03-12-2016, 01:44 PM
They arrived to the training grounds only a few minutes later. Red took a large intake of air, he blew it out with a smile. Red loved this land he could get used to being here.
"All right meat, pair up and start sparing" yelled the drill instructor. "Oy! Red Face! Commere'" he said pointing at Red Hood.
Red walked over to him "it's actually Red Hood, but you were close" he said nearing the man
"I don't care what your name is meat! You can't have weapons on you while doing hand to hand, that comes later." He yelled at him, even though he was standing only a few feet away. He bent down and unlocked a chest, opening the top with a creak. "Throw any grear you got in here and I'll lock it up and keep it safe until after hand to hand training"
As much as he hated to depart with his weapons it put him at ease knowing they would be safe. First he unclicked the utility belt which also held his guns and carefully placed them in the box. Next he unsheathed his knives and dropped them in. Finally he took out a few batarangs hidden in his jacket, in case of an emergency. Not seeing the point of having the brown leather jacket. He stripped that off as well and laid it on the table with care and ease. Dick Grayson had given that to him, it was the only thing Jason had to physically remind him of his old life, when it was simple and fun.
"You got it all then?" The in structor said a little annoyed at how long that took. Red only nodded. "Good, get back on the field then." The intructor kept to his word, he locked it up and pushed it under the table near by.
Satisfied Red walked backto the rest of the men. Already the big doofus was picking on the much smaller Alex.
"Hey, tall, dark and ugly!" Red yelled at the bully "how bout you fight me instead? I know you've wanted to." Red said crossing his arms. Alex tried to get his attention and warn him more than likely. Red wasn't scared, even without his weapons he could take this moron.
The behemoth laughed " you ain't got your little tooth picks now do you boy? "
"Very observant, I guess you're not as dumb as you look" with that he scrunched his face in anger. "Oh wait now you look dumb again" Red said shrugging.
The man let out at terrifying scream as he charged with rage at Red Hood. Red merely stood there, unmoving, appearing to be waiting on the hit that was due to come. He was really analyzing him. He had clenched his left hand first so he must be a lefty. Sure enough he cocked his left arm back ready to deliver a devastating blow. Red quickly side stepped the blow to the , placing his foot out causing to fall face first into the dirt. A lot of the men looked over in surprise. Apparently this was the first time he had been knocked to the ground.
"Come on Brick! Get up and kick his ass!" Yelled one of Brick's goons.
"Brick? Really? Your name is Brick? Man your parents must have known you would have grown up to be an ugly git." Red chuckled a little. Brick gave another enraged yell as he lumbered to his feet. The madder Brick got the more his movements became predictable and less controlled. This was Red's goal. A giants temper was his greatest weakness. Brick was breathing heavily as moved in to strike. Brick began to throw his hammer sized fists at Red, who easily swayed to prevent being hit. Finally Brick had enough with a devestaing upper cut her hit his target. His comrades wooped for their leader who had finally connected a hit. The blow had knocked Red's helmet off. Slowly Red brought his head down work an evil grin on his face.
"My turn!" Red said as he spit blood on the ground. He rushed Brick vaulting over him to flank him. He punched him the sides hearing at last the breath go out of him. Rd brought his foot down hard on the back of Brick's leg causing him to crumple to the ground once more. At this point the rest of the men had stopped their training to watch the brutal fight.
"Aren't you going to stop this?!" One of Brick's men yelled to the drill instructor. Apparently their leader was getting beat to badly for their liking.
"Nope, an enemy soldier won't stop" he said in a bored tone.
With a chuckle Red brought his elbow down into Brick's temple. With one last escape of air Brick fell to the ground. He was alive but he would definitely be feeling that beating later.
Red went and retrieved his helmet keeping it under his arm as he walked over to Alex. The small man looked astonished and slightly scared of Red's ability.
"H-how did you do that? Brick had never been beaten" Alex finally finding his voice.
"I used my strengths against his weaknesses. I'm smaller and may not hit hard but I'm faster and I can get into positsions he can't hit me. You've got to do the same Alex. Your size can be a huge advantage if you train accordingly." He said patting his shoulder.
"All right meat, pair up and start sparing" yelled the drill instructor. "Oy! Red Face! Commere'" he said pointing at Red Hood.
Red walked over to him "it's actually Red Hood, but you were close" he said nearing the man
"I don't care what your name is meat! You can't have weapons on you while doing hand to hand, that comes later." He yelled at him, even though he was standing only a few feet away. He bent down and unlocked a chest, opening the top with a creak. "Throw any grear you got in here and I'll lock it up and keep it safe until after hand to hand training"
As much as he hated to depart with his weapons it put him at ease knowing they would be safe. First he unclicked the utility belt which also held his guns and carefully placed them in the box. Next he unsheathed his knives and dropped them in. Finally he took out a few batarangs hidden in his jacket, in case of an emergency. Not seeing the point of having the brown leather jacket. He stripped that off as well and laid it on the table with care and ease. Dick Grayson had given that to him, it was the only thing Jason had to physically remind him of his old life, when it was simple and fun.
"You got it all then?" The in structor said a little annoyed at how long that took. Red only nodded. "Good, get back on the field then." The intructor kept to his word, he locked it up and pushed it under the table near by.
Satisfied Red walked backto the rest of the men. Already the big doofus was picking on the much smaller Alex.
"Hey, tall, dark and ugly!" Red yelled at the bully "how bout you fight me instead? I know you've wanted to." Red said crossing his arms. Alex tried to get his attention and warn him more than likely. Red wasn't scared, even without his weapons he could take this moron.
The behemoth laughed " you ain't got your little tooth picks now do you boy? "
"Very observant, I guess you're not as dumb as you look" with that he scrunched his face in anger. "Oh wait now you look dumb again" Red said shrugging.
The man let out at terrifying scream as he charged with rage at Red Hood. Red merely stood there, unmoving, appearing to be waiting on the hit that was due to come. He was really analyzing him. He had clenched his left hand first so he must be a lefty. Sure enough he cocked his left arm back ready to deliver a devastating blow. Red quickly side stepped the blow to the , placing his foot out causing to fall face first into the dirt. A lot of the men looked over in surprise. Apparently this was the first time he had been knocked to the ground.
"Come on Brick! Get up and kick his ass!" Yelled one of Brick's goons.
"Brick? Really? Your name is Brick? Man your parents must have known you would have grown up to be an ugly git." Red chuckled a little. Brick gave another enraged yell as he lumbered to his feet. The madder Brick got the more his movements became predictable and less controlled. This was Red's goal. A giants temper was his greatest weakness. Brick was breathing heavily as moved in to strike. Brick began to throw his hammer sized fists at Red, who easily swayed to prevent being hit. Finally Brick had enough with a devestaing upper cut her hit his target. His comrades wooped for their leader who had finally connected a hit. The blow had knocked Red's helmet off. Slowly Red brought his head down work an evil grin on his face.
"My turn!" Red said as he spit blood on the ground. He rushed Brick vaulting over him to flank him. He punched him the sides hearing at last the breath go out of him. Rd brought his foot down hard on the back of Brick's leg causing him to crumple to the ground once more. At this point the rest of the men had stopped their training to watch the brutal fight.
"Aren't you going to stop this?!" One of Brick's men yelled to the drill instructor. Apparently their leader was getting beat to badly for their liking.
"Nope, an enemy soldier won't stop" he said in a bored tone.
With a chuckle Red brought his elbow down into Brick's temple. With one last escape of air Brick fell to the ground. He was alive but he would definitely be feeling that beating later.
Red went and retrieved his helmet keeping it under his arm as he walked over to Alex. The small man looked astonished and slightly scared of Red's ability.
"H-how did you do that? Brick had never been beaten" Alex finally finding his voice.
"I used my strengths against his weaknesses. I'm smaller and may not hit hard but I'm faster and I can get into positsions he can't hit me. You've got to do the same Alex. Your size can be a huge advantage if you train accordingly." He said patting his shoulder.
You can't stop crime. That's what you never understood. I'm controlling it. You wanna rule them by fear, but what do you do with the ones who aren't afraid? I'm doing what you won't, I'm taking them out.