Chapter 1: Infiltration
Hello my fellow readers! Welcome to my second story. It takes place two months after the end of Season 2, but in case you are wondering (the people who are familiar with me), it is not connected to 'Sword of Rao' by any means (check it out if you like, just go to my profile). This is completely new.
Don't ask me why… just see for yourself. :)
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Enjoy!
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2016
Gotham Docks
August 21, 23:46 EST
It was late night, and Barbara Gordon thought she would be taking a break by now. Her mission; to infiltrate a warehouse that belongs to Oswald Cobblepot, also known as; the Penguin. The main objective, destroy the warehouse and its supply trucks.
"Barbara," Batman said through the earpiece with a serious tone, "Don't rush it. Take your time, but be quiet."
"Understood Bruce, don't worry." Batgirl said in an relaxed tone, she was sitting at the top of an old water tower.
"Remember, get in quietly, find the cargo and plant the C4's I gave you. Then get out of there and detonate. Good luck. Batman out."
"Alright, time to get in." She scanned the warehouse, examining what should be her next move and sighed, "Last mission then I can go home and rest."
She got her grapple gun and shot at a nearby pole and swung towards the warehouse, landing on one of its windows. Holding the grapple gun with one hand, she used her other hand to place a WayneTech charge on the window, silently dissolving the glass.
"Okay. I'm in." She told herself in a quiet voice, "Time to plant the bombs."
Barbara walked stealthily around the warehouse until she noticed a two heavily armed guards both holding AK-47's, conversing. Hiding behind a giant crate, Batgirl listened in.
"Weren't the supplies meant to be shipped out an hour ago?" One of them said.
"They were. Penguin's not gonna be happy about this." The other soldier said as they both started to walk away.
"Yeah well… At least it's not our fault."
"True."
Once they were gone, she continued on and not long after, found one of the trucks, placing one C4 under it, "One down, three to go."
She continued on and saw more guards. She snuck past them as if she was soap slipping from a person's hand. Another truck was found, two more to go. She got out another C4, but noticed two more guards right beside the truck, talking. Barbara reckoned she'd listen in to gather any information necessary.
"What are these supplies again?" One of them asked.
"Firearms and ammunition." The other answered simply.
"How much?"
"$2 billion worth."
Barbara's gasped, but quietly so the guards couldn't hear her. She processed the number, "Two billion dollars worth of guns and ammo!?"
"That much? Is the Penguin really that desperate?" The second guard joked.
"I don't know. Just keep a look out. Batman could be anywhere right about now."
"And don't forget those little freaks of his," The second also mentioned his apprentices, "Maybe they're here."
"Probably the teenagers from the Justice League," the first guard took out his walkie-talkie, "Warning the others to keep a look out."
"Shit! Gotta hurry!" Batgirl quickly put the second C4 under the truck and dashed away quickly, but she still heard the first guard speak to the walkie-talkie.
"Boys, just a heads up, the group of teenagers might be here. Search the area."
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Watchtower
August 22, 1:58 UTC+2
"She should be done by now," Batman paced slowly with a thinking posture, "What could possibly take her so long?"
"Relax, Batman," Aqualad comforted the Dark Knight, "Batgirl is fully capable of doing this mission all by herself, thanks to your training."
Batman sighed, "You're right. I'm worried over nothing."
"Batgirl to Batman. Come in." A girl's voice came through the transmitter on his right arm. It was Batgirl who appeared on the small screen, and she looked afraid and sounded in pain.
"Barbara? Mission report."
"They're… everywhere." Batman and Aqualad could heard her heavy breathing. It was slightly disturbing as if it was a horror movie.
"What happened?"
"I planted the bombs, but the guards are on alert. They found the C4's and they diffused them," her whimpering and hissing in pain were heartbreaking to the soul, "I got shot."
"Where?" Batman was back to worrying again.
"Hey! I heard her voice again!" A guard's voice was heard in the background and Barbara turned her head to look where the sound came from, "Show yourself bitch!"
"Just hurry!" She looked back at the screen and signed off. A few more gunshots were heard in the distance before the screen closed.
Batman's eyes squinted as he clenched his fists tightly, "I'm going."
"No! The moment they see you, they will kill Batgirl!" Aqualad stopped him from going any further.
"Then what would you have me do!? Everyone else is off duty!" Bruce retorted.
"Call him." Kaldur suggested, gesturing with his hands once he said 'him' in a hinting way.
"No. He's still taking a leave of absence," Batman refused to call a certain person, "He hasn't been doing any combat recently."
"And as the Leader of the Team, I think now is the time for him to get to work. Just call him." Aqualad begged politely.
The Caped Crusader thought about it for a moment but instantly stopped as time was running out for Barbara. He turned on his transmitter and touched on the pad, selecting someone's name, "I'm calling him."
A few short seconds passed and a tired teenager's voice spoke, "Yeah?"
"We need you to come in right now."
"Ugh! Bruce, it's midnight! Can this wait 'til tomorrow?"
"Barbara's in trouble." Batman went straight to point, not wasting any more time.
There was a small pause during the call. The other side was quiet, until the voice on the other side sounded wide awake and serious, "Send me her coordinates. Give me seven minutes."
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Gotham Docks
August 22, 00:09 EST
Barbara bled fast, but the guards took care of that, patching it up with bandages to slow it down. They were laughing and poking her sides. Her body was chained to a pillar and her arms and legs were tied around it by rope and her mouth covered by duct tape. Her cowl was off and she was stripped out of her uniform, leaving her in her nightwear; a grey tank top and white panties.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" A strong British accent was heard. It was the Penguin, walking slowly towards Batgirl, "Barbara Gordon."
"Penguin." She somehow could speak normally despite some minor bleeding.
An evil cackle escaped from the short, portly man's mouth, "What's wrong love? Can't take the pain? Want your daddy here to cuddle you?"
Barbara managed to spit at him with all her remaining strength. Cobblepot was taken aback after the spit caught onto his eye.
"Argh! You spat on my eye! You fucking bitch!" Oswald cursed as he wiped the spit off with his handkerchief, then turned his attention to the guards, "Move out the trucks, then burn this place down! And keep an eye out for Batman!"
"Yes, sir!" The guards already had jerrycans and started to pour the fuel onto the floor and pillars.
Batgirl hissed. The pain was unbearable but she was glad the bullet went through clean.
"Tell me this," the gentleman of crime took out a cigar and started to smoke and blew it at her, speaking in a more calm voice. He took off the duct tape on her mouth, "How does it feel? To be trained by Batman, and it all goes to waste as you shall die tonight? Your father would be so devastated when he founds out about this."
"Go… FUCK yourself!" She still stayed strong, cursing at the short criminal.
"Do you have any idea on how it feels to lose to your kind? You… 'Heroes'? "
"What's your point?" She asked furiously.
"Me killing you is the best revenge I could ever get after you killed most of my men before. This makes me and Batman… even."
"How does killing me make you even with him? Makes no fucking sense!"
"Don't be hasty! I'm trying to tell you a story to comfort you until you burn to the ground with this warehouse."
"Then you have a weird way of trying to comfort people before they die!" She retorted harshly, "You're fucking sick!"
The Penguin chuckled and called out to his guards, "Are you done yet?"
"We're done!" One of them replied, "No sign of Batman or his sidekicks either sir."
Barbara felt her heart skip a beat upon hearing this. Her mood had instantly switched from anger to fear. There weren't coming? She didn't know what to feel or think. Angry? Sad? Betrayed? Forgotten? Or perhaps they were just too slow?
"Good!" Cobblepot never felt so elated in his life, putting the duct tape back on Barbara. The Batman wasn't coming, nor Nightwing or Robin.
"No… please. Dad, Bruce, Tim… Dick! Save me!" She pleaded in her head. She knew that they couldn't hear her, but she begged for them to come anyway, "I don't want to die yet!"
"Goodbye, girl. We'll be seeing you in hell." Penguin waved as he got on one of the trucks and drove off. The other three trucks followed.
Barbara Gordon looked down in shame as she closed her eyes in defeat. She failed her mission. She failed the Team. She failed Batman. She failed her father. She failed… everyone she knows. Her eyes started to water.
Three guards remained in the warehouse lighting up matches. The first guard spoke, "Time to torch this damn place."
Hearing this made Barbara use her all her remaining energy to try and break free from the chains and ropes, but to no avail. It was useless without her suit.
"What do we do with her?" The second guard asked.
The third smacked the second on the back of his head, "What are you? A fucking nutjob? She's supposed to burn with the warehouse! Weren't you listening!?"
"No! I meant something else!"
"Like what?"
The first guard smirked. He knew what the second was talking about, "I know what he means."
Third guard realised this as well, as they all turned to look at a vulnerable Batgirl. Her eyes widened, knowing what they were going to do to her. They were going to rape her, then burn the warehouse. She screamed at the top of her lungs, but they were muted by the duct tape. This was probably the worst day of her life. First, she got shot and now she was about to be raped.
"Good thinking," The third laughed menacingly, "I've been itching for things like this."
"Just release her chains. It reveals her best parts." The second was taking out his pants already.
Hearing the zip sound, her heart started beating faster. Her muted whimpering made the guards more excited. Guard one took out her chains. He shushed her and caressed her body, "Don't worry baby. Based on that injury on your stomach, we'll be… 'gentle' with you."
"Someone, help me!" Her begging was nonstop.
"Alright!" Guard one started rubbing his hands in excitement, "Who goes first?"
Just as he said that, a giant force dropped on him. Before he could react, he was knocked out as a strong fist impacted his skull. The other two guards backed off as a man in a black suit, with a blue coloured bird logo on his chest, stood up slowly. It was Nightwing, and he was pissed. Barbara closed her eyes in relief.
Guard three took out a combat knife from the holster on his right waist, ready to fight, while Guard two was still putting his pants back on. Guard three came at him and attempted to slash him from the right, only for Nightwing to dodge to the left and trip Guard three. Guard two was now ready but was way too slow to attack, resulting in Richard grabbing his right arm on two sides, breaking it.
As Guard two yelled in agony, Nightwing took out the combat knife from Guard two's holster on his arm and stabbed him in the neck, killing him instantly. Guard three could only watch in horror as the blood from Guard two's neck spewed out like a water sprinkler. Barbara was also in shock because she never saw Dick kill a criminal before. Yet in a violent way as well. Dick pushed Guard two's lifeless body away. It stumbled like a sack of potatoes. His eyes were still wide open and the blood from his neck poured out into the ground, creating a small pool.
Guard three was still stunned after seeing that and attempted to get his M1911 pistol from his left holster with his right rand. He got a hold of it and took it out of safety mode, but Nightwing was already behind him and stomped on his hand hard, his fingers unintentionally pushing the pistol away. He groaned in pain as the boot almost crushed his entire right hand, making Guard three let go of the knife on his left so he could attend to his right.
Dick got the combat knife and noticed Guard one struggling to get back up. The former Robin turned over Guard three and stabbed his left hand. The sharp blade pierced through. Guard three yelled loud but soon started crying in pain. Richard also picked up the gun of Guard three and shot at the back of his head, ending his life. The first guard took out a match box and to lighted a match, tossing it aside to a where fuel from the jerrycans were. The fire spread quickly and Guard one was on the verge of escaping. That was until Dick threw the combat knife at his head. He fell down flat on the ground.
Barbara watched in both horror and amazement. Horror because Dick was always a funny wisecracking, playboy who was close friends with Barbara during their youth, but this was a different side of him she never saw before. More violent and brutal like how Bruce was after Jason was killed by the Joker. Amazement because he came in just in time and took all three guards down in less than a minute, without using his escrima sticks.
Dick ran towards her and took out the duct tape first, "You okay?"
She could only nod, still speechless that she was still alive.
"Don't worry, I'll get you of here. You're gonna be okay." He unbinded the ropes quickly and carried her out the main door which was opened. It came to both of them as a surprise that Penguin didn't think about locking it before.
As they escaped into the outside, the Warehouse exploded like fireworks on New Year's eve.
Dick set her down gently and looked back, "Good thing I got you out just in time. Too bad your suit was still the…"
Barbara came at him and gave him a tight embrace. She started to cry, "Dick… I can't… believe you're here."
Richard smiled sorrowfully and hugged her back, rubbing her back gently, "Bruce called. Don't worry, I'm here."
"They… they were… they were gonna…"
"I know," Dick said in a soothing voice, comforting her. "Relax, they won't hurt you anymore. I got you."
She sniffed three times and whispered, "Hold me."
Dick tightened the embrace, "Let's get you to the hospital. We gotta fix up that wound."
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Chapter 1 DONE!
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