Talon wasn't like the others, not really. He looked like them, acted like them but he believed that he was different. After all the others don't kill their handler but he did. He can't remember why he did, but he did. He had been told something and had killed his handler. That had earned him both respect and wariness. It wasn't easy to kill a Talon but Talon did it so they respected his skills. But they were afraid that he would attack another again so they kept him on a even tighter leash. He wasn't told to go out anymore on missions, but they kept his training up. They couldn't let their precious Talons skills go away. So he trained until they said stop and put him in the cold coffin. He repeated the process until they told him to go on a mission. So Talon did until he arrived and couldn't complete the mission, he said it was because of the Batman interfering (which he did) but Talon knew it was because his mission had a fledgling inside them. Talon didn't mention that though, he kept it to himself. He wasn't meant to do that.

Talon was different, he had...image's in his head. He didn't understand what they were or what the images meant. He knew it was bad, when he mentioned it to his handler (before he'd killed him) his handler had put him in the cold room with the Grandmaster until he said he didn't have images in his head. Which he didn't until he killed his handler. The images came back but he still didn't understand.

Talon remembered when he first died. It was just after he had become Talon. His handler had broken his neck and counted how long it took him to come back. They repeated until his handler was semi satisfied with the time it took Talon to return from death.

Talon often wonderd if he was a person before he was Talon, if he had a real name. He couldn't remember if he did, he'd been Talon since the start of his memories. But that was only a short time but his body looked older than four.

Talon was different, when he's called to the Court he doesn't offer any of the excited noises the other Talons were making. He stays quiet perched upon a broken collum for a better view since he was smaller than the others. He watches as a group of Talons drag a unconscious figure in black to the center of the room before the Grandmaster who stood silently with his arms at his side. Once they are close enough he realizes that the figure was an unconscious Batman, cloak gone and body armor scratched up from the unmistakable claws that all Talons use. The room quiet as the Grandmaster moves forward reaching down to tip Batman face upwards, there was blood running down one side of his face, a sign of a head wound under the cowl he wore. Batman groans softly but doesn't awaken.

"Put him in the Labyrinth" Grandmaster says stepping away from the unconscious masked vigilante. Talon watches as the other Talons do as asked draging Batman away to the main entrance. "Dissmissed" The Talons scatter at the word from the Grandmaster. He looks back once but by then Batman was gone.

Talon couldn't help the curiosity that plaged his mind as he goes back to his training waiting for another Talon to tell him to stop. Why was the Batman here? He knew a bit about the Batman, that the masked man guarded Gotham stopping as much crime as a single man could. Many of Gothams criminals feared the Batman but Talon struggled to understand why. He had been trained to think that fear was earned by the amount of bodies you left behind, he could probably count Batmans kills on one hand. Why were they afraid? All they got was a beating and were put in bared coffins until they let themselves or someone else let them out. Talons weren't meant to leave the coffin until they were awakened. Was it different for non Talons?

As soon as Talon is able he slips away from the others and into the Labyrinth. No matter how emotionless he was meant to be the Labyrinth always..nervous was that the emotion? Talon always struggled to understand the emotions he felt, he wasn't meant to feel them was trained not to. Which is why he struggled to understand the few he occasionally felt. Curiosity was one he was familiar with, which brought him into the Labyrinth after Batman. He wasn't entirely sure how much time had passed since Batman had been brought in. It could be anywhere from a day to a month. Talon had gone through one freezing process since Batman had been brought in, short he believed as his limbs weren't entirely stiff when he was awoken.

Talon wanders the maze claws idly tapping against his leg, golden eyes sharp to pinpoint any sign of life. He starts at the center of the Labyrinth, where the stone owl stood in its pool of water. He knew better than to touch the water, let alone drink it. His search doesn't take to long as he finds the Batman slumped by the side of the pool, seemingly asleep. Parts of the Kevlar armor was missing off the suit, tatters here and there like claws had been raked through the material. So other Talons had been down here to play with their guest.

Talon creeps forward reaching out to poke the unconscious man with a toe letting out a startled squark as Batman suddenly grabs onto his ankle and tosses him through the air. Talon flips mid air landing in a crouch on top of the owl statue, offering a annoyed screech at Batman. The Batman was climbing to his feet, eyes dazed through the eye holes in his cowl. He seemed unstable on his feet, wavering where he stood in a fighting stance. Despite the obvious fact Batman was disoriented he still had a strong stance though he seemed entirely confused at the sight of Talon. "R..Richard?" Batman stutters, "Richard..Grayson? No, no, no. Another hallucination.." Batman mumbles. Talon jolts at the name, Gray Son, it's what the others called him, but Batman said it differently..

Talon tilts his head giving a soft coo in question realizing suddenly that his mask was gone. He also realized that Batman had drunk the water, which explained the confusion and unsteadness he was showing. Batman shakes his head mumbling to himself still as Talon leaps down from the owl statue looking for his mask finding it floating in the water midway between the statue. He wasn't going to be touching that.

"Another hallucination.." Batman was saying, shaking his head in an attempt to clear his head. The fact he knew that he was hallucinating greatly impressed Talon but didn't explain why he got called Richard Grayson, though the name was oddly familiar.

"How am I still hallucinating? I haven't drunk the water in days" seemed Batman didn't realise he was talking aloud. He seemed to be ignoring Talon. Talon decided to test that and moved forward reaching out to touch Batman curiosity driving him forward.