Bane hovered over me, not sure what to do.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded.
"The child must be born."
I didn't want the baby. I wanted an abortion.
"I don't want children." I said brusquely.
Bane didn't seem to care what I wanted.
"You will give birth or you will die." He stated through his mask.
"I'll die then. I'm having an abortion."
Bane sighed. "This child is my legacy in Gotham. Talia died so I have no family left to live after my death."
"You must give birth or I will have the child removed."
"It's not a child. It's twins."
"Twins?"
Bane shook his head. "Take her away. Keep her in our quarters in Gotham. She will give birth to my children as I ask or we shall carve her as a Halloween pumpkin to get them out!"
The henchmen came and dragged me away screaming and crying and clawing at them.
Bane smiled behind the mask. "My twins."