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Chapter 8: Tranquilizer darts and blood

Point of view: Bruce

It was the 19 year old guy who had grabbed me away from Ivy into an alley. After introducing himself as Roy he told me that he had done some investigating of his own. After our meeting days earlier he still had seen no sign of Cat, which had triggered his alarm bells.

Roy also had asked people about Cat, and after a few chats he finally heard something useful.

The same night as our alley meeting, someone had seen her hours later crossing the road when suddenly a van came around the corner. Cat spotted a few men coming from the back of the van and ran into an alley when they chased her.

Roy took me to the alley the person spoke about, and the two of us scoped the entire alley for something that would bring us to Cat.

About ten minutes later something drew my attention, and I called for Roy to come check it out. Roy immediately turns around and ran back to me when I pointed at something on the ground. Something that looked like a tranquilizer dart.

A cold chill ran down my spine. Could this mean they caught her?

Roy bends down and picks it up. It was, indeed, a tranquilizer dart. Roy assured me that there was no reason for panic. It couldn't mean they got her. Cat was a fighter, so there was always a slight chance she got away.

Roy's eye caught something, and while following his gaze I noticed a fire escape attached to one of the buildings. Just one, which meant it might be used by Cat as an attempt to escape her attackers.

Roy made a run toward it and I quickly followed him. I had used fire escapes before so it wasn't hard for me to climb up onto them and up to the rooftop.

Soon as I reached the rooftop I noticed Roy, having arrived seconds before me, was already scoping the place. I stood for a few seconds, trying to regain my breath when suddenly the sun flickered onto something.

It caught my eyes, and it was on the rooftop of the next building.

I call out Roy's name, point in the direction I had seen it and then made a run toward the edge, building up my momentum along the way.

I was going to jump and Roy knew it, but Roy didn't know I had done it before. While blocking out his yelling I took a leap and landed on both feet on the next rooftop.

The landing, however, wasn't so perfect, and I fell face down. I really had to start doing something about that.

Behind me I could hear Roy coming, also making the jump and landing perfectly on both feet beside me.

"Where did a billionaire learn to jump rooftops?" Roy asked with a grin, looking down on me surprisingly impressed.

"I'll explain later," I say, crawling back up and taking Roy's held out hand to get back on my feet. "It's just that I saw something over there."

I point at the edge and again it flickered by the sun's reflection. Both Roy and I made a run toward it, and from afar we could recognize the shape and size. It was another tranquilizer dart.

Now we got worried, but not only by the sight of the dart. There was also a puddle of dried up blood.


Point of view: Cat

The man came closer and closer toward me, untying his pant belt along the way. This could mean only one thing.

Slowly I back away from the kidnapper who was about to hurt me. Quickly I realize that backing away wasn't such a great idea at all, especially since it wasn't a large cell, so my back hit the wall behind me really fast, cornering me in.

The door was the only way for me to get out.

Quickly I tried to run to one of the side walls so that I could run safely around the kidnapper and make way to the door, but the kidnapper was faster than me. He grabbed me around my waist and threw me back on the mattress.

I tried to break my fall but hit hard on my already injured elbow, causing another sharp pain that went through my entire body. I couldn't help myself and let out a painful moan.

Quickly I tried to regain myself and stand up, but the kidnapper threw me back down and bends over me, pinning me against the mattress while trying to grab the zipper of my jacket to unzip it.

I put up my hands in defense, reaching for his face, but he managed to dodge my fingers and pinned my arms aside my body.

"NO!" I scream, trying to free myself from his grip, but the man was stronger. Anxiously I tried to think of another way out, but I couldn't think of any. All I could do was try to wriggle as much as my body would let me and make it harder for him to undress me. Again I screamed as loud as I could. "NO!"

The man keeps trying to get me pinned onto the mattress while unzipping my jacket at the same time and even though I made it harder by wriggling, the man managed to unzip my jacket, placing one of his arms underneath my back to hold up my body, pressing it against his.

I managed to free one of my arms and start hitting him in his face, screaming at him to let me go, but my struggles didn't seem to bother him. It was more like each second he grew more excited. The man managed to get my jacket off, and now went for the zipper of my sweater.

"You certainly have a lot of clothes on," he whispers tauntingly in my ear as I start to scream more while he tries to remove my sweater.

I try another attempt for his face and this time my fingers made contact with his eyes. The man starts to scream in pain, and for a brief second I can free my body from underneath his as I kick him hard in his stomach.

Quickly I try to move away from him, but suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my upper left thigh, making me the one to scream in pain this time.


Point of view: Bruce

Roy and I went to GPCD to ask for detective Gordon and tell him everything about Cat and the discovery we'd made which could only mean that Cat was kidnapped.

Detective Gordon wasn't at his desk when we arrived, and detective Bullock didn't seem to listen when we told him. He just told us that she would pop up like she always did and that we had to buzz off.

While Bullock was answering a phone call and wasn't paying any attention to us anymore we figured it might be best to go. Roy writes down a message on a stick-it paper and attached it onto detective Gordon's desk before leaving.

Outside of the GPCD Roy held up a taxi, shoving me inside it and told me to go home and to stay home. The streets weren't a place for a twelve year old billionaire.

"But I want to help find Cat!" I shout, holding the backseat door open before Roy could close it.

"I'll do that!" Roy answers, looking firmly. "Wayne Manor!" Roy orders to the driver before shutting the door and disappearing into an alley.

The taxi driver brought me back to the Manor and from afar I could see Alfred's car parked in front of the manor and figured he must be home from the supermarket.

I told the driver to stop outside the gate, gave him money for the ride and stepped out. While the driver drove away I slowly opened the gate door and snuck up to the house, sneaking inside through a window that I had left open before leaving.

"Are you sure you're at the right house?" a stern voice asks the second I climbed through the window and turned around, noticing an old man about Alfred's age sitting on the leather couch.

"I can ask you the same," I reply, folding my arms while looking suspiciously at the strange visitor inside my house.

"Ah, there you are Master Bruce," Alfred says, walking inside the study with a tray of drinks and beverages. "Where did you come from?"

"I was just…." I said slowly, trying to think of an excuse. I couldn't tell him I came from the city. "Explored the secret passages in the manor," I said the first thing that popped up inside my head.

"Why are you wearing that?" Alfred asks, placing the tray on the coffee table while signalling with his eyes at my clothes.

"I didn't want to ruin my other clothes," I said quickly. Alfred narrows his eyebrows. "It's dirty and dusty in there."

"Fine then, Master Bruce. You can have your secrets," Alfred replies, pouring some drinks into glasses. "Go change again and then you can meet my friend properly."


So, that was chapter 8, let me know what you think. Reviews make me happy and upload faster LOL