Black Swan Sequel
Unknown Location, July 2, 2013 0234
"Rest assure . . . White Widow is it? That your daughter will not be harmed," replied Motz. So the white lab coat man had a name. Motz saw Black Swan resisting.
"Resistance is futile, my dear," said Motz.
The needle was on the tip of her skin.
"Before I do this I need to know one thing: do you know who you are? Can you answer that question?"
"Yes," replied Black Swan. "I am Black Swan, you jerk. But w-?" She was interrupted by the pricking of the needle being injected into her upper arm. In an instant, Black Swan's world went black.
Mount Justice, Weight Room October 18, 2016, 1420
The next day, Robin was lifting weights in the weight room at Mount Justice. He was almost finished when Batman walked in. Robin reported to Batman on what had happened yesterday in Star City. When Robin was finished, Batman didn't even look remotely surprised. It was as if he already knew. Like he was expecting to hear that. Eventually. Robin stared at his mentor.
"Well?" said Robin. "Aren't we going to do something? My- Black Swan is alive."
"I know."
Robin rubbed his hand through his thick hair.
"That's because I just told you."
"No Robin. I have known that Hendrix has been alive for some time now."
Robin stared at Batman. He had spent the last three years of his life trying to forget everything about Black Swan. He had been haunted by the memory of her collapsing after she had "died". And know here was Batman, his mentor, his father figure; his friend had kept this from him. And the worst part of it was that Batman had known there was sight chance that Emily-Grace Hendrix was alive all along. But why had Batman not tell him?
"You knew!" yelled Robin. Robin felt blind fury taking control of his mind. Robin punched a padded wall. He then picked up a chair and flung it as hard as he could against the wall. The wall was padded so the chair bounced off and hit Robin full in the face. Robin felt angry, bewildered, and most of all betrayed. And all were aimed at Batman.
"Get a hold of yourself Robin," growled Batman.
"I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE ANGRY!" Bellowed Robin. "DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH SHE MEANS TO ME? TO THE TEAM? TO HER FAMILY?"
"I didn't want to get your hopes up Robin," said Batman, a little less gruff than usual.
"I've spent the last three years trying to forget! How could you do this to me?"
"I am your superior officer Robin, stand down," commanded Batman. Batman stood there, tall and stubborn as a boulder, no emotions showing.
Robin wasn't done shouting. "Why are you still standing there? Aren't we going to go find her?"
"No," was the reply from Batman.
"WHAT?"
"You and your team need to wait for the Injustice League to strike again, then you can find Hendrix, and bring her home."
"That will take too long."
"Robin! Hendrix is nothing but a distraction to you; don't let your feelings for her distract you."
Robin had had enough of this. He turned to leave the room. Under the doorway he said,
"You're wrong, Batman. Myla is everything but a distraction to me. In all this craziness she was the one that kept me grounded."
