I made this update longer:
Alright-y, this is a prequel to the cat-to-do-list series and it's about Sean's time on the streets. This story leads up to the moment where he meets Bruce and Selina and moves into Wayne Manor which was if I remember correctly in chapter 23 or 24 of the Cat's and Sean's to do list. I'm thinking to make this a ten chapter long, one chapter for each episode but maybe I chance my mind and include some adventures that has nothing to do with the episodes. It sort of depends on all the ideas me and TEDOG have for this story.
TEDOG you ask? Yup. The title you see is his idea. Tbh, I was slightly scared he wouldn't like this idea so I asked him whether he would mind it if I included the story-line into another story or make a prequel but he turned out to be really excited about this idea and said it was best to make it a Sean Ornelas prequel. xD He gave me a few title ideas to work with and this one sounded really interesting. So credit for the title goes to TEDOG.
You maybe might remember our other story; "Two street kids collide". Recently I found it really hard to write action and more serious stories, but it slowly starts getting back. I will work out some ideas for that story with TEDOG and will try to update it soon because I know you love that story. I mean four chapters and it already has 44 reviews.
Anyway, maybe it's best to let you all read the chapter, if you already didn't LOL
1. The Witness
A young street boy with dirty dark hair, chocolate brown eyes wearing a black leather jacket with hoodie, black t-shirt with black pants and black Nike shoes walks down the streets. In a few months he will turn thirteen but it's not that he's paying any attention to his birthday. The reason; he has no one to celebrate it with.
Five years ago at a horrible dreadful and rainy night his dad tried to escape Gotham with him and his mom. He was seven years old back then and he didn't know why his parents were so scared. He had never seen his dad that scared.
When they tried to flee away by boat, a group of men wearing lots of weapons and screaming from the top of their lungs arrived at the docks. Then suddenly they used their weapons and the shooting started.
The little boy got shot by one of the bullets and fell overboard. His parents screamed for his name while they tried to scope the cold, dark water with their eyes, but they couldn't find him.
Thinking their son was dead they continued their escape from Gotham.
The next morning the cops arrived at the crime scene. While they looked around for evidence on who was responsible for the crime, one cop reached one of the jety docks and found the motionless body of a little boy.
The cop, Harvey Bullock, jumped down and pulled the kid further out of the water. That's when he realized the boy was barely breathing. The long swim in the cold waters around Gotham looked like it was about to kill him.
Bullock quickly removed some of the child's clothes then wrapped him into his own warm jacket before lifting him up in his arms and carried him to his car.
His colleagues hadn't seen any of it and Bullock was happy about that. For now he wanted to keep the child a secret because he knew in the back of his head, there was corruption in the GCPD. Someone might snitch.
Bullock brought the little child to his apartment then wrapped him in more blankets and lied him down onto the couch.
A few hours later when he was making dinner, Bullock heard the small child cough before he started to mumble for his mommy and daddy. Then he was bursting into tears.
With a heavy heart, Bullock approached the crying child with a bowl of soup in his hand then put it down onto the coffee table before sitting down beside the boy.
The little boy felt the movement beside him then, expecting to see either of his parents, he looked up with teary eyes. The sadness in his eyes intensifies soon he saw it was neither of them.
Bullock soon learned the boy's name who told him everything that had happened the previous night. The cop felt sorry for the child and though he knew in the back of his head he shouldn't do it, he made the boy a promise.
"I will find out who did this, kid!"
The little child just nodded then curled up onto Bullock's lap. The next morning he decided to bring the boy elsewhere, for safety.
Bullock knew the boy's family had a strong connection with the Wayne's and that's why he asked Thomas Wayne if it would be alright for the boy to stay at the manor. Thomas didn't mind and even Bruce was delighted to have a friend of his own age around.
Months passed by and Bullock didn't find anything about the case. Months of searching, investigating, and interrogating people turned out to nothing. Who ever tried to hurt the family knew for sure how to cover their tracks.
Then one day the captain of the GCPD told him to cancel the investigations and move on with other. He tried to persuade his captain but the man wasn't to reason with. Bullock suspected that the captain was held under pressure by the criminals, but there was nothing he could do and he had no proof.
Bullock looked up from his desk and saw the boy coming in through the door led by Mr. Pennyworth. His eyes sparkled with the idea Bullock asked for him because he had good news.
Soon the boy stood in front of Bullock's desk he saw the tragic look in the cop's eyes. The child dropped his eyes to the floor then Bullock stood up with a heavy heart and led him to the back where they would talk in a small room.
While leaning against the table, Bullock told the boy about his captain's orders. That he had to drop the case.
"Can't you do something about it?!" the child screamed while slamming his small fist onto the table in anger. "You have to tell your captain you made a promise and-
"I'm sorry, kid, it is out of my hands," Bullock said then looking into the little boy's eyes. There were tears burning behind them, Bullock could see it, but the child fought against them. "I have to send you upstate!"
The little boy gasped in shock when Bullock's words struck his heart, but they also struck Bullock's own heart. He couldn't believe he said it. He couldn't believe he just broke the biggest promise he had ever made.
That moment the cop saw he lost the boy's trust. The disappointed look in his eyes told him. The tiny eyes that were sparkling because of the tears that welled behind them. That look broke Bullock even more.
Before Bullock could do anything, the child jumped to his feet and ran out of the room screaming he would not let them take him upstate.
Bullock yelled the boy's name but it was futile. He ran down the precinct hallway then through the front doors and find the boy running at the end of the street. He quickly pursued.
Despite the boy's young age he was a fast runner. After ten minutes of running Bullock started to feel exhausted, but the boy never slowed down.
"Come back!" Bullock bellowed then halting his speed and panted heavily as he leaned down onto his knees to catch up his breath. The boy didn't stop. "I'm sorry, kid, but there's nothing I can do!" the cop shouted as he started up his speed again.
The boy turned onto his heels, angrily; "You promised me that you would find out who attacked my family, but you haven't, haven't you?!" More tears start to build up behind his eyes as he stared at the cop who stood still about two feet away from the boy. "You broke your promise! You're a liar!"
The little boy started to cry then tears proceed falling down his face uncontrollably as he turned on his heels again and ran into the distance, away from the cop.
Bullock's heart sunk even more when he saw the sad and tearful look on the boy's face and realized there was no way back. He had to let the boy go. To let him be.
Later that night the little boy found an old newspaper that had an article about the attack at the docks that said the entire Ornelas family was presumably dead.
"That's not true, I survived," the little boy sobbed then after minutes of crying he suddenly realized something and said to himself; "If that is what they think, let them. One day they will find out Sean Ornelas is still alive and they will regret they tried to kill my family. I will find them and I will make them pay for it!"
Now, five years later Sean Ornelas walks down the same streets he ran down when he was sad and angry after Bullock's 'betrayal'. He just returned to Gotham the previous day after a long while being away. He had seen and been through a lot of stuff outside the borders of the crime city. Far too much to mention.
The young street boy smirked to himself when he saw a young woman walking ahead of him in opposite direction. She was carrying a big brown grocery bag.
Sean snapped his pocket knife open then approached her, but suddenly a street girl wearing lots of leather stepped between him and his target then did the exact same thing he was planned to do which was slicing the bottom of the paper bag open.
The woman yelped when all her groceries dropped onto the street then the girl stepped around her and took a kart of milk off the ground before she vanished into the crowd.
Sean's jaws drops agape for a moment because he was totally surprised someone just stole parts of his evening meal then he quickly pursued. No way he would let her get away with it that easily.
It didn't take long for the street boy to locate the girl in the crowd then saw her stealing someone's wallet. Sadly for her the man she stole it from found out and pursued her until she managed to escape by climbing up a fire escape.
Sean looked at the scenario from afar and for a split second he could see the girl's face right at the moment she smirked at the chump below then disappeared into the darkness.
But that split second was enough for Sean to trigger a tiny memory in the back of his head.
Sean found himself in the front yard of a big, beige mansion with lots of pretty flowers surrounding him. For some strange reason he could even remember the smell.
There was a very large pool five feet away from him, but his daddy told him never to go to the pool without him or his mommy, and Sean always obeyed.
Suddenly a person came running toward him and lifted him up in her arms before hugging him tightly. Then she cried gleefully; "Bruce Wayne, Sean Ornelas! Sean Ornelas, Bruce Wayne!"
Just when her face was about to come into focus…
"Get out of my way, brat!" a venomous female voice said right before the men who swarmed around her pushed him out of the way and out of his flashback.
Sean corrected his bearings then saw it was Fish Mooney and her goons. Beside her walked, or better yet waddled, a young man who seemed very nervous. He was holding an umbrella in case it might rain.
Sean had been away from Gotham for years but he knew exactly who they were and he knew when to pick his battles. And tonight it was best to not pick a fight. Tonight he had to find a dry spot to eat and sleep.
The street boy watched Fish Mooney and her goons disappear into the crowd, but right before they did, the nervous young man turned around and looked at Sean. He narrowed his eyes as if he tried to remember if he had seen the boy before then instantly waddled faster to keep up with Fish Mooney.
Sean sighed deep then continued his stroll as well. If he wanted to find a dry spot he had to be fast.
A few hours later he still hadn't found the right spot. He didn't want to do it, but for now it seemed he had no other choice than look up the old warehouse where he and his old street gang used to hang out.
The young boy takes a long run up to leap from one building to the next only this time he hadn't done right calculations. The next building was slightly further away than he expected and touched the ledge with his feet briefly before he felt himself falling.
The young girl in the alleyway below heard a tumbling noise near the dumpsters behind her, but when she looked and saw no one she proceeded patting the cat's coat.
Suddenly she heard a noise that sounded like a grunt but it was hard to say because a sudden laughter drowned it. She looked over again then saw a man, a woman and a young boy walking into the alleyway.
The young girl quickly sprinted up a fire escape and hid in the shadows.
Sean grunted again then tried to scramble up and away from behind the dumpsters, but the woman laughed again as they talked. Fearing that they would see him, the street boy quickly ducks down again.
"Listen folks!" a dangerous male voice said then Sean heard the woman gasp. Then when he peered around the dumpsters quietly he saw the family had stopped and were in a lot of fear.
Sean swallowed quietly and looked on in horror. He saw the man standing in front of them aiming a gun then barking at them to give their wallet and necklace.
When the woman gave up her pearl necklace her husband kept shielding her and their son. The robber got impatient then snatched the necklace from her hands and it snapped.
The pearls started to bounce off on the pavement and some of them rolled toward Sean's hiding place. Sean didn't dare to move, and neither dared the girl who was still sitting on the fire escape platform without anyone knowing it.
Suddenly a deafening gunshot echoes through the alleyway and Sean covers his ears instinctively when memories of the attack on him and his parents flash through his mind. He can't help himself to not tremble in fear.
A second gunshot follows and Sean starts to curl himself further against the wall and into the shadows. Then he hears footsteps that come to a halt nearby him and when he opens his eyes he sees the masked man staring at him.
More fear starts to build up inside Sean. He sits there completely frozen wondering if the man could see him there in the shadows. There was no chance he could, right? But then why did he stop?
Sirens wail in the distance then the man bolds from the alleyway while Sean's ears start to fill with new sounds. It won't take long before he realizes it's the boy trying to get his parents talking.
Sean shifted forward quietly then looked around the dumpster and saw the boy's parents lying on the ground, bleeding. Then the boy sank through his knees between them and screamed a scream that was filled with fear, anger, sadness and loneliness.
A tiny movement on the fire escape platform across the alleyway caught Sean's eyes then when he looked he saw a girl slowly rising to her feet. It was the same girl who 'stole' his evening meal earlier that night.
Sean watches her grab for the fire escape ladder but then her eyes fell on him. His heart froze when her eyes pierced into his as if she was actually seeing him just as clearly as he saw her.
The she looked at the crying boy one more time before she climbed higher to the roof and ran off.
Sean backed to the wall again then tried to remember his parents' faces. For some strange reason he failed like always.
With a sad and heavy heart Sean moved out of his hiding place quietly. He knew he had to get away before the police arrived. They wouldn't understand it if they found him comforting a young boy and would send him upstate instantly.
Sean searched for a fire escape then climbed up to the rooftop, but strangely he couldn't force himself to run away. He felt bad for leaving the boy like that, scared and alone. That's when he decided to stay a little while longer but he would remain hidden. He would just sit there and make sure the boy would be as safe as possible until the cops arrived.
It took like twenty minutes before they finally arrived and sealed off the area around the crime scene. Well they sealed off the streets not the rooftops.
Sean stood back up then turned to leave but a voice stopped him.
"Call Major crimes, they love to have this!"
Sean looked down and saw the man he ran away from five years ago, Harvey Bullock. As far as he could see the cop hadn't changed much. Although he was a little bigger in his waist.
"Yeah, but they're not here," the other cop said while chewing on a piece of gum. "And your partner is talking to the witness. So that makes your case."
Sean followed their gaze to the fire escape across the alleyway and saw a cop standing in front of the young boy. Sean couldn't remember if he had seen that cop before so he had to be new.
"My name is Bruce Wayne," the boy said and Sean gasped quietly. Then he feels stupid for not remembering it sooner. How could he have forgotten it was the same family who took him in after his parents' disappearance?
Sean's eyes move back to the two bodies but they were now covered with blankets. A tiny memory of the time he spend at their mansion flashed through his memory. He could feel a few tears stream down his face but he didn't care.
Sean looked back at Bruce and saw the cop had sat down beside him and they talked quietly. He couldn't hear much of their conversation until Bruce talked again with trembling voice.
"We just got out of the movies. We were walking through the alley to catch an uptown cab and a man came out of the shadows. He was tall with a black mask. He had a hat and gloves and shiny shoes. He took my dad's wallet and my mom's necklace. And then he shot them for no reason. I should have done something. But I was too scared."
"There was nothing you could have done to stop what happened. But there is something you can do now. You can be strong. Be strong! I promise you, I will find the man who did this."
Sean gulped when he heard those words. It was almost the same exact words Bullock told him when he was a little boy and how stupid he had been to trust him for it.
A part of him wanted to jump down and tell Bruce Wayne to never EVER trust a cop, but he knew he couldn't. They would arrest him and send him upstate.
Suddenly another familiar face entered the crime scene, Alfred Pennyworth the Wayne family's butler. The man had always been very nice to Sean and there had been moments Sean felt bad for leaving Mr. Pennyworth at the GCPD like that.
Alfred talked with the new cop briefly then turned around and left with Bruce beside him.
Sean backs away quietly then runs across the rooftop and makes the perfect leap to the next building. This time he made a perfect hand and feet landing on the other building's rooftop.
From there Sean climbed down to the streets and proceeded to run all the way to the warehouse where he used to hang out with his street gang friends.
"SEAN!" a girl screamed soon he stepped foot into the warehouse. Then she scrambled up from her make-shift bed and ran across the warehouse toward him and hurled herself around his neck like a tight neck-chain. "I'm so happy you're back!"
Sean looked very awkward then placed his hands on each side of her waist and pushed her away with a little too much force. She looked at him with widened eyes.
"Sorry Haleigh, but I'm not in the mood right now," Sean said quickly then walking off the back of the warehouse where he put his stuff down then sat down on the cold floor and pushed his back against the wall.
While slumping his head down into his knees, Sean heard footsteps approach. After those two years being away from Gotham he still recognized them.
"I don't want to talk, Trey," Sean said without looking up.
Trey said nothing then moved his back down the wall as well until he sat down beside Sean on the floor. They just sat there in total silence.
After what seemed like five minutes, Sean finally dragged in a long sad sigh then looked at his friend and said; "I witnessed a murder, Trey."
Trey frowned slightly; "Don't get me wrong, but you've seen so many murders or other horrible things. More than any of us, so why is this any different?"
"They killed the Waynes, Trey," Sean said then moving his fingers frantically through his hair. "I know that name doesn't mean anything to you, but they were the nicest people I ever met. When my parents went missing after the attack I survived, they took me in."
Trey nodded in understanding and they listened at the wailing police sirens in the distance.
It felt so weird for Sean to be back in Gotham. After two years of searching for his parents in who knows how many different countries and states, the investigation led him straight back to Gotham. Someone told him a woman that goes by the name Kathryn might know more.
Sean sighed again when his mind kept lingering at the crime scene. There had been a girl as well who looked so familiar to him. But the memory her face unlocked in his mind made no sense at all. How could she be that girl? She still looked around the same age while he was what, four years old?
Trey looked at Sean and saw he was far away in his own thoughts then decided to leave him alone for a while. Ever since the day he met Sean he learned Sean was the kind of guy who kept things for himself and tried to solve everything on his own. He never fully trusted anyone.
Trey stood up then walked to his own make-shift bed and saw Haleigh collecting her stuff together which made him frown.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Haleigh snapped slightly irritated. "No offence but I have had enough of your and Luke's snoring. I'm going to move my stuff closer to Sean's."
Then she grabbed her blankets and trotted off while Luke muttered; "Great, she's been all over me for the past two years then suddenly Sean pokes his head back in and she's all over him again."
"Get used to it, man! Jared laughed jokingly.
"Besides, she actually never liked you," Trey added with a smirk.
Both Jared and Trey received a painful punch from Luke. Not that they cared. They simply kept laughing their heads off.
A few days later Sean walked down the streets looking for a chump to rob when he suddenly saw a familiar girl walking outside a nearby alleyway. It was the same girl who he saw at the crime scene.
She checked her surroundings for a moment then her eyes fell on him and he turned then walked to the nearest shop nonchalantly. From the corner of his eyes he saw her eyeing him for a moment before she turned the opposite way and walked off.
Sean gave her a head-start of ten seconds then pursued her by staying behind her for like two or three feet. He watches her head into an alleyway then enters the same alleyway a few seconds later.
The street boy follows the street girl for another ten minutes and all this time the girl never quickened her pace.
Suddenly Sean felt strong arms hooking around him from behind then a sharp sting in the back of his neck. His eyesight became blurry almost instantly.
A few hours later he wakes up dangling head down then instantly realizing where he was. The cold air around him told him he was hanging upside down in a cool room.
"Great," Sean muttered to himself then tried to swing back and forth to unhook the hook he was hanging on, but when it was about to happen, the door to cool room opened.
Three men walked inside then saw the boy swinging and grabbed his body to keep him still.
"You think you are smart, huh?" the fattest of the three asked with a grin.
Sean replied with a simple shrug.
"Well at least the kid is awake!" the second man grumbled. "This means we can start recording the tape, ask a couple of questions then kill him."
The third man laughed; "Yeah, and if the cop is finally awake by then, we can do the same thing to him."
Sean frowned. There was a cop in the room?
Sean followed the fat man with the camera then saw a second person dangling a few feet away from him. As far as he could see it was the cop he saw talking with Bruce after what happened with his parents.
"Over here, you'll get a better angle!" one of the men said to the person with the camera.
The man with the camera rolled his eyes; "What? You're a director all the sudden?"
"Don't get fresh with me, man!"
Sean rolls his eyes. Whoever hired those stupid idiots must be even dumber than them.
A moan escaped from the cop's lips then a goon laughed; "Look, the cop is finally awake too. This will make everything far more fun, because now we can kill the boy while the cop is watching."
"Shut up," another goon said then smacked his partner to the back of his head then walked over to Sean, grabbed his chin and asked; "Tell us everything you know about the Wayne murder!"
Sean gathered some saliva inside his mouth.
The goon noticed it then bellows; "You will regret it, kid!"
Sean swallowed it back up, or down, depends on which way is which because it's kinda hard to tell when you hang upside down then said with straight face; "I don't know what you are talking about."
"We know you were there! We found this in one of your pockets."
The goon took something from his pocket then showed it to Sean. It was a little, white pearl.
The memory of him picking up some of the pearls right before he left the alleyway flashed through Sean's mind.
Sean instantly looked blank; "I have never seen it before."
"We found it in your pockets."
"Yeah, that is your story. I mean, I was unconscious and all, so all we know you are trying to frame me for something!" Sean said penetrating his eyes into the goon's.
The goon grabbed Sean's chin again then scowls; "We searched you when you were unconscious, so you better start talking or else…"
"You just admitted in front of a cop how you searched a helpless boy. That sounds a little creepy, doesn't it?"
"Don't try to be smart with me, boy!"
The goon readied his fist and would have punched Sean's face if it wasn't for Jim to stop him.
"Don't you dare hurt that boy!"
The goon turned to face Jim then bellows; "Shut up! We will get to you later!"
"No you won't!" a voice in the doorway said then the goons turned and saw Bullock standing who waved with a grin; "Hey, Butch!"
"Harvey?" the fattest goon said with a frown. "Who told you we'd be here?"
Bullock shrugs; "Everybody knows this is where you take your problems."
Sean snorts; "Man, you are a real idiot if you tell all the citizens of Gotham where they can find you."
"Shut up or I'll beat you to pulp," Butch said.
Bullock quickly steps forward before everything escalates and says; "That's my partner you got there."
"So?" Butch asked.
"Let me talk to Fish and maybe we can sort something out."
Butch drags in a long, tired sigh then takes his phone and dials Fish's number.
"Yeah?" Fish said while chewing wildly on her rubbery steak.
"Bullock showed up at the plant," Butch replied.
Sean rolled his eyes then said sarcastically; "Thanks for telling. Now I know which direction to take soon after I escaped!"
Butch throws a stink-eye at the street boy then says, addressed to Fish; "He wants to talk to you."
"Put him on," Fish said while adding a fluffy potato into her mouth then beckoned Cobblepot and pointed at her feet.
Cobblepot understood the message then instantly starts rubbing her left foot.
"Fish!" Bullock said merrily.
"Speaking," Fish said with a bitterly voice.
Bullock grabs at his chest dramatically then says; "Don't be like that, sweetie-pie."
Sean made a sound that sounded like as if he was about to throw up in his mouth.
Bullock sends an icy stare at the street boy then says addressed to Fish; "Listen, you gotta let my boy go."
"Which one?" Fish asked then kicked Cobblepot's face for rubbing her foot too painfully.
Bullock rolls his eyes; "What do you mean, which one? My partner of course."
"Oh, sorry, I thought you actually meant the street boy. I mean, don't you recognize him at all?"
Bullock frowns puzzled; "Should I?"
"Don't you really remember that seven year old boy you found on the docks, barely alive?"
Bullock lowers himself close to Sean's face then stares him deep in the eyes, asking quizzically; "Sean Ornelas, is that really you?"
"It sounds like you finally figured it out, Harvey," Fish sang into Bullock's ear. "Yes, Sean Ornelas is still alive."
Cobblepot pinched one of Fish's toes in shock.
"Ouch, you idiot!" Fish exclaimed then Cobblepot ducks away for the foot that is about to come at his face. "I told you to never hurt mama, because if you hurt mama…
"Fish, before you punch that little penguin brat, could you please tell your goons to release my partner and the kid?" Bullock asked.
Fish let out an internal scream then hollers into the phone; "Fine, put me Butch back on!"
"Yeah, boss."
"That son-of-a-bitch just dared to interrupt one of my pummel sessions with Penguin. You hang hi up with his partner and that scrawny Ornelas brat!"
Cobblepot knows soon Fish hangs up she will beat him for pinching her toes, but he doesn't mind because she just asked her goons to kill the only Ornelas that was left.
"Got it," Butch said then hung up.
Then Bullock's world turns black.
A few hours later Bullock finally wakes up hanging upside down between Sean and Jim.
"Hey Sean, how you doing?" Bullock grinned then instantly looks angry; "Why the fuck you never told me you were alive?!"
Sean snorts; "As if you would care! I mean, you never came looking for me!"
"I did look for you, you little piece of-
"SHUT UP!" Butch bellowed then looked engrossed to the camera; "Are we rolling?"
"I even left several messages, which would have been a lot easier if you actually had an answering machine or even an address where I could send it to instead of relying on some bunch of scrawny street brats who promised to deliver it for a few bucks."
Sean laughs; "You must be a real idiot if you actually trusted them."
"Can I say something?" Jim asked.
"NO!" both Sean and Bullock bellowed.
Then Bullock adds; "You, stay out of it, and you, what did you just call me?"
"You actually want me to repeat it so you can feel insulted for a second time?" Sean asked.
"Yes! Yes I do!" Bullock roared.
"Fine, I called you an idiot!"
"YOU TWO SHUT UP!" Butch hollered angrily. "We are trying to solve a camera problem here!"
Sean grins; "Did you actually try to push the record button?"
"Don't tell 'm that," Bullock grumbled then tried to swing his body from left to right so he could hit Sean with his body.
A few seconds later, Bullock felt really exhausted and gave up.
"You should have joined the gym a lot more!" Sean said with a wicked smirk. "Also, I expected you would have lost a few pounds over the years but as far as I can tell, you gained 6 pounds extra."
"You little piece of…come here so I can punch you with my-
"WOULD YOU TWO PLEASE STOP?!" Jim roared when Sean hit Bullock's body with his so hard he collapsed into him. "When the captain wished me good luck with being your partner because you tend to drive most of your ex-partners crazy, I did not expect a ten year old being one of them."
"I'M TWELVE!" Sean bellowed infuriated.
"Yeah, he's twelve!" Bullock said then explained because he saw Jim's questioned look; "I know because I send him a birthday present every year! So how dare you to say I never thought about you, you little ungrateful-
"You never send me a birthday present, you lying cop!"
"Yes I did!" Bullock roared. "I gave them to your little girlfriend along with all the letters including some money to make sure she would give it to you."
"I don't know what Haleigh told you, but she's not my girlfriend!"
Bullock scoffs; "Actually, the girl said her name was Cat!"
"I don't know anyone that goes by the name Cat!"
"Yeah well, if you find her tell her I want my money back!"
Jim rolls his eyes; "I hate to interrupt, but I guess it's a little hard for him to tell Cat something when we are hanging upside!"
"Correction, when you two are hanging upside down," Sean said then showed the two adults his unbounded arms. He had untied them during the conversation with Bullock.
Butch suddenly smacked the back of both the goons heads then grumbled; "The camera is not broken, you forgot to press the record button."
"Ah-ha," they said then turned around to face the prisoners only to find two of them left. "Where did the kid go?"
"That scrawny little idiot left us to defend for ourselves!" Bullock grumbled. "Man, I hate that kid."
Suddenly the door to the cool room opened and this time it was Falcone who entered the room.
"Forgive me, young man, I forgot what your name is," Falcone said addressed to Butch. "Or perhaps I never knew it."
"Gilzean, sir."
"Ah, yes, Gilzean. Tell Miss Mooney she's too impetuous."
Bullock laughs; "I bet he doesn't even understand the meaning of that word yet alone pronounce it."
Falcone ignored Bullock's funny comment; "If she wants to kill policemen, she has to ask permission."
"Yes, sir."
"There are rules! Now cut them down!"
Bullock guffaws; "That's right, there are RULES!"
Then he hits the floor with a terrible thud.
Sean lies hidden underneath the backseat of Bullock's car listening to Jim's and Falcone's conversation. It's about all kind of things. The mob, Fish, the Wayne's.
Suddenly the car stops.
"Why are we stopping here?" Jim asked then followed Falcone and Bullock out of the car then over to the trunk.
Falcone opened the trunk and they found a person lying in it.
Jim frowned puzzled then Falcone shared a look with Bullock before heading over to his limo that was following them the entire time. Falcone stepped in and left.
Sean still hid underneath the backseat of Bullock's car then suddenly heard an anxious voice somewhere from behind him.
"No, please. Please, I beg of you."
"Shut up!" Sean heard Bullock's voice say. "This is the fool that snitched. Falcone wants you to walk him to the end of the pier and put a bullet in his head. Then everybody knows you are with the program."
Sean's eyes widened in shock. So it was true then? Bullock worked with the mob all along. Maybe Bullock was behind the attack of his parents all this time as well.
"And if I don't," Jim asked.
Bullock sighs; "Then I'm supposed to take you out and him too. Here's the thing, Jim, I like you. I might not have the stomach to do it, but I'll try."
Sean holds his breath while crawling from underneath the backseat then peering over the head rest. He looks at the back of Bullock's and Jim's head.
"Because if I don't, someone will get to you quick enough," Bullock added. "Then they're gonna get to me, probably Barbara as well. I mean, you could have told her everything."
Jim looks at his partner angrily; "I told her nothing!"
"You think Falcone cares?" Bullock asked. "Look, I've seen these things before, alright? That kid you saw back in there lost his entire family because his dad saw things he shouldn't have. The same thing will happen to you or Barbara if you don't do this."
Jim looks thoughtfully for a moment then turns around to face the person in the trunk, Cobblepot. He didn't see Sean duck back down in the backseat.
"Walk!" Jim grumbled then pushed Cobblepot forward as they walked to the end of the pier.
Cobblepot waddles forward while whimpering anxiously; "Please, Mr. Gordon, just let me live. I'll do whatever you say, I'll be your slave for life."
Sean peers carefully over the edge of the backseat watching stunned at the scene that happens before him. He sees Bullock leaning against the car.
Sean looks at the side of Bullock's face, wondering how he could ever trust the cop. Then his eyes dart back to the end of the pier where the two men arrived at the edge.
Suddenly a gunshot echoes through the air and Cobblepot falls face down into the water.
Sean can't help himself and gasped in shock then jerked away from the rear window and hit his head to the car roof in the process.
Bullock heard the stumbling noise then turned around and saw Sean inside his car then instantly ran to the right side of the car and pulled the backseat door open.
Sean kicked Bullock in the face a few times then escaped through the left side door and fled as fast as he could.
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