Confessional - Helena

"Strangler is a game we play. We've played it for years. How it works is there is one strangler, right? Their objective is to kill everyone. They have two spies who tell them who the detective is. The detective is the only one who can't be killed by the strangler, at least not right away. The strangler doesn't know who the detective is, as all the victims decide who the detective is while the strangler is hiding. The strangler wants to kill everyone but the detective, as if they try to kill the detective before they are the last person standing, the detective can kill them. How they kill someone is by tagging them and then the dead person has to lay on the ground where they were killed, signifying that they are out of the game. Oh, and we play this at the dead of night dressed in all black with all the lights turned off. It is exhilarating."

*Cue intro video*

*The scene starts on the front steps of Wayne manor, the whole family gathered, clad in black, Terry included.*

"Tonight's strangler will be...Dick."

"Oh, fuck."

"Everyone close your eyes and put your heads down while he chooses his spies."

*Everyone except for Dick put their heads down as Dick went around. He tapped Tim and Duke on the head before going back to his position.*

"Everyone open your eyes and lift your heads. I have chosen my spies. I will give you two minutes to decide your detective while I hide."

*Dick sprinted off, leaving his family behind on the stairs.*

"Okay, I think we should make dad the detective."

"Why?"

"It seems fitting."

"No, let's make Jason the detective. Dick still has some anger for him so he will try to kill him early on and then we will win the game. It is brilliant."

"Yeah, I agree."

"Alright, Jason is our detective. Now, everyone...run."

*The whole family sprinted off, Selina grabbing Terry as she went. They all ran in separate directions across the massive plot of land. Selina and Terry hid in the bushes next to the front steps. Bruce went running to the shed by the pool, not noticing the shadow on top of the roof. Duke was in a nearby tree, watching as Dick crouched above Bruce. Dick noticed Duke and gave him a sideways thumb. Duke gave him a thumbs up back. Dick nodded right before pouncing.*

"God damnit!"

"Got you, fatherland! You are my first victim of the night, how does it feel?"

"I hate these games, I always lose. The floor is lava, the silent game, strangler..."

"Get better."

*Dick runs over to Duke and scales the tree, sitting on the branch next to him.*

"So, who is our detective of the evening?"

"Jason."

*Dick smiles.*

"Thank you for your service, Duke. And you really need to remember the rules of this game better."

"Oh sh-"

*Dick pushed Duke out of the tree, Duke luckily landing on his feet. He then fell over, sprawling himself on the lawn as Dick jumped down next to him. He crouched down next to Duke's head, leaning in to his ear.*

"Word of advice for when you are a spy; never confront the strangler without an exit strategy."

"Curse you."

"Ah ah ah, dead people can't talk."

*The camera pans up to show Cassandra sitting on the ledge of her second story bedroom. She watched the exchange, eyes narrowed.*

Confessional - Cassandra

"This game brings out the ruthless side of our family. Anything is within limits during this game. It becomes...borderline deadly."

*The scene shifts to show Tim sprinting away from Dick, a look of sheer terror on his face.*

"Dick, please! We're brothers! Don't do this!"

"You should've thought of that before you threw a vat of acid on me!"

"What the heck are you talking about?"

"I'm getting into character, sue me."

*Tim trips over his own feet, slamming onto the ground with a thud. He screams, looking up to see Dick had vanished. He breathes a sigh of relief, rolling over to look at the night sky.*

"Boo."

"Ah! Fuck!"

*Dick tags Tim, killing him. He stands up straight from his crouched position, scanning the vast property for the remaining victims. He grins when he sees movement in the tree to his left.*

"Got ya now, Helena."

*Dick sprints at the tree, stopping short when he hears a scream from the bush.*

"Spider! Mommy, there's a spider!"

*Dick grins. In the bushes, Selina clamps a hand over Terry's mouth, but she is too late. She stands with him and tries to run, but Dick is too fast. He tags them both.*

"You...were...my son."

"Awe, here I thought you were going to say I was your favorite. That would've been cinematic gold."

"I don't have a favorite."

"Mhm. Sure. Everyone knows that is bull. Anyways, I'm off to murder my siblings. Too-da-loo."

*Dick turns back to the tree only to see Helena sprinting away from the tree. He curses, chasing after her. She disappears around the corner of the shed. He follows after her, only to be met by a punch to the face*

"Shit! Hel! What are you doing?"

"I'm going to die anyways, might as well die fighting!"

"You touched me, which means you are dead."

"Unless I am the detective."

"You're not."

"How do you know?"

"My spies, duh. Now die."

"Screw you!"

"Why are you mad?! You're the one that probably broke my freaking nose!"

*Dick huffed, turning around to see Cassandra run into the house. He grinned. He ran after her, always catching glimpses of her as she turned the corner, chasing her further and further into the house. She finally stopped in the family theater room, standing a few feet from the doorframe. Dick skidded to a halt once he ran into the room.*

"This is a trap."

*The door clicked shut and Dick whirled around, seeing Jason standing there.*

"Damn right it is. Once you kill Cassandra, I am free to kill you."

"What if I don't kill her?"

"Then you lose."

"Shit."

"Mhm. So get it over with, Dickie."

*Dick glared at his siblings, tagging Cassandra. She dropped to the floor and Jason dove at Dick. Dick leapt out of the way. They continued to dive at one another, dodging the other's attack.*

"Dude, what happened to your nose?"

"Helena."

"Ah. Yeah. Makes sense."

"Hurts."

"Well, duh. Its freaking Helena punching you in the face."

*Dick ducked under Jason's arm, tagging Jason in the stomach.*

"Ha! I win!"

"Not quite."

*The three siblings turn to look in the doorway to see Damian standing there, a smirk on his face. Dick pales.*

"I forgot about Damian."

"Yes, you did. He was my security plan. I knew you'd tag me, killing me before I was the last person standing, therefore forfeiting the game to us."

*Cass pressed a button on her phone. A few minutes later the whole family was gathered in the theater room, triumphant grins on their faces.*

"We did it? We beat reigning champ Dick?"

"Hell yes!"

"Victory!"

"Way to rub it in."

*Dick crosses his arms over his chest. Jason smirks, putting a hand on his shoulder.*

"Awe, Dickie, don't pout. You'll almost make me feel bad for sleeping with Roy and Wally."

*End credits roll*