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Chapter 13

Song(s): What Else Is There? (Royksopp)

WARNING! THERE IS A SCENE OF SEXUAL IMTIMACY!

Pumping her arms as fast as she could, she ignored the shooting pain radiating up her casted arm and into her shoulder as she nearly fell against the wet side of the sewer wall. Feeling the burn in her chest and in the back of her throat, Charlotte threw a hand up hard against her mouth as she tried to steady her heaving breath.

What have I done!

Wanting to scream into her palm, she felt the shiver running down her back as drips of water fell over her bare shoulders, soaking into the fabric of her black tank top.

He will fucking kill me for sure

Swallowing the bile that had crept up into the back of her throat, Charlotte closed her eyes and listened intently for any shouts, screams, or gunshots.

But there was nothing.

I have to keep running

Giving a quick glance down at her bare feet, she held her breath as she watched a long tailed brown rat graze against her ankle. Watching the rodent scurrying back into the two-inch dirty water, she took off once more down the sewer, keeping close against the wall.

…

Pushing the loose tubes of his mask back into place, Bane sucked in a deep breath before throwing a closed fist into the glass of the cracked mirror, ignoring the shards.

She will pay for this

Taking a step backwards to avoid the broken pieces of glass, Barsad avoided the Mercenary's murderous eyes as Bane strode towards the wooden desk. Grabbing his black long sleeve shirt off the back of the chair, he ignored the loud slam of it falling against the dirty cold concreate floor as he turned towards his Second in Command.

"Bring both whores to me."

Ten minutes later…

Standing just behind Bane's right shoulder, John Barsad watched as four armed men half escorted half dragged Jade and the young woman he had personally sent to deliver Charlotte Teller's dinner into the center of the training area.

What was your name again?

Shifting his weight as he caught her eye, he could see the terror screaming from her wide confused eyes as one of the guards nudged her along with the barrel of his gun.

I never asked you for your name

I just guided you to my private corner and pushed your shoulders down until you fell onto your knees

And now?

Now Bane is going to make you pay for her poor choice to try and run

Breathing in deeply as the rasp of air filtered through the tubes and metal of his mask, Bane tucked his hands into the sides of his dark green army style vest before setting his eyes hard on the older prostitute.

"What did you talk to the whore about?"

"She said, that she was jealous."

"Jealous of what?"

"Jealous that I seem to be your favorite bed companion at the moment…"

Blinking as he slowly curled the fingers of his right hand into a fist, he relaxed the joints slightly as he stepped forward.

"You were the first to speak to Officer Charlotte Teller, what did she ask you?"

Running her eyes over Bane's broad shoulders, Jade lingered over his vested chest before staring into his dark eyes.

"That…little bitch, said she needed my help" Jade spat, feeling the distaste in her mouth as she remembered her brief interaction.

"Be more specific whore."

Straightening her shoulders back at his dark words, Jade cleared her throat as she felt the tip of a gun barrel pressing against her lower back.

"She said that she needed to get a message out to a friend. A friend, that was a cop."

Shifting his eyes onto the face of the younger woman who remained deathly silent, he felt Barsad at his side.

"We need direction to find her."

…

"I need to find a ladder. Find a ladder and climb to a sewer grate."

Speaking to herself as she kept a hand on the side of the wet wall, Charlotte quickly ducked into an alcove as loud shouts erupted from the tunnel in front of her.

Jesus, please don't let them see me

Shutting her eyes tight as two men ran through the water feet from where she had tucked herself, she pressed her lips firm as she heard their snickering.

"You can have her after I am finished. Bane is gonna kill her we may as well have some fun."

Pieces of shit

Ducking back out into the darkness, she rounded the corner and froze as she was blinded by the high beam of a flashlight.

"There you are…"

Five minutes later…

Feeling the steady stream of blood running down the side of her neck, Charlotte brought a shaky hand up and gasped as she stared at the thick wetness as she pulled her fingers away.

Am I going to bleed out?

Gritting her teeth, she fought with all her remaining strength to ignore the taunting sharp painful jabs of the soldier's gun muzzle in the middle of her back.

Am I being walked to my awaiting death?

Concentrating on the heaviness of each footstep as she walked deeper into the heated belly of the sewer, the young officer doubled over and threw up before wiping her lips with the back of her dirty bloody hand. Growling at the deep chuckles from behind her back, Charlotte grabbed a small stone and whipped around, aiming it straight at the taller man's face. Hearing his painful cry as he clutched at his right eye, she smirked before passing out from the brute force of a gun butt slamming against her head.

…

"The men have her and are bringing her back."

Tucking his masked chin into his chest as he felt Barsad's breath against his ear, Bane felt what remained of his mangled lips twitching from behind the metal breathing tubes of his mask. Sitting in his leather chair surrounded by about twenty-five of his men, his eyes narrowed as shouts, chants, and curses rang out towards the back of the open damp room. Tucking his hands along the edges of his vest, the Mercenary slowly rose to his feet before nodding his head.

"Line the whores up."

Keeping her eyes focused on the back of the darkened wall, Charlotte breathed in deeply through her nose as she felt a rough hand grab her wrist. Twisting away from the solider as he burst into laughter, she swallowed the growing lump in her throat as the chanting she had heard building with every step, threatened to burst her ear drums. Falling hard onto her knees as she was shoved by rough unseen hands, she swore under her breath as the toes of familiar brown boots inched slowly into her view. Holding her breath, she sat back on her thighs and raised her eyes.

You wouldn't even know that I had hit him in the face

Looking at the replaced metal tubes that lined the mask covering the better part of his face, Charlotte bit down hard on the tip of her tongue.

He stares down at me like I am less than a dog

"I'VE TOLD YOU EVERYTHING! YOU'RE HURTING MY ARM!"

Glancing to her right, she watched as a young woman was thrown down beside her onto the dirty concreate. Recognizing her as the woman who had brought her dinner before Bane's return, she closed her eyes and tried to steady her breathing.

"You….YOU!"

Feeling sharp fingernails ripping into the skin of her upper arm as the woman suddenly lunged at her, Charlotte sank an elbow deep into her stomach as betting shouts broke out all around them.

"ENOUGH!"

Hearing the noise and chanting all around her cease into deathly silence, Charlotte let out a final grunt as she struggled to roll back onto her knees with her zip tied hands, watching the woman crawl away, coughing and gasping for air.

"Where is the other whore?"

Perking her ears up at Bane's thunderous question, Charlotte rested her tied hands across her stomach as she felt another sharp pain. Taking in a sharp gasp of breath, she felt Bane's eyes lingering on her dirty bloody face as the crowd of men began shouting once more.

"That little cunt can rot in hell."

Hearing Jade's harsh words as the woman was walked to stand at her left side, Charlotte angled herself slightly, bracing for another attack.

"Get on your feet Ashley, now!"

Giving a quick glance to the young woman who held onto her sore shoulder, she had no remorse for her situation.

You began a whore

You allowed yourself to be brought down here

"Sir, I apologize for bringing down such a weak woman to satisfy your men's attentions and needs. Perhaps if you'd let…"

Hearing the gravel suddenly crunching beneath Bane's boots, Charlotte raised her eyes and watched as he threw up his strong hands and easily snapped the woman's neck before letting her fall to the ground. Holding her breath, she tried to tune out Ashley's piercing scream as Jade's body was rolled awkwardly onto her stomach by an armed solider. Hearing the fabric of her pants being ripped apart, she closed her eyes and spat onto the ground in front of her as she knew the eventual outcome of the many dirty hands running over the dead woman's body.

Even in death, you are still a whore

Staring down at the ground in front of her as her ears filled with deep hoarse grunts coming from her left, Charlotte felt an intense fear staring to build up inside of her.

I kept telling myself that I was not afraid of you Bane

But I am terrified

"Jesus…"

"Won't save you I'm afraid."

Freezing as she heard Bane's voice, Charlotte slowly raised her eyes and held his gaze as he flexed his fingers before glancing down at her zip tied red bloody wrists.

"I failed, to save myself."

Hearing Charlotte's acknowledgment, he said nothing as he narrowed his eyes.

You did fail Officer Teller

And now, you will pay the price

Glancing over his shoulder to Barsad, Bane held up a single hand and watched as his Second in Command turned on his heel towards the open sewer behind them. Following suit, Charlotte felt herself starting to violently shake as she struggled to scramble to her feet. Feeling a strong hand slamming down on her shoulder, she screamed as she kicked the solider away from her before pulling her arms hard, feeling the blinding pain of the zip ties cutting into her wrists and onto the dirty concreate. Throwing out a palmed fist, she felt the bone of the soldier's nose breaking instantly as she ripped his handgun from his side. Spinning around, she raised the muzzle and fired two quick shots along the ground as Bane froze mid step.

Slowly turning around, his eyes blazed into Charlotte's as she held the gun steady at his eye level.

"Think very carefully on your actions Officer Teller," he growled taking a step forward as she rested her finger on the trigger.

"You, were going to leave me in here with all your men."

"You very well deserved it" he spat, reaching up and rubbing at the delicate metal tubes of his mask.

Angling the muzzle of the gun up a little higher, Charlotte steadied her eyes onto Barsad's surprised face as he stood behind Bane's right shoulder.

I'm not going to die in this hell hole of a pit surrounded by soldier's without taking him out as well

Taking another step forward, Bane halted in his steps as he crossed his strong arms across his chest.

"Pull the trigger if you are so inclined Charlotte" he challenged, daring to take another step forward.

If I can't save myself, I can at least save Gotham from this man

Catching movement over Bane's shoulder, Charlotte moved her eyes and focused on Barsad's eyes as he slowly brought his hand up. Separating his fingers, he brought his thumb and forefinger up against his head as he made the image of a gun.

My only way out from all of this

Swallowing hard as she brought the muzzle to rest against the side of her temple, she heard a low growl as Bane stepped closer.

"Desperate and pathetic Officer."

Feeling the wetness of her tears stinging at the corners of her eyes, Charlotte closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.

Click

Throwing her eyes open, she clicked twice more and felt the nausea threatening to overtake her as she watched Bane covering the remaining distance.

No bullets

No…

Hearing the Mercenary's metallic breathing as snickers of low laughter erupted from behind her back, Charlotte felt Bane's fingers around hers as he pried the hand gun away from her. Keeping her eyes fixed on his chest, she listened as it was tossed over her shoulder before feeling his hand gripping the side of her throat.

"Strangle me then." Feeling the pressure closing around her airway, Charlotte swallowed uncomfortably as Bane lowered close against her ear.

"You're seconds from passing out…any last words?" he growled, keeping his grip tight as Charlotte closed her eyes.

…

8 hours later…

Slowly opening her eyes into the darkness, Charlotte attempted to roll over onto her right side and winced as she felt the bite of a metal restraint against her wrist. Pulling her arm, she heard the metallic cling once more as heavy booted footsteps approached from her left.

I'm alive

Watching the flame of a match appearing in the darkness, she swallowed hard before setting her head back down on the concreate floor.

"Your handcuffs have come quite in handy once again."

Closing her eyes tight as Bane's voice spoke out, she listened to his bootsteps as the light of a lantern brightened her corner of the room. Hearing a chair slamming down as the light was sat inches from her head, she heard his weight settling in the chair as he stretched his legs out and crossed his ankles.

"Open your eyes Officer, we have business to discuss."

Fuck you

"I have nothing to discuss with you" Charlotte spat as she rolled over onto her back.

"On the contrary, we have your life to discuss."

"A life that you continue to let me live" she whispered, yanking her arm once more as the metal cuff bit into her wrist.

"For now, you will be fastened to this pipe using your handcuffs. You will sleep here, and you will eat here."

I don't care anymore

"When you fail at taking over Gotham City, will you let me go then?"

Staring down at the young woman's profile that was half illuminated by the lamp light, Bane ignored her spite as he leaned his head back.

"Forever a smart mouth,"

"If I have to be chained here to the floor like a dog, I'd like to be alone."

Kneeling down with a small key in his hand, he breathed in deeply as he unfastened the cuff around Charlotte's wrist before wrapping a strong hand around her upper arm. Hauling her up to her feet, Bane pushed her out in front of him as he bent down to pick up the lantern.

"Walk."

Feeling Bane's hand against her lower back, she felt him steering her further into the darkness of the damp tunnel before he gave direction to go left. Spying the opening to the shower and toilets, she spied another dim lamp sitting on the floor as she crossed the threshold.

"Strip."

Pulling off her tank top and shrugging out of her dirty black cargo pants, she stood naked at the edge of the shower stall. Holding herself steady as he came to stand in front of her, she held her breath as she watched his eyes lower to take in her complete exposure. Feeling the tips of his fingers brushing along her nipple, she bit down hard on her tongue as he allowed his hand to rest against her shoulder. Feeling the pressure of his hand pushing her backwards, she slowly walked backwards into the stall as Bane pulled the ripped curtain closed behind them.

Catching Charlotte's quick shiver, he reached past and turned on the faucet, allowing the stream of water to fall over his hand and through his splayed fingers. Taking a step backwards as he nodded his head towards her, he watched as she closed her eyes and sighed with the feeling of the warm water washing over every inch of her body. Stripping out of his clothing, he reached up and adjusted the curved edge of his mask just as Charlotte opened her eyes.

"What business, do you have with me?"

Hearing her whisper as he stepped into the water, he stared down into her face as she placed the palms of her cut hands up against his chest in a bid to keep some distance. Gripping her hand, he moved his fingers along the edge of her cast and with brute strength, ripped the hard plaster apart, allowing the pieces to fall onto the wet concreate.

"You, are going to give me a child."

Feeling her mouth dropping, Charlotte let out a cry as Bane quickly grabbed her raw wrists before spinning her around and pushing her hard against the cold wall. Holding her steady, he wedged his knee between her thighs as he moved his masked lips down against the back of her ear.

"I told you that I had plans for you. Gotham is slowly sinking onto its knees, and as such, I will require an heir."

Letting out a scream as she felt his hardness pressing painfully against the back of her thigh, Charlotte knew it was hopeless to try and fight him off as he adjusted himself, thrusting hard. Gritting her teeth as she felt the pain in her stomach, she couldn't control the stream of salty tears that fell down her cheeks as her scream filled the enclosure all around them.

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