Disclaimer: I do not own Bane or any Batman related content. I only own character Kali Blake.
The mission had gone smoothly, as predicted. The get-away had not been as successful. Scrambling from the wreck, Bane looked around. Trees as far as the eye could see. He looked above at the swelling gray clouds.
"Good. The snow will cover my tracks." He murmured, and searched through the debris of the mangled car.
He gathered supplies in a thin duffle bag and trampled through the messy woods. After some time, he came across high rising cliffs and searched. Finally, not too high above, he spotted what he was looking for. He quickly gathered materials for a fire, and climbed the jagged wall, ignoring the burn and eventual numbness in his fingers. He finally stepped into the cave and peered into the darkness. Home sweet home.
After exploring, he discovered the cave branched into many that went deep into the hill. He chose one, and set up his measly camp. There was a draft that blew into the cliff, and would carry the smoke away into the darkness, not giving away his position. Once the fire was going, he went back to the entrance of the cave. The snow was falling slowly, but would undoubtedly turn into the blizzard he was predicting. He knew little about this remote corner of Russia, only that a lot of scum and dirt lived here. Drugs, human trafficking, weapons. It was all here. He went back inside and sat by the fire. Before he knew it his eyes were closing and sleep took him.
A branch snapped. He awoke in an instant, knife in hand, expecting to be surrounded by enemies. He was startled to see a girl flat against the wall across from him, frustration clear in her expression. Then, she was running. He bolted after her, and she didn't get far before he grabbed her, twisted her around, and slammed her onto the floor. Gasping, she struggled as he held her down with one large boot. He held one hand firmly over her mouth, and moved to finish her with his knife. However, he began to notice something strange. This girl was extremely thin, with very little muscle. There were cuts and bruises all over her, and she was not dressed properly to be out in this climate, and hunting him no less. She couldn't be a scout, so who was she? She stared at him, and he saw nothing but fear in her green eyes.
"Who are you?" He asked, and slowly removed his hand from her mouth.
She did not answer. Instead, she tried biting him, and began to thrash again. He pressed down harder on her, and gripped her jaw tightly.
"Who are you?" He repeated, threat clear in his voice.
"Kali Blake." She replied, and confusion was full in her voice.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
Now she seemed utterly bewildered. "You're not here to kill me?" She asked.
He stared at her, not understanding what was going on at all. Why was this tiny little girl hiding in a cave?
"No... But I will have to kill you, unfortunately. Can't risk you giving me away." He said simply, and moved again to kill her.
Her eyes traveled past him, up to the entrance of the cave, to the only light there was. And in that moment, he was thrown back into the pit, back to the hell and darkness. And there was Talia, looking up towards the light. He cringed, and then sighed. Something made him pity her, and it disgusted him. Yet taking her life seemed meaningless now.
"Why do you think I'm here to kill you?" He asked.
"My friends and I were on vacation in India. We went to a bar, and there were these guys that gave us drinks. Next thing I know I wake up in the back of a van, tied up. I don't know where my friends went. I managed to get away from them after some time. If I go to the authorities, they'll all go to jail for the rest of their lives." She explained.
"Why?" He questioned.
"They were smugglers. They kidnap girls and sell them as sex slaves." She replied, and he could see some hidden horror in her eyes. That was unfortunate. Pity again reared its hideous self, and he kicked himself inside, but the words were already coming out.
"There are people after me as well. So here's whats going to happen. You will not scream, you will not try to escape, or I'll kill you. The people after me will do much worse to you than you can ever imagine. Understand?" He questioned darkly.
She nodded, and breathed deeply as he removed his weight from her. He went without another word back to the fire. She followed hesitantly, and sat as far from him as possible. She was wearing only a thin grey t-shirt and torn cloth shorts. No shoes, no jacket. Nothing. Nasty scrapes and bruises covered her thin legs, and arms and face as well. She'd been through some kind of hell. And even as she sat next to the fire, she trembled. Wordlessly, he threw a thin blanket from his pack at her. She flinched, and then stared at the blanket questioningly.
"I don't know what you want from me, bit-" She began, angry.
"All I want is silence." He growled at her.
She stared at him for a moment, then her eyes moved to his mask with curiosity. She did not speak. She only pulled the blanket around herself, and closed her eyes.
Bane already regretted his decision. He'd have to stay in this cave for some time, and now he was stuck with some girl.
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