Ragdolls
Gabriel was a smart guy. Everyone said so.
He was smart, well known among the underworld as a reliable and smart thug. One of the ones you actually wanted on your team.
But he was getting tired, tired of all these so called new super criminals. The old rogues had gone, supposedly died in their last ditch attempt to escape, but he knew better. He knew they were still very much alive and kicking. He'd seen Killer Croc for crying out loud wandering around the supermarket right before the fruit and veg had come alive and started attacking people.
There had been whispers, rumours spreading that certain rogues, both new and old, had kids. Children. Young and aspiring… heroes? Apparently.
The last thing Gotham needed was a new generation of heroes running around, so Gabriel thought he would do them all a favour and get rid of them.
It hadn't taken much. A few paid favours from some other guys in the various gangs and he'd found the location of the rumoured super villain children day care. Now there was something even he didn't think could possibly exist, but low and be hold it did.
Gabriel stood outside the nicely furnished building, it looked a bit like a dolls house, all pretty on the outside, white widow pains against a blue painted walls. Picturesque in looks and feel.
He looked up at the sign and read it.
'Doll's Day Care' looking after your little rag-skulls.
He frowned slightly. Weird name. Either they were highly dyslexic or they couldn't spell.
Gabriel walked forward and opened the door, a little bell went off, but no one came to the front desk. Inside he could hear children laughing and playing.
He felt around his belt and pulled the hip flask away from it's little pouch. Taking a gulp. He needed this for what he was about to do. From what he heard these kids ages ranged from 8 to 11 years of age. Young. Too young some would argue, but this had to be done. It was for the good of Gotham's criminal empire.
The rogues would never find out of course it was him, he would cover his tracks and get rid of the gun, they would never know.
He headed towards the sound of the children and found a small group of kids, about 9 he counted. They stopped in their playing and looked up at him confused.
"Who are you?" one questioned. Gabriel blinked slightly. The little boy was a dead ringer for the Riddler. Looked almost exactly like him except for one of his eyes being green, the other was the same blue as his father's eye.
"Name's Gabe," he grunted, before offering a smile. "I'm here to collect you. For your parents."
He felt his eyes widen and himself take a few uncertain steps backwards as all eyes narrowed at him.
"You're lying," a little white skinned girl with black and white striped and choppy hair declared, her eyes glowed green briefly. "You have bad thoughts."
Nightmare and… Jester's kid…? Had to be.
"I'm not lying," he grunted and took a step towards them, before a light skinned child with a pair of oranges goggles on his head and black and orange striped hair sprang to his feet and held his hands out in front of him.
"If my cousin says you're lying, then you're lying!" he suddenly let out a blast of gold light that his Gabriel straight in the chest winding him.
The kids quickly ran towards one of the exits on the far side in a collective group, Riddler's kid was lagging behind though, gripping at his chest and choking slightly.
Gabriel hadn't planned to kill them here but if that's what he had to do then so be it.
He was catching up with the Riddler's kid, who reached a dead end, spinning around to stare at him as he got closer, before a mini bat like creature clamped it's feet on the boy's shoulders and gradually lifted him off the ground flying up to the top of the book shelf where the rest of the children had situated themselves.
Tricky kids, he'd give them that.
As he looked up at them he could see their individual traits better and was able to work out who was who or at least who their parents where.
"Leave us alone, you big bully!" a little black haired girl with startling green eyes yelled, clinging on to the Riddler's kid. Sphinx. So Riddler and Sphinx had two other spawn, wonderful.
One of the little girls had sandy blonde hair, but the green eyes? Catwoman easily. Another little girl had slightly light purple skin with golden reptilian eyes and dark purple hair. Nightshade and Gecko's kid obviously. One of the boys had dark jet black hair and steel blue eyes, Bruce Wayne or Batman's child obviously. Was younger then the new Robin though. Another kid had pale white skin but half orange hair, half black hair. Jester and Jack in the Box? He heard rumours that April Fool hadn't been able to have kids so Jester had offered to carry for them, even made the middle name Turner from what he heard. The giant fluffy bat child was obvious. Man-Bat's kid. The little boy with the goggles was obviously Midfright and JJ's kid but… why light? As far as he knew Luna could control shadows, not light.
"Come on kids, come down here," he growled and lifted up his jacket to reach for the gun. "Don't make this difficult on yourselves."
The little JJ kid glared before firing another blast of light at his feet, big enough to make him stumble backwards, allowing the kids enough time to jump down from their vantage point and run behind a curtain to a slightly more hidden area, Gabriel following after them, only when he got there he stopped dead in his tracks.
The kids were no where to be seen. Instead… there were a lot of creepy rag dolls, eyeglass dolls, staring into your soul dolls, all looking directly at him.
Shelves and shelves of them.
He gulped and began to walk forward into the maze of shelves, he heard little feet further ahead and ran deeper into the maze, but soon he was greeted with silence.
"Where are you, you little brats?!" he snarled, loosing his patience for how long this was taking. No one had said that a few of them were meta human.
He jumped as someone or something tutted from the darkness of the maze.
"Now, now. How rude. Calling the next generation of younglings such a horrid name," a rather arrogant and eccentric voice spoke from the darkness. "If you really must insult them, at least try doing it more proper and polight."
Gabriel was starting to panic. He span around several times, looking around himself for where the voice came from. "Wh-who's there?!"
"Now. Why would I answer that? Where's the fun?" the voice chortled, before there was an awful sound of bones cracking and snapping, before a sigh was let out. "Ahh… that's better… sometimes it can get too tight, even for me."
Gabriel shakily reached for his hip flask and pulled it out, taking shaky gulps of the liquid inside.
"Ohh. That's it. Take a nice long drink, that'll calm your nerves, good sir! How do you like your drink?" the voice called out to him, making he choke slightly in shock. It meant that whoever was speaking could see him.
"I, personally, like mine with lots of twists…" the voice hissed out, elongating the 's' sound as he spoke. "It rather suits my body structure."
Gabriel was shaking. "W-who ever you are… I.. I suggest you come out!"
"And I suggest you don't play with dolls!"
Gabriel whipped his head round. That had been right next to his ear, but all that created him was a rather creepy looking rag-doll face which was completely still and life-less as he walked closer to it.
Suddenly the face came alive and looked up at him, with a huge grin pulling at his stitched up face.
"Boo!"
He screamed and fell backwards, watching in morbid horror as a figure slowly began to descend from the shelf, one leg at a time, slowly, keeping it's lifeless gaze on him at all times as it pressed it's hands against the shelving and slowly flipped itself round, landing on foot at a time onto his feet, before snapping it's head forward and grinning at him.
Gabriel was frozen in fear as he watched whatever it was stretch it's long limbs out and roll it's joints all the way around. All of it's joints he noted with disgust, before it looked back at him, wagging a condescending finger at him.
"You really should play nicer with the little ones. They are only children after all," the thing grinned more sinisterly at him. "Here why don't I teach you? We'll start with an easy one. Twister!"
The adults approached the door of the rogue day care silently, occasionally chatting but since a few were retired and many weren't none of them spoke to each other about shop. Too tempting otherwise.
But as they approached the now open door, they felt dread in the pit of their stomachs, which for meany was a new feeling.
They weren't stupid, they knew what an open door often meant.
Slowly they all pulled out their weapons, before opening the door and coming face to face and back with Gabriel.
Edward actually yelped and took a few steps backwards, before calming himself and noting that the other was already dead, his body was twisted into a grotesque parody of what the human body should look like.
"Oh, sorry about that! Waylon was supposed to come and collect the garbage," a voice chortled as slowly an arm and a leg began to appear from behind the body, the figure twisted itself around before it was standing upright and his head snapped forward, he grinned at them.
The others drew a sigh of relief.
"Ya had us worried then Ragman," Jester cried. "Why, even Luna looked nervous."
She received a harsh jab to the ribs for that comment.
Ragdoll grinned at them, before lifting his hand up and pulling off his mask. "Lucky twisty here thought he'd try and kill the kiddies. They're fine before you ask, did exactly as I told them, ran into the doll maze I made."
"They didn't see anything did they?" Luna asked. "I want to keep their innocence in tacked."
"They saw neither hair nor heard a peep," Ragdoll explained, before placing his hand on his chest, leaning forward and twisting his head all the way round so it was upside down. "I am a professional. The little Rag-skulls are fine."
"What did you even do to him?" Edward questioned as he looked the twisted body over.
Ragdoll snapped back to an upright position before he folded himself backwards and next to the body.
He looked up at the adults and grinned at them. "Why, only a game of twister."
THE END.
Note: Whoop, Whoop! Next request done and done! :D Gotta love Ragdoll, I had fun with him, he is a slippery and twisty villain XD
more requests, reviews faves :D we have much more to come XD
