Batman asked.

“No, I was never any more than a Lay Sister, I hadn’t taken all of the vows,” Emma said.

“What is the Collective Justice League Opinion of Slasher Zombies?” Nightwing’s voice came over the communications network speaker on the desk next to Barbara.

“What’s going on Nightwing?” Batman touched the side of his cowl.

“We got three fresh corpses with Azrael’s signature on the wall,” Nightwing called back.

“So looks like she is right,” Tim said putting on his cowl.

“Boss?” Barbara asked as she looked sideways towards Emma.

“You are on the team for now,” Batman said, “But Rule number One is no killing.”

“Amen,” Emma said standing up and putting her helmet on.

“What do we call you?” Jason asked as he put his own on.

“Call me… Hospitaller,” Emman said.

Fin…

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