Chpt. 10

"It seems we will be leaving Mr. Thorne. I set the bomb to go off in 20 minutes," said Penguin.

"What about your whole daylight problem?" I questioned, trying to buy Batman and I some time. Bane snickered,

"We should make it, if we are seen we should be able to handle it."

Well that was an epic fail. They already got their goods out and now Penguin was setting the bomb.

How am I going to get out of this one?Batman was tied to the pole next to me still unconscious, and the bomb was in-between us ticking away. As soon as Bain, Thorne, and Penguin ran out I did not wait for them to come back. I immediately started sawing away with the Batarang. It was so sharp that the rope broke in a matter of seconds. That was good considering in a situation like that every minute counted. I grabbed my backpack that was next to me and then I started sawing at Batman's ropes. Once he was free I needed to carry him up.

This is going to be impossible. He has to be 200 pounds maximum plus muscles. I had to try. The timer was on 15 minutes. 15 minutes to carry him through the sewers, up the latter, and away from this place.

I'm in WAY over my head. I lifted up Batman and to my surprise he felt like a 20-pound bowling ball. I had no time to question myself what happened. I sprinted as fast as I could to the surface. The only thing that was going through my head was the ticking of the bomb.

Tick…tick…tick…tick… My boots splashed noisily in the water. When I got to the latter, I let out a sigh, and started to climb. I climbed while, carrying Batman with me.

Just keep going! Just keep going! I thought to myself. The top lid was still on. I was in such a rush I didn't bother to press the button to open the hatch, I shoved the top and it popped out.

Tick…Tick…Tick… I ran into the wooded area.

5... 4... 3... 2...1 BOOM! The ground shook, but I was relieved that Batman and I were safe.

I looked down at the man I settled besides me.

You know you want to look. My brain told me. My fingers inched intensely. Should I, is it wrong to remove a mask? Do I have the right to know? In the end I couldn't stop my hands. Batman's mask was removed and my heart stopped. He had raven black hair, a square face, and if I lifted his eyelids, clear blue eyes.

"Dad." I breathed.