Chapter 4: Flash (a.k.a Wally West)
Who'd have thought it? Hawkgirl...a traitor...to us...it didn't make any sense. I'd known her for a while now, and she'd always had a strong sense of justice...but where was the justice in this? How could she just abandon us like that? How could she sell us out like that...how could she tell those bird-brains about how to keep us locked up? Not cool! What happened to the heroes code?!
...Or didn't that matter to her anymore?
I guess not...
I couldn't believe that one of our own, someone with super powers would go rogue on us like that. She's my friend...was my friend...and boy was she a dish! I mean, what a chick! Any bird that could go round kicking ass with a mace looking as good as she did was okay in my book! I know, she and John had a thing...but it was fun just to annoy him sometimes...I'd hate to think about how he felt now. He'd really loved her, damn it...and just look how she'd repaid him. She was twice the betrayer.
"I think we're lost," I said, but John didn't say anything, "Maybe I should...ask someone...John...what'd you think? John..."
"Hmm...what...yeah...whatever..." he muttered and I sighed. Poor guy.
After I'd asked directions it was easy enough to find the place, it was just that we'd been walking round in the alleyways and they were like a maze. Kind of amazing...ha...get it? Yeah, I know...bad time for jokes.
Gotham was as different from my city as it was possible to get, in just two words I'd say it was dark and creepy. The air felt like it was as thick as cold custard as we walked on, I really wanted to say something...'cos I hated being quiet for so long...but I really didn't think John would appreciate a wise crack right about now. The chick he cared about turned out to be the worst betrayer in the history of betrayers and sheer put the whole world in danger. I'd be pretty pissed off if I was him...But I guess he was still down about it...I would be too...I guess.
A part of me wanted to hope that...somehow...everything would turn out alright...but the other part said that for once I understood the 'Batman vengeance' thing. I wanted payback. She'd broke a friend's heart and endangered the planet...what a thorough job she'd done!
It didn't take us long to reach the house through all the trees and I stopped myself from just standing there staring like you see on cartoon when the character just gapes like a fish. The old house looked like it belonged in a museum or something...how was it still standing? It was freaking huge! It was like a goddamn palace...seriously! I didn't think people still lived in places like this in the real world anymore.
From what I'd heard about the billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne of Gotham City he was...well...rich...and he played round with women a lot. Which I probably would too if I had his money...I'd never have guessed the dude was really the Batman. Not in a million years...I guess that was kind of the point though, wasn't it?
John rang the bell and the hige door opened with an old man on the other side...dude was wearing a suit...like a proper 'gentleman' suit. Who was this guy...was he like...a servant...or a...butler...or something? How cool was that?!
"Err...we're looking for Bruce Wayne...we're friends," I said to him, he didn't even bat an eyelid.
"Of course, master Bruce is expecting you," the dude said and stood aside to let us in. Huh...'master Bruce', huh? "This way, please," he said and we followed him though the hall.
Can you say 'overkill'!? I'd heard of overcompensating but this place was ridiculous! It was way, way, way, way, way too big for just one guy no matter how big his ego was. He had huge paintings and really old furniture...everything here was soooo old...maybe he needed to chuck it all out and redesign the place. A good designer could do wonders with a place like this.
"So, Jeeves, d'you come with the place, or does 'master Bruce' rent you just for parties?" I asked as we walked through the house.
"I've been in service here since the master was in diapers," he said, stopping at a grandfather clock.
"Now that's a picture!" I smiled at John, I'd pay good money to have seen the Batman as a kid! I watched in shock as the clock moved itself and showed a doorway that lead down into...something...
John and I followed Jeeves and we soon found out that it was a cave, an honest-to-god, kid-you-not, cave. Not just any cave either, it was chock-a-block full of...stuff...computers, work surfaces, cars, motorbikes, everything!
"You're late," big bad bats said - his version of 'hi, I notice you happen to be a little late, but no biggie, welcome to my cave'.
"Nice to see you too," John muttered and I smiled as I walked around a little.
I looked from display cases that held weapons and different bat-suits to a giant penny and a dinosaur that for some reason were on display at the other end of the cave, "Hey, that's a giant dinosaur," I said.
"And I thought Batman was the detective," Jeeves said behind me and I walked along looking at all the different things lined up.
"We were just speculating why the Thanagarians are really here," J'onn said.
"Obviously not to protect us," the big guy added, and I stopped myself adding a big fat 'duh'.
"But if the Gordanians aren't any where near Earth, why build that force field?" Wonder Woman asked and I was suddenly really confused...why would they...Good question wondy.
