I didn't put it in the first chapter, so here it is, I do not own The Justice League, but I do own Dreamscape.
Batman stared at the girl. "Dreamspace, sweetheart, if you do this, I might met you out for a little while. Would you like that?" Jacobs said to the girl in the tube. A slight twitch on her face was the only sign the girl had even heard him in the first place. The girl was wearing a costume, much like the rest of the heroes and villains of the world. She was dressed in flowing fabric, black and white in color. A cloak was around her neck, the hood down. A cloth face mask was pulled down around her throat. A crescent moon tattoo was on the outside of her left eye, and a star was on the outside of her right one. She almost reminded Batman of a picture he had once seen of a moon Goddess. Her skin was pale under the harsh light of the tube, but Batman could tell it was the same skin tone as the girl in his dream.
Batman wondered if it had been this girl who had put him to sleep in the first place. Before he could even start working on the cuffs, Batman saw the blue light again. In a flash, he was no longer in the lab, but on a rooftop, in Gotham. Batman knew what was going on this time. He wasn't as freaked out as he had been the first time. At least this time, he was in costume.
"We have to hurry. He can't hear us here. He hasn't been able to figure out how to get into my head and see and hear what I put in the heads of others." Batman turned, and saw the girl, Dreamscape, standing on the roof with him. She was dressed like she had been in the tube. "You have to help me. Your friends are on the way, right?"
"Yes." Batman said. He was cautious. He didn't know if this girl was really on his side, or if it was just a trick. He wanted to believe she was really scared, and needed his help, but if she was the creation on Jacobs, then she could just being playing him.
"Good, you'll need all the help you can get. I'm sorry for doing this, but as long as I'm in the tube, he has almost complete control of me. My real name is unknown. I can't remember. I've been with Jacobs for a year and a half or so. He found out about my powers of entering someone's dreams, and kidnapped me to see how far he could stretch them. I'm not his first, but I am his favorite. He finally found a way to control my powers, and can use them as he likes. If you don't get me out, he'll figure out a way to control them, even when I'm outside of the tube. Everyone in the world will be in danger. I can put a lot of people under at one time. My sole purpose is to destroy you and the League. Please, if you can get my out, I'll willingly go with you as a prisoner. Anything is better then being in that tube, and being forced to hurt people in their dreams. I can kill you Batman, I don't want to, but if he tells me to, I have no choice. While I have you under, I can talk to you as I like, but if he tells me to do something, I have to do it." Tears ran down Dreamscapes face.
"I'll do what I can to help you, but what can I do here? You have me asleep, and in a dream world. I'm not of much use to you or the League." Batman was pissed. If Dreamscape was telling the truth, then she really had to control left. The only thing she could control was her voice in the dream world.
'Dreamscape, sweetheart.' Jacobs' voice rang out of the night. 'Kill him for me, will you?'
Dreamscape's eyes widened. "I'm so sorry. Run!" Dreamscape pulled a long thin blade from her hip. "Run, fight back. Survive." Dreamscape ran at Batman, swinging the long blade with skill. "I'm so sorry." She repeated this as Batman took off, jumping from roof to roof.
Dreamscape kept close, never faltering in her steps. Her face had changes as well. While tears still ran down her face, her expression was fierce. She was dangerous, and Batman knew it. If she caught him, he was done for. The way she moved, spoke true to her former words, she had no control over herself now. She was still repeating 'I'm sorry', but that was the only thing under her control.
Batman knew Gotham like the back of his hand. He knew every street, and every corner, so he was at an advantage, as opposed to if she had dropped him in a different city. Batman dove for the ground, and slipped into the sewer. He knew then just as well as he knew the above world. Batman ran down a few tunnels, his cape flying out behind him. He knew it was only a matter of time before Dreamscape found him. This may have been Gotham, but it was also her Gotham. Her world.
Batman stopped to catch his breathe. The rest of the League had to know something was up by now. It had been long enough for them to have shown up at the rendezvous and see that he wasn't there. They had known he was already there, he had been keeping them up to date as they were traveling to get to him. They probably knew something was up before they had even gotten there, since he hadn't been able to contact them.
As Batman started running down the sewer lines again, the thought about Dreamscape. She had looked familiar to him. He had seen her somewhere before, but he had a hard time placing her at the moment. Maybe he had seen her around Gotham before, seeing how she seemed to know it pretty well herself, she had probably been there, or maybe she even lived there before Jacobs took her. Batman thought hard, then it clicked. He had seen her missing person's poster on the news. She was the daughter of a well known man. Raven Thorne, daughter of Theodore Thorne, a well respected business man that Bruce Wayne had contacts with. He was the owner of Thorne Inc. A company dealing with construction. Bruce and Thorne had dealings together. Thorne ran a few of Bruce's building constructions. Batman remembered looking for Raven almost non stop for several weeks, and then keeping tabs on the case as much as he could. Thorne had been so torn up by his daughter's disappearance, that he had let his son, Kyle, Raven older brother, take over most of his dealing, even the ones with Bruce.
"Raven." Batman breathed. He dared not talk any louder. Dreamscape was after him, and getting closer. He could sense her close by. He wondered how well he would fair in a fight with the sword wielding meta-human. Batman pulled a pipe out of the wall, and braced for impact.
'Hurry it up Sweetheart. I tire of waiting. I want to see Batman destroyed.' Jacobs voice rang out in the silence again, and then she was upon him, swinger her sword at Batman with a fierce expression on her face. Batman fought, and fought hard. Swinging the pipe with as much vigor as she did her sword. The fight was pretty evenly matched.
Batman didn't want to hurt Dreamscape. He knew she didn't want to do this. Even with the fierce expression, and the fluent, un-wavering moves, he could see the dread, and hesitation in her eyes, tears still streaming, unstoppable. This was going to kill her. All that he was making her do, would ultimately be what ends her.
Batman's thoughts caused him to waver, ever so slightly, which resulted with Dreamscape's sword hitting his arm. Her eyes widened, as she body continued it's assault. Batman ignored the pain, and continued his fight, though he knew he may not last much longer.
