JIM: Pretty opinionated bunch! Seems that the original Robin is being slightly favored. I guess there is something to say for retro!
ROD: But we can't count out Jason Todd. Rage does have its uses from time to time.
JIM: Speaking of time, it looks like it's time for this fight to start! Let's turn to our cameras!
ROD: Dick and Tim, viva Bat-Lines, are approaching the rooftop. From different directions no less.
JIM: Shouldn't be long till they spo--
Dick Grayson (Robin I): Fancy meeting you here!
Tim Drake (Robin III): I don't like having to do this Dick.
Dick Grayson (Robin I): Me either. But a 'Sidekick's gotta do what a sidekick's gotta do.'
ROD: Grayson takes the initiative! He dodges to the side hitting the ground with a shoulder roll!
JIM: But not before letting off a Bat-Line toward Tim's legs!
ROD: Too fast! Tim couldn't react in time! He's tangled! It's bought Dick the seconds he needs to crossover to--
Dick Grayson (Robin I): Here, let me give you a hand!
JIM: Of the clenched variety! Dick connects with a solid left to Tim's jaw!
ROD: Tim's stunned!
JIM: Grayson plants another into Tim's stomach! Tim crashes down to the rooftop.
Dick Grayson (Robin I): Well then. That wasn't too har-Oomph!
ROD: Tim's freed his legs and has sweeped Grayson's feet out from under him, causing him to touch down hard!
Tim Drake (Robin III): 'Never underestimate the enemy.' That's one of the first things Bruce teaches.
Dick Grayson (Robin I): I must of skipped class that day!
JIM: Grayson uses his legs to grab Tim around the waist in a scissors hold!
ROD: Causing Tim to rejoin him down on the rooftop!
JIM: Grayson throws a stiff right--
ROD: Drake bobs his head and returns a punch of his own!
JIM: Which Grayson dodges in turn.
ROD: Each grabs the other's arms, looking for some leverage.
JIM: I don't know how--
ROD: Tim head butts Grayson! Grayson is feeling that!
JIM: Which gives Tim the opportunity to disengage himself from Dick.
ROD: Who is already starting to regain his feet as well. These two--
JIM: Tim lets fly a hand full of pellets!
Pellets exploding: Poooooof!
ROD: Smoke bombs! The area is totally blacked out! We can't--
JIM: Switching over to infra red cameras.
ROD: Ah. There's Tim, who has activated the infrared red lenses in his mask as well!
JIM: Grayson never had that kind of tech. And it's showing! He can't see anything!
Dick Grayson (Robin I): Hey! Who turned out the ligh--Ugh!
ROD: Tim lands a kick!
JIM: Followed up by a series of more kicks and some punches!
ROD: Grayson can't take much more of this! Tim goes for a throw!
JIM: He grabs Grayson--
ROD: Grayson does a back flip, bringing his legs up to meet Tim's chin!
JIM: Tim wasn't expecting that! He's faltering back--
ROD: Just as the smoke's cleared. Grayson's sort of beat up, but he's still in this thing!
Dick Grayson (Robin I) (Inner Monologue): Man! I get in close with that kid and I'm lunchmeat! Have to keep my distance from now on!
Tim Drake (Robin III) (Inner Monologue): I can't loose control of this situation here. This is Dick I'm fighting. If I give him half a chance he'll dance circles around me all night long! I have to keep this fight up close.
JIM: They're now circling one another. Looking for an opening!
ROD: The thoughts that must be running through their--
JIM: Sorry to cut you off Rod, but it looks like in all the excitement we failed to notice that Jason Todd has arrived. He's been watching from the shadows while Tim and Dick have been duking it out.
ROD: That's three accounted for, but where's--
Carrie Kelly (Robin IV?): Pretty intense, huh?
JIM: Jason whirls around startled! He didn't hear her coming!
Carrie Kelly (Robin IV?): But why're you hiding here in the shadows?
Jason Todd (Robin II): I wasn't hiding!
Carrie Kelly (Robin IV?): Oh. Well, it looked that way. You all hunched in the shadows like that--
Jason Todd (Robin II): I told you I wasn't hiding, you dumb bitc*!
JIM: Woah! Jason's got some anger management problems there!
ROD: And he's now hot under the collar. He's already taken a swing at Carrie!
JIM: Which she barely gets out of the way from!
ROD: Jason aims another punch at her--
JIM: Which Carrie ducks. She dodges left--
ROD: She gets in under Jason's swing--
JIM: Carrie tags him!
Sound of fist meeting nose: Crunch!!
ROD: She's bloodied his nose!
JIM: And she lands another to his chin! Jason's livid!
Carrie Kelly (Robin IV?): Are you new to this too?
Jason Todd (Robin II): Why you no good dirty little tramp! I'll kill you, you son of a rat basta--
ROD: Hey now! This is a family show!
Jason Todd (Robin II): I'll *bleep* *bleep* you up good! Little *bleep* *bleep* of a *bleep* *bleep*!
JIM: So far the only thing Jason's hit is air! But how long can--
ROD: Jason connects one! Carrie's phased! She's--
JIM: Jason slams one into her chops! Is that a tooth?!?
ROD: And another across the nose!
JIM: And another--
ROD: And another--
JIM: And another--
ROD: There's blood flying everywhere!
Jason Todd (Robin II): Not so funny now, are you?!?! Where's your big mouth now? Huh?!?!
JIM: And a kick to Carrie's stomach.
ROD: And another kick--
JIM: And another--
ROD: And another--
JIM: Jason's manhandling her! Kicks, punches, he's just overwhelming her crumpled form! She can't even cover up! All she can do is sob and whimper! This can't go on! Someone's got to--
ROD: What's that sickening wet sound!
Sound of ribs being broken: Crack!!!
Carrie Kelly (Robin IV?): Arghhhhhhhhhhh! *sob* *sob*
JIM: And Carrie cries out in pain! Her face is a blood and tear streaked mess.
ROD: Tim and Dick's heads snap around at the sound. They've just caught sight of Jason for the first time. But their gaze seems more drawn to--
JIM: The bloody heap that is being beat upon by fist after unrelenting fist.
ROD: Jason's unaware he's been spotted.
Jason Todd (Robin II): Like that? Huh?!?! You think you're so funny now?!? Well, do ya?!?! Let's have some more laughs!
ROD: Jason lifts his hand once more--
JIM: Tim detached the razor sharp R from his costume and threw it!
ROD: Which has pinned Jason's hand to the nearby wall!
Jason Todd (Robin II): Arghhh! Damn you! *Bleeping* *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* !!!!
JIM: Jason pulls the R free.
Jason Todd (Robin II): You think you're 'All That', don't you?!? Little 'Teacher's Pet'. All right, you want to play with the big boys? Come on! Come on 'Teacher's Pet', it's time you got schooled!!!
ROD: It's deathly quiet up here all of the sudden. The silence punctured only by the low moans of Carrie.
JIM: Tim and Dick are glancing at Jason...
ROD: Now they're looking at Carrie, huddled in the corner, her face so swollen as to not even be recognizable...
JIM: And finally they look at one another...
ROD: And they both slowly advance on Jason Todd! Together! Their own dispute forgotten for the moment!
Jason Todd (Robin II): You both want some?!? Well bring it on! Bring it all on!!!!
JIM: Tim and Dick are breaking off, circling around Jason. Outflanking him.
ROD: And Jason makes a lunge at Tim!
JIM: Tim moves deftly to the side and applies a Judo chop to the back of the neck!
ROD: Jason doubles over--
JIM: Only to receive a kick to the side of the head!
ROD: Sending him reeling--
JIM: Right into Dick's fist!
ROD: Tim and Dick are taking him apart like a cheap watch!
JIM: They're working together like a well-oiled machine. Crisp precise moves.
ROD: Pressure points, nerve endings, the whole nine yards. Jason is feeling each and every blow.
JIM: Dick with a left hook--
ROD: And now Jason is a heap upon the rooftop, right next to Carrie Kelly. Looks like Dream Street for him.
JIM: But wait! Tim and Dick are walking off a little ways...
Dick Grayson (Robin I): Now that the chores are out of the way, I suppose it's time to get back to our little 'game'?
Tim Drake (Robin III): This girl needs medical attention. How about a truce for the time being?
Dick Grayson (Robin I): I--
Jason Todd (Robin II): You should of listened you your own advice 'Teacher's Pet'! 'Never underestimate the enemy'!!!!
ROD: Jason Todd is one tough customer! He has to be in a world of pain just to stand after the beating he took! How he's back on his feet is beyond me!
JIM: What's he doing? He's making some sort of move--
ROD: He's just lifted Carrie's limp body up over his head!
Jason Todd (Robin II): You two like being lap dogs? Go fetch!!!
JIM: Jumping jellybeans! He just threw her off the roof!
ROD: Tim and Dick are floored! They're rooted in place!
JIM: But only for a fraction of a moment! Both have leaped off to try and catch her!
ROD: Do you have any idea how high up we are?!?! If she hits the ground...
JIM: Both Dick and Tim have dispatched Bat-Lines, and are swinging into position!
ROD: But it looks like Tim is going to get to her first!
JIM: He makes the save! Tim's coming around the corner of the building with Carrie in tow. He's--
ROD: Hey, where'd Jason go?!?
JIM: There he is! Over at the corner of the building. Right where Tim's line is anchored.
ROD: But what's that in his hand? It's gleaming...
JIM: It's the R from Tim's suit! The one he used to pin Jason's hand to the wall earlier!
ROD: He's cut Tim's line with it! I can't believe this!
JIM: Oh the irony!!!
ROD: They're in free fall! Tim's frantically trying to position himself underneath Carrie so as to take the brunt of the impact when they hit down! What a hero!
JIM: Dick's just swung back to the roof! He doesn't know what's happened!!
ROD: He's tapping Jason on the shoulder--
JIM: Tim can't hook another line--
ROD: Jason's turning around, Dick's fist is cocked--
JIM: All those parked cars--