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Chapter 2: New weapons and Meeting the Enemy

~Arkham Asylum Patient Room 4563 Mr. J A.K.A The Joker~

I struggled with the bonds of my straight jacket once again and hissed as I pulled my shoulder out of place again. The fabric went slack just enough for me to shimmy out of it and drop it to the floor like a discarded tissue. Now the fun part, with a giant crack I popped it back into place and licked my scars for a moment. Walking over to the glass I peered down each side of the hallways watching the camera's zoom in on me as soon as I appeared in frame. This Bolton freak was seriously starting to piss me off. Not only could I not find a way out but he disabled my fail safe, Edward, to the point of him being practically a vegetable. Kinda like a potato or something. I haven't seen the straw boy for awhile so I'm assuming he's dead. On top of that my wife's probably having a hysterical fit without me there to cook for her. Seriously all she's eaten since I got her knocked up is my awesome cooking.

I sighed and clicked my tongue as I paced from one side of my cell to the other. This new Bolton freak was smart and I didn't like that. He got Edward to give out a riddle about my wife. I'm still pissed that she went and got all suited up without me. But the dressmaker doesn't care for rules he probably just summoned her to piss me off. I've gotta remind myself to stab the old guy later. But yea back to my little predicament, I wanted out. I've been trapped in this tiny box for so long that I'm going rabid on top of the fact that I'm fucking starving! I haven't had a good meal in a week and half the shit they've been shoving down my throat was drugged to the point of making me gag.

"Well hello there Mr. J." Fuck it's that giant ape; he's snuck up on me again. He's as silent as one of those big cats, a puma or something like that. I licked my scars once again and stared him dead in the eye. I smiled big making him frown; oh I do love pissing this one off.

"Well hello there, Lyle." I dragged out his name and dusted myself off while he stood there like some weird voyeur. I wondered what he would threaten me with this time; stabbings, choking's, sodomizing me with a waffle iron. Well that last one I threw in there because it sounded like fun and I'm seriously craving some waffles. When I get out of here my little wifey is going to cook me waffles for a week straight.

"Now Mr. J you've taken off your jacket again. You know it's for your own good that it stays on, after your last 'episode'." The jerk tazed me out and injected me with some form of seizure shit that put me in the med ward for a week. Like I wanted to flop around on the floor like some fish and foam everywhere. I rolled my eyes and licked my scars yet again. "Now you wouldn't want to cause your 'friends' any more trouble do you? The more you act up the less they get to eat." He grinned at me and I was taken off guard for a moment, the hell was he talking about. Before I could open my mouth to speak he was talking again. God he nagged me worse then some of the women I've killed. "Crane hasn't eaten in over a week and Edward's just as bad, do you want them to starve? True you are a heartless bastard but watching them slowly wither away and die just because you won't wear a jacket for a few days?" He had the audacity to click his tongue at me. I wanted to strangle this bastard and I lunged at the glass. Fucking electricity shot me back and left me twitching on the floor. He just laughed and stood there staring.

"I'm going to stab you Bolton." I ground out between my clenched teeth. So straw boy was alive, well mostly alive, and the braniac was starving. Well wasn't this a happy freaking surprise. I grit my teeth and sat up as I watched the food trolley pass behind Bolton. "Feed the boys Bolton, I'll play nice…for now." I sat in the corner of my cell as he laughed and walked off. He probably wasn't going to feed them, my eye twitched and I licked some blood from my lips and thought of Mrs. J.

~Back with V~

I sighed and pulled myself out of Jonathan's shower and dried myself off. My tech guys were finished with a prototype device for me to go check out and I pulled my new skin on and strapped myself in. I made sure everything was snug before slipping my mask on and walking out into the kitchen. Gerald was passed out at the computer and Zach had gotten me subway sometime last night but was nowhere in sight. I checked each of my men's rooms and he hadn't touched anything in them. I sighed in relief and tried to eat in peace. Once my food was gone I went and poked Gerald until he woke up and worked the kinks out of his neck.

"Morning Mystery. What's up?" He yawned big and I sighed.

"Zach's gone so wanna go with me to see my new tech?" His eyes lit up like a schoolboy and he was out of his chair and grabbing the van keys in an instant.

"Don't have to ask me twice! Let's go, let's go, let's go!" He was bouncing on his feet and I took a step back wondering where all this energy came from. I blinked in surprise and followed him out to the van and let him drive. Hopefully it wasn't a bad idea to let him take the reigns but I just didn't feel like driving lately. Ever since Larry forced me into his trunk I've been leery of getting behind the wheel and driving. It didn't make sense but I didn't have Jonathan to explain it away. I relaxed in the back of the van and all too soon we were at the docks where my tech guys were stationed. For some reason they preferred the big empty warehouses out here and hey whatever floats their boats I guess.

"Welcome Boss!" One of the goons jumped up to greet me as I waltzed in with Gerald on my heels. The tech guys had some things lying on the table that looked interesting and I walked over to inspect them while Gerald started chatting up the over excited goon.

"Mystery good timing we've got something very special for you!" Techie giggled out. This guy was older then me by almost a decade yet he creeped me out on a whole other level. He was always giggling and whispering to himself as he worked, and had that whole mad scientist vibe going on. Dude used to work for Wayne Tech in the Research and Development division but lost his job over 'creative differences'.

"Whatcha got Techie?" I looked down at the devices on the table they looked almost like wrist guards but different like small cigarette cases. I brushed some of my green bangs away from my face as he picked up one of the devices and grabbed my wrist.

"Oh I've had a breakthrough!" He strapped it to my wrist with the open end of the case facing my palm and it was heavier then it looked. "It's a device to store and access my newest invention…the razor tazer cards!" His eyes went wild as he pulled out what looked like a mix of a business card and a computer micro chip. They had white boxes about an inch long at the edge and shone a polished copper in the light. I carefully took one and nearly sliced my fingers open.

"These are very…sharp." I tested the weight in my hands and the card itself was about as heavy as a playing card. I blinked when the card got close to the case on my wrist. Two tiny robotic hands shot out and grabbed the card, pulling it neatly inside before clicking the case closed. "And that was just creepy."

"Oh it's marvelous isn't it!? They're as sharp as razors and once they hit organic flesh they release a low voltage of electricity to paralyze your victim. I've even made ones that explode in a shower of electric blue sparks for you!" He was ranting and bouncing around as he pulled out another razor card but this one was green with copper wiring on it. The box on it was glowing blue faintly and when I grabbed it, it pulsed faintly in my fingers. "Oh you need the other one to store those." He strapped the other case on my left wrist and the tiny robotic hands once again shot out and pulled the card inside before clicking closed.

"How many cards can each case hold?" I flicked my right wrist and a card shot out into my fingers slicing one of them open. I hissed and lowered the card until the robotic hands shot out to pull it back in. I stuck my finger in my mouth and tried to stop the bleeding. Techie hadn't noticed and was off in his own little world until I tapped him on the shoulder. He blinked before smiling again.

"Oh each case can hold up to thirty cards. And I've got you backup cases to attach to your utility belt!" I blinked and looked down wondering where the hell I'd gotten a utility belt. My waist was unbelted and I looked back up at him.

"Techie I don't have a utility belt." He stopped and stared at my waist for a moment before smacking himself in the face and rushing off muttering.

"One second Mystery. Let me go grab it, I could have sworn I'd given it to you already." He rushed into a back room before returning with a simple black belt that had several compartments in it. He set it on the table and began explaining what was in each compartment. "Okay this one has your basic laser cutting tools." He pulled out a small compact laser and glass cutter before putting them back. "This one has some high tension rope in case you need to climb anywhere; I even added a collapsible hook on the end for easy tossing." I nodded as he listed off all my new toys, I was impressed. I kind of felt like the evil version of Batman once I'd clipped it on and adjusted it. It fit my suit as it melted in with the black of my armor nicely.

"So how do I tell each card case apart?" I took a closer look at each case strapped to my wrist.

"Oh they're color coated; copper is electric tazer cards and gold is the one with the bombs." He muttered as he was scribbling onto a wrinkled piece of paper. "I can make you more cards if you need them but it will take a week to make a hundred of each. Right now I have about eighty six of each made for you and they're all in this box here." He motioned to a box one of his assistants brought out. It was the size of a shoe box and I took it carefully from her.

"Thanks Techie let me know if you come up with any other fun toys for me." I grinned as an evil look crossed his face.

"Oh my toys are the best that's why I work for you. Mystery you're the only one who understands me." He stared off into space and I said my goodbyes and left with Gerald.

"I don't know how you recruited Techie, but I'm glad he's working on our team." Gerald gave a quick shudder and I giggled.

"Techie came to me looking for work and I was the only Rogue willing to give him a lab and some cash to throw around. That and he tends to blow up his assistants at a frighteningly quick pace…" I trailed off as I stepped into the van and sat down. Blinking away my worry I carefully balanced the box on my lap as we drove home.

I stepped in the doorway and was greeted by Zach who was sitting on the couch nervously holding a few bags of supplies. I walked over and peered at him from the side of the sofa.

"Whatcha got for me Zach?" His nose was bandaged and one of his eyes was swollen shut, I must really have a punch and I felt kinda bad.

"I found out where Bolton spends his days off. He's taking a personal day and I know that you wanted to scope him out." He set the bags down on the table. "I've got you some temporary hair dye and wigs, green hair is kinda noticeable and trackable. Let me know when you wanna go see him, and I hope to god that he doesn't recognize you." He sighed and leaned back against the couch. "And I'm sorry that I took the liberties of grabbing ya last night. You just remind me of my old girlfriend and I wanna make sure that nothing happens to ya, you know?"

"Just don't Zach, just don't." I trailed off and grabbed the bags as I headed once again to Jonathan's room. I locked the door behind me before grabbing the hair dye and heading to the showers.

Stepping out of the nice hot shower I sighed and ran my hands through my once again red hair. There were still streaks of green in it that the dye wouldn't cover but all in all I felt like a new woman. I dried my hair and walked over to the mirror to inspect my new dye job and froze. The bruise on my chest was almost completely gone. I poked at it and felt my heart shudder at the touch. It felt like I had something wrapped around my heart and I wondered if it was Crow rolling around in his sleep. With a sad smile I dressed in normal clothes and brushed my hair. I felt strange in Jeans and a dress shirt but I had to be V again and not Mystery.

I slipped on some regular shoes and put my hair up as I exited Jonathan's room. Gerald and Zach were giving each other death glares over the table and I hung back out of curiosity.

"She's our boss and the wife of all three rogues who wouldn't think twice to kill you." Gerald sighed and rubbed his temples. "Zach dude this is madness you need to find another rogue to work with. I'm going to call in Steven and have him take your place because this is getting way out of hand."

"Gerald she needs protection. She's a woman and for god sakes she's pregnant and taking on Lyle the fucking Bolton. You've seen the guy, you've seen what he can do and get away with. If you wanna call Steven in that's fine but I'm not leaving until she's got at least one of her husbands back." He nearly slammed his fist on the table but I quickly walked into the kitchen and they both froze like guilty children.

"Call in Steven see if he can meet up wherever Bolton's at." I looked over at Zach. "And I want to see Bolton now." Gerald was up and rushing to his computers and Zach handed me a small purse with some new ID's, cash and a small pistol inside.

"Let's go, and don't say I didn't warn you about how much of a beast he is." Zach didn't touch me and rushed out to the van. I slowed to a stop by Gerald who had just shot off several e-mails and was rubbing his forehead.

"Careful Mystery, Bolton isn't married and has a history of being rough with women. I don't know what he'll do but I can bet it isn't pleasant."

"Thanks for the heads up Gerald, can you do me a favor and try to make sure that my men have been fed today. If Bolton's not there maybe you can hack up some extra rations for them or some extra medical care that no one will look twice on." I had a hopeful gleam in my eyes and he gave a sad smirk and nodded.

"I'll do my best, but don't get your hopes too high. It's a mess in there and I'm gonna need a vacation soon to get all this code out of my head." I chuckled and he grinned sheepishly.

"Thanks Gerald." I walked out to the van and sat in the back as Zach strapped himself in and drove us to god knows where. I drifted off for a bit and when I woke back up we were in a nice neighborhood near a park that I'd driven by several times as a housekeeper. It had a walking track and a basketball court off to one side and the rest of the park was a wooded trail that people would jog around for exercise. This park was actually quite safe and people could walk it alone without fear of being robbed or worse.

"He jogs the paths here on his days off. I'll be in the court watching you so try to walk slow and look innocent." He parked the van and I got out with a stretch. Zach pulled a basketball from the front seat and headed off to shoot some hoops while I walked slowly to the wooded trails.

I walked into the wooded portion for awhile until the smell of the pine trees filled my senses. The weather was sunny for once and there was a nice breeze in the trees. I closed my eyes for a moment and took in the peaceful scenery around me. I felt calm and walked slowly as if I were just wasting time enjoying a day off by myself. After walking awhile I heard the sound of someone stomping around and I moved to the side of the path just as the devil himself appeared headed in the opposite direction. Bolton was wearing a pair of black sweatpants that hung low on his hips and a tight white t-shirt that was dripping with sweat. A small black towel was hanging around his shoulders and he seemed oblivious to the world around him.

He was tall and dwarfed my 5'3 inch frame by over a foot. He was extremely muscular and I knew that I would never be able to take him in unarmed combat unless he were already half dead on the floor and unable to move. I tried not to stare as he thundered by me and I kept walking not wanting to look back to make it obvious that I was here to observe him. I took a calming breath and continued on my pace if he was running the trails then I'd see him again and even if he was finishing up I'd been able to see enough of him to judge that he would be a problem. A big problem for me to take care of on my own, I would need someone to team up with to take him down. The only problem was that all the rogues were in Arkham. I closed my eyes for a moment and sighed.

~The twisted mind of Lyle Bolton~

That clown is really starting to piss me off. He just won't die or break on me and that's not something I enjoy knowing. I've broken that braniac Edward, broken that stick man Crane but the clown? I know they're hiding the identity of that tasty new female rogue and I want to get her to myself before she gets thrown in Arkham. I had a few personal days stocked up and I might as well take them to give those degenerates a day to themselves to think, maybe decide to tell me what I need to know.

Running always helps. Just the fact that my body can do what I want it to and I can push myself is worth it. The park is nearly empty today so I'm going all out and pushing myself until I bleed. The trails echo my footsteps and the occasional runner jumps out of my way in fear, as they should. I was just about to finish my laps when what do I see but this tasty little thing just out for a stroll. Oh she's got curves and a face to die for. She's off in her own little world and I like that. I slowly start running in place after she passes me and I turn to get a look at that perfect ass.

Oh how I wanted to break her down in my bed. I bet she can take a few rounds before breaking. I'd love to get her alone in my apartment. I'd get her out of her clothes before she can get any words passed her pouty little lips. I watched as she looked up at the sky, the sunlight shining down on her pretty face. I can just imagine bending her naked form over the back of my couch and taking her repeatedly while she screams my name over and over again. I grinned and turned back towards this pretty face that will be mine. Now just to get some dialog going so I can lull her into a false sense of security then bend her to my will.

"Hey excuse me miss?" I jogged back up to her seeing the shock on her face. Oh this little one's afraid; I love it when they shake in fear. "Do you happen to have the time?" I wipe some sweat off my brow and look down at her seeing how much of a fragile flower she really is. Oh I'd take her right here if she were mine.

~And back to V because Bolton's one Creepy Messed up Man~

I looked up in shock, Bolton was talking to me. Oh crap! I blinked for a moment then pulled out my cell to check the time. His eyes were freaking me out they were so empty, like there was no soul behind them. I checked the time and looked back up at him.

"Oh it's about eleven forty-five right now." I slipped my phone back into my pocket and clutched my purse tighter to my side. I needed to not act suspicious but before I could speak again he beat me to it.

"Thanks. Say you wouldn't by any chance be walking all by your lonesome out here?" He tilted his head to the side and I gulped silently.

"Well I came with some friends but they wanted to play basketball and I'm not really into sports." I gave a weak smile and he flashed me a grin that would make a shark flinch.

"Well now I can't just let you walk all by yourself. Let me at least make a lap with you." He held out his hand and I reluctantly took it. My hand disappeared in his and I could feel the heat and sweat of his skin. He had a firm handshake and wasn't afraid to squeeze my hand until it hurt. "Lyle Bolton." He stared down at me in an almost possessive manner.

"Oh I'm Victoria." I gave another fake smile happy to play the part of shrinking violet if it would help get me away from him any faster. What was I thinking coming out here alone? This man could probably break my spine if he hugged me right now.

"So Victoria, would I be too forward to escort you a lap around this fine track? Or do you need to get back to your friends?" There was something dangerous in his voice so I blushed and that grin was back.

"They won't miss me for one lap. I'd love to walk with you Mr. Bolton." He wrapped an arm over my shoulder and pulled me up against his sweaty side. We began walking slowly and I wondered just what the hell I had unleashed.