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I'm really enjoying writing this, but it helps to have reviews. I love hearing what people think and I also would like to see if anyone could guess who is this new Azrael. The Soviet has come close once, but I'd like to see what other people think. As always, I hope you enjoy the story. The process is long and hard, but I feel like it's totally worth it. Thank you guys for reading.
~Rhadiox
Dick and Commissioner Gordon finally arrived at Gotham General Hospital. It had taken ten minutes; ten minutes that felt like an eternity. There was no hesitation when they burst through the main doors.
"Damn! The emergency lights are out!" Dick swore. The inside of the hospital was pitch-black and it took time for their eyes to adjust. When they finally could see well enough not to trip over anything, the two men carefully walked deeper into the hospital. When they came to the lobby, their eyes widened in horror. Bullet holes lined the walls, clearly having missed their target. The bodies of the two officers Gordon had placed to guard the main entrance were laid out on the floor in awkward positions. Blood was pooling underneath. Dick made his way to investigate the corpses and squatted to get a better look. He took note that the killer's method was nearly flawless. An almost instant death by a single powerful thrust through the chest delivered by some sort of blade. The way the first body had fallen showed that it was a surprise attack; the victim not being aware until it was too late. Dick turned to the other body. The cause of death was nearly a perfect copy, but, due to the position of the corpse, the officer had put up some sort of fight. Whoever did this was trained, and trained well.
"My God; what the hell happened here?" Gordon whispered.
Dick did not comment; instead, he took off running deeper into the hospital.
"Dick! Wait!" Gordon yelled to the boy, but Dick was already out of sight. "Dammit!" Gordon retrieved his radio from his jacket.
"All available units, this is Commissioner Gordon. Code 30! We have a 10-33 at Gotham General Hospital! I repeat, emergency at Gotham General Hospital, multiple officers down. Code 11; I want a SWAT team and all available units here now!"
Dick ran through the hallways as fast as he could. Bodies and bullet shells littered the floor. Blood was splattered on the walls and pooled around the corpses. Whoever did this spared no lives; nurses, doctors, and officers were slaughtered without remorse. Dick stopped abruptly. Something was wrong; no sound. There was no sound of any movement or screaming or anything. The hospital was as silent as a graveyard. Dick pressed the right cuff button on his shirt, making it glow red. Hopefully, they would arrive in time. Before he could continue his run, however, he was grabbed from behind and roughly pulled to into the shadows.
Level 2 of the Bat Cave was essentially mission control. It was al large, circular room that contained all the monitoring equipment. Lining the northwest wall were the past costumes of the bat clan; ranging from the Batman's original outfit to Dick Grayson's Robin uniform. The newest addition being the original purple Catwoman costume. On both sides of the cases were three elevator tubes, each leading to a different floor of the Bat Cave.
In the middle of the room was a large table; a holographic, 3-dimensional map generator that could plot out any location programmed in. To the table's left was the most advanced computer on the planet. Set up with two main screens several bordering smaller screens, the computer could perform several different tasks simultaneously. Seated at the controls was the Batman; his cowl down to show his face. We was currently working on a project for a new suit; one that would enhance strength to match that of any meta-human four times the users size. Still in the concept stages, the Batman was working with Lucius Fox on the armor for the suit, needing it to be durable to any heavy blow dealt. All of a sudden, all the screens went bright red with the silhouette of a bat in the center. The Batman turned his chair to see a map of Gotham City forming on the map simulation table. He made his way to the side of the table and saw a flashing blue marker on the Upper East Side of Gotham at location 46. The Batman's eyes widened and he rushed to the computer console and slammed his fist down on a large rectangular button, which illuminated. An alarm immediately sounded throughout the Bat Cave.
In the Danger Room, Cassandra, Tim, and Selina were preforming a stealth exercise. The room had been modeled into a section of a city. The point of the exercise was to reach a designated area; all while avoiding being seen by motion sensitive camera's and armed gunmen. Their target was a modern, multi-story building, the area somewhere on the fifth floor. The session was to be preformed in under eight minutes without any alarms being triggered. If one alarm sounded, the mission was failed and the team would have to start all over.
Robin was taking cover behind a car parked on the street, while Batgirl was scaling a fire escape and Catwoman was perched on the rooftop overseeing the operation as team leader. Catwoman looked down at the younger crime fighters and gave a nod and the two acknowledged with their own.
Robin rushed to the cover of another car and then to the alley next to the target building complex. Batgirl launched a de-cell cable which attached itself to the building's roof ledge. The plan was to infiltrate the building by both from the ground up and the roof down.
Batgirl landed on the rooftop and kept to the shadows; making her way to the stairwell entrance. She made no noise as she reached the door and opened it. The stairway was clear, but she still kept to the shadows; a place she found comfort in. The stairs only went down to the next floor, meaning she would have to wait by the door until the next phase of the plan. She brought her hand up to her cowls earpiece. "In position."
Catwoman smiled. "Purrfect. Alright Bird Boy. You're turn." She could just imagine Robin rolling his eyes.
"Copy." Robin responded. His job at the moment was to take out the building's main power supply. That would blackout the building, making it easier to sneak through. He crouched by the control box and produced a bird-a-rang. Checking all sides for any kind of alarm trigger as to not have a repeat of a previous session, he could not find one, so, very carefully, he broke through the lock and opened the door and looked through the wires. Red, blue, yellow, green, black, and white. Robin always had a difficult time with this part. Different buildings have different wiring, making it near impossible for someone to cause a black out. To make matters worse, most of the modern fuse boxes had digital meters connected to the wiring. Any tiny break in current would set off an alarm. Luckily, Robin had something that could get around all this. He produced an invention he and Bruce had been working on from his utility belt; the Cryptographic Sequencer. It did away with the hassle of rewiring and shorting out systems by finding a frequency that would short out any device. Using the two analog sticks, Robin worked to find the frequency for this certain box. It only took a short amount of time and the sensor combusted. "Alright!" Robin did a fist pump and put his hand to his earpiece. "OK, we have three minutes until the backup generator brings on the emergency lights. What's our time?"
"five minutes, forty-three seconds. You copy Batgirl?"
"Only need three." Batgirl replied.
The two young crime fighters made their way through each floor in record time, dodging every camera and guard they came across. Their moves were fluid and graceful until they finally reached the door to their target. Neither of them were out of breath.
"Catwoman, we're just outside the target area."
"My my, I'm impressed. You have two minutes and thirty-eight seconds remaining. If you get to the target by then, you beat your old record by fifty-three seconds."
"Cool!" Robin exclaimed. Suddenly, the simulation was terminated, and the building began to disappearing around the team. "Wait, what's going on?"
The platforms that had been the buildings floors moved back into their resting places and the nanobots started to recollect themselves on the floor, moving to their storage unit. "Aw man!" Robin whined. "That's so unfair-" Before he could carry on his rant, he was cut off my an alarm; a sound that only rang out when something big was happening; something the whole team was needed for. The three heroes ran as fast as they could to the elevator.
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