Author Note: This is my first fanfiction so please don't judge too harshly. I've written before, but not for anyone's eyes other than mine. So here we go. Also if you need a visual on particular character's attires, I have adapted the Arkhamverse style for this fic, and it's also set after the events of Arkham City but the Arkham City program itself is still running. I would have posted it in the Arkham City area but I didn't think it would receive the reads. You don't have to have previous knowledge of the games to read this either. Please feel free to review, advice is always welcome and so is encouragement. Enjoy.
"No sign of target. Repeat, no sign of target." I heard the TYGER guard say into his mouth piece. Why do they even need them, I thought, they're all standing within a few metres of each other. Sighing, I flipped my goggles onto my face and retrieved a set of caltrops from my hip. I figured I could set a trap for the guards.
Moving away from my vantage point, I dropped to the ground and hid behind a crumbling brick wall. Quietly as I could manage, I rolled the ball of spikes across the floor. As it exploded, I heard the guards become alert, their footsteps getting louder as they closed in on me. Smirking, I pounced back up to my vantage point and watched as the idiots fell to their knees, grabbing at their feet, their weapons dropped and forgotten. Taking this to my advantage, I took them out while they were down, crushing one guard's throat with my heel, the other tangled in my whip. Once they had both breathed their last and fell into unconsciousness, I moved on. Two down, one to go.
Running as silently as I was taught, I made my way to the floor grates that acted as ventilation to the room. I had noticed that they ran directly under where the guard stood at the entrance to Strange's interrogation cells. Stealthily, I crept through the vents, until I was right beneath the guard. I could feel his fear despite his cool appearance. In one swift move, I was upon him, his back flat on the ground, my fist making contact with his jaw, my other hand firm around his neck. Easy.
"I'm in." I said quietly into my own mouthpiece on the collar of my suit. Smiling, I picked up the guard's validation key and let myself into the cell block.
"Good. Now get him out." A gruff voice echoed in my ear.
I searched the cellblock, looking through the one-sided glass windows to each cell. There were numerous people in there, both people I knew and people I didn't. A couple of Arkham's worst inmates, a few of Penguin's thugs, and one girl I didn't think I'd see in here. Harley. I figured she'd be out in the actual environment, not here in the interrogation cells. She looked like she had been drowned, whether by someone else's hand, or by her own tears, I did not know. "What's Harley doing in here?" I asked.
"No idea. Keep moving. You don't have much time." A voice in my ear growled. I continued, a little faster this time. The corridor seemed endless. Until I reached the end.
"There's a room here. No window like the others, but the door is reinforced unlike the others." I murmured.
"Use what I gave you. It should work on the door."
I nodded, even though he couldn't see me, and removed a small device from the pouch on my belt. After placing the device on the door near the hinges, I turned my back and braced myself, blocking my ears. As the door's hinges combusted, the door became weak enough for me to shift aside. But before I could, a small voice came from behind the door.
"Batman?" My heart broke. The boy he wanted me to get out was Robin. Well, Red Robin, but they're all the same bird boy to me.
"No Red, it's me." I said softly, moving the door as quickly as possible. Robin made his way to the door and helped push it aside, climbing his way out before falling to his knees.
"He's weak. I can't carry him."
"He'll hold out on his own. He's strong." I heard him say in my ear.
"I'll be right Selina, just give me a moment." Robin said from the ground. I put my hand on his shoulder and kept a look out for any movement or signs of danger.
"Use the fire escape on your right to get out. Three guards on the roof. All armed. I'll send in the Batwing to pick you up from the roof. Batman out."
"C'mon lil' bird, we have to get out of here, pronto." I whispered. Robin nodded and moved to his feet, scanning the corridor. I guided him to the fire escape and lowered the ladder.
"Ladies first." He smirked in true Robin style.
Once we had reached the roof, I lifted my goggles from my eyes and scanned the rooftop.
"No guards near the immediate exit. We should be fine to get out and attack." I told Robin. He nodded and cracked his knuckles in anticipation. I smiled and made my way to the rooftop, Robin hot on my tracks.
"You take the right one; I'll distract the left two. Then we can take them head on." Robin whispered, watching the guards as they surveyed the surrounding rooftops. Before I could object, he was on his feet, running with his shield up, head on to the guards.
"For the love of-" I threw a bola at my target, wrapping around his torso so his arms were strapped to his chest, and sprinted across the rooftop. Pouncing onto the guard, his head between my knees I twisted, hearing a small crack from his neck before he fell to the ground. I turned and saw that Robin had successfully taken out both his targets.
"Amateur." He scoffed, keeping a look out for more guards and the Batwing.
"Well if you had of at least let me have a say, I'm sure I would have been more prepared." I said, dusting off the dirt from my suit.
Robin lowered his hood, sliding his staff back into position on his back, and readjusted his suit before saying, "You should always be prepared, even when you're not prepared."
"You sound just like him." I scowled as I heard the Batwing roaring its way to us.
"There's a reason for that." He laughed, ascending the ladder that dropped for us. Sighing, I joined him and made my way to the passenger seat.
"This is new." I remarked, taking in the new seats and controls of the Batwing.
"It is. It was you that helped destroy the last one. I liked the last one." He frowned at me, taking the pilot's seat and disengaging the auto-pilot. Smirking, I braced myself for the sudden acceleration that was sure to come.