[Tom Hendricks POV]

“What trick? And how sure are you that there are two metas involved? Could be a single meta” Jason asked. The possibility of the coin just being dropped by some random person from the building was very likely, but the scene did paint a struggle between two metas.

“Got any change on you?” I asked Leo, stretching out my hand as I saw him dip his hand into his coat’s inner pocket. “Here.” He replied tossing me a coin.

“Look closely at the obstruction light at the top of that skyscraper over there.” I pointed ahead to a building in quite a distance from us but the flickering red light was fairly visible.

“You mean that beaconing red light at the top of that skyscraper over there?” Jason asked, unsure of which light I was pointing at. “Yes genius, the beaconing light.” I replied with a tone laced with sarcasm while Leo just did his best to stop himself from laughing.

“Keep your eyes on it.” I instructed, transmitting a bit of my bioelectricity into the coin, as it began to crackle with electricity all over.

“Watch.” I flicked the coin with my finger, sending so fast through the air that it left an instantaneous red trail behind, hitting the obstruction light and beyond.

“Wow.” Leo remarked immediately the light went off. “It’s just a theory buy it suspect the meta did a little something like that, while the other hit up the coins before they were launched at the gas tankers.

“We have to out an end to this Sparrow guys quickly, before nothing but rubbles are left in Gotham City just because they can’t kill you.” Jason said while taking a closer look at the scene to make sure we didn’t miss anything.

“So what now?” Leo asked, wondering what was our next move and how I intended to deal with the Sparrows.

“Seems like Red Hood will be paying a visit to Batman, you have to relay every information regarding our findings to him. Also hand the coin over to him, maybe him and the police could get a print of it from other database, I’ve already scanned it with my watch an Gwen would notify me when she finds a match.” I instructed getting nothing but a nod in reply from him.

“Cold, you’re to identify every Pyro maniac currently residing in Gotham City, hopefully something useful comes up in our search for the Sparrows. Red Hood, also get a copy of the security camera from the elevator and staircase leading up to this rooftop from the last twenty four hours, they might have been sloppy after being disoriented from the blast, maybe they forgot to wipe the tape.”

I adjured, then we headed home for the night. Jase was likely to contact Batman as soon as he possibly could.

I think it’s time Ace also had a little rendezvous with the caped crusader, been a while I taunted that brooding Bat, might be fun robbing it on his face after I end some of these guys.

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[Bruce Wayne’s POV]

The city of Gotham is turning into something else, it’s turning into a city I barely recognize. Since Joker’s death, followed by that of Black Mask and Two Face, crime has taken a turn in a direction that was so well organized that only the riff-raffs gets caught at the scene of the crime these days.

Only the lowly criminals act according to old habits, the top crime bosses seem to be more cautious, more coordinated, and act more intelligently than before. I’m sure Ghost has a role or some sort of influence in all this.

I’ve been consistent on my search for him but still have no clue as to his true identity, and am yet to acquire proof of his existence as it seems like am chasing some kind of myth and not a shadow because he doesn’t appear to exist. It’s a good thing I’ve encountered two people who confirmed his existence, I might have started to doubt it for myself already.

Lately I’ve been distracted by the terrorist group that was yet to be identified, it’s been one thing after another for the past couple of weeks.

First the incident with the unknown meta which led to the deaths of quite a number of police officers, then the other at Bludhaven. Recently there was an assassination attempt on a boy, right in front of a police station, and now there was a bombing which claimed the lives of hundreds of citizens and caused a massive property damage.

“Find anything?” Batgirl asked as she made a way past the yellow tapes and barricades. “Nothing yet, but it seems they planted the gas tankers in those designated positions to create such an high scale explosion without the need of C4.” I elaborated, taking a closer look around one of the tankers in search for clues.

“Any idea who these guys are?” She asked again, still trying to wrap her head around the situation as she tried not to be emotional about the whole thing. It was okay and natural to be emotional but not while on the job.

“None other than those terrorist groups the commissioner made mention of, the Sparrows.” I replied.

“I’ve never heard of them.”

“Of course, that’s because they don’t exist to the outside world. Whoever they are, I’ll make them pay.” I replied as I tightly clenched on to my fist, feeling infuriated as I gazed upon the scene.

“I feel the same way too, but first we would have to identify them and smoke them out.” Batgirl mentioned, stating the obvious.

“I need a word with Red Hood, he gave the information to Vicki Vale to pass on to the commissioner. He might know something and could help us piece together this unsolved puzzle as to their reason for all this.”

I did not like the idea of contacting Jason because we had agreed to protect Gotham City in our own way since we just end up getting in the way of one another. But I think this time Gotham needs us both if this city is going to survive this phase.

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[Tom Hendricks POV]

The search result I had Gwen run on the fingerprints found on that silver coin came out phase. She couldn’t match the prints to anyone, meaning they either had their prints erased, or they just do not exist in any database.

Which begs the question if they are humans or not. The girl I fought the other night seemed pretty human to me, quite cheeky and hot headed but was still a human, although a meta at that.

Since Deathstroke and Deadhot had nothing concerning this group which was revealed to us to be known as the Sparrows, I needed another set of eyes, one of which has connections beyond that of the underbelly. I’m referring to the shadows mere men do not trespass upon without the proper certification or reputable validation.

Picking up my phone I dialled the only number I knew could possibly help me with this little dilemma I found myself.

“Hello Talia, been a minute.” I greeted as she picked up the call. [You don’t call me unless you want or need something from me, so what is it?.] She asked from the other side of the phone, unsure of which of her services I required this time around.

“I’m sure you already know why am calling, but I’ll play along anyway.” I replied. “I know you are quite aware of the recent happens in Gotham City, especially after that night with the meta human terrorist group.”

[I’ve been keeping tabs, I also heard about the assassination attempt on you. If you were that easy to kill, I would have gotten rid of you a long time ago.]

“Ouch, now that hurt my feelings.” I sarcastically replied. “Anyway, someone put a bounty on my head and had a group known as the Sparrows to claim it. Know anything about either?” I briefed, hoping she knew something that might be helpful in tracking down those guys and ending this little charade once and for all.

[If you have those guys coming after you then you have your work cut out for you. The Sparrows is a group with members who are unknown, therefore they donot exist. But for us who deal on this field, they are a mercenary group with meta powers who hunt down their targets and swiftly eliminating them, making it seem like an accident in the process.] She replied, finally I found someone who knew something about them.

“Good, tell me everything I need to know about them.” I instructed as she filled me in on the little details as to what she knew about them and only being able to identify just one member of their group, their leader who’s known as Jamie.

I was expecting some scary code name and not one that reminded me of that fucker from Game of Thrones. “Okay, find out whatever you can on them, while also looking into who was responsible for giving them the job of having me killed.” I added, hopefully something comes up and the hunters shall become the hunted.