Authors Note: I know, I know, this installment took forever.. but here
"Now this place is top secret," Helena said, a little angry with herself for being so condescending. Cole was 15, not 3. "I'm really not supposed to do this.. hell, I do this all the time."
Cole stared up at the giant clock tower before him. He bet someone could see all of New Gotham from there. That was the point after all. He swallowed his nerve and followed Helena. Who the heck was Oracle?
The elevator downstairs was hidden from plain view, and Helena had to punch in a code to get in. Cole tried to memorize the code, but Helena's met powers made her type it a lot faster than he could read.
The two rode in silence to the top of the tower in record time.
"That should do it," she muttered, as the doors flew back. "Dinah can get you something to eat while I talk to Oracle."
From out of nowhere, a beautiful piece of sunshine wandered in.all right, so Dinah was in a very bad mood.
"Barbara says I can't go to meta street tonight," she pouted. "Its so insane. All my homework is done, and I don't think there is anything.."
"The police are patrolling," Barbara, Oracle, replied. Cole watched as the wheelchair bound woman rolled toward him. "I don't want you caught in a sweep, Dinah. You aren't quite all there with the use of your powers yet."
Dinah bit her lip and sighed.
"This the kid?" Oracle asked, offering a hand. "I'm Barbara."
"Cole Taylor," he answered, his response incredibly brief for all the fear he'd felt.
"Dinah," Barbara commanded, mother in her tone, "can you get Cole a snack of some sort?"
"Sure," Dinah groaned, wandering toward the small nook. "Why can't Alfred do it?"
"Because Alfred is doing the grocery shopping," Barbara sighed. "I swear..teenagers."
She started to roll away before Helena stopped her.
"What do I do with the k-i-d, Barbara?"
"Keep him occupied while I search to find his parents."
"NO!" Cole piped up, sending Helena and Barbara both looking backwards. He felt his telekinesis lift Helena and send her flying. She did a back flip halfway thorough the air and landed on her feet.
"Oh, you better not have done that on purpose," Helena started, stepping towards him.
"Helena!" Barbara shouted. "Don't touch him. Cole can't control his powers. I triggered some emotional charge."
"You can't send me back to my parents!" Cole started, looking towards them. He wished desperately he'd had a drink or a hit today; anything to calm his nerves for this moment. He was terrified that any second he would snap and send the two of them flying out the window.
Dinah appeared with a turkey sandwich and a can of coke. "This is what I found. Hope it's to your liking."
Cole nodded. "Thank you."
"See," Dinah started. "I do something, I get thanked. That's what I like to see."
Helena sighed as Barbara looked toward the computers. "Cole, can you at least tell me why you ran away?"
"I'm a freak," he sighed. "I went to school. Every fight I got into, every teacher who sassed me; they all went flying. I accidentally killed the school bully. No one thought it was me, of course. I was just the lanky kid who sat in class. I tried."
"Why are you in New Gotham," Helena asked, now suspicious that he might belong to the Harley Quinn gang now patrolling the streets.
"I needed to be," he answered. "You people have the only thing here to calm my nerves."
"And what's that?" Helena asked.
"The third eye.."
"Now this place is top secret," Helena said, a little angry with herself for being so condescending. Cole was 15, not 3. "I'm really not supposed to do this.. hell, I do this all the time."
Cole stared up at the giant clock tower before him. He bet someone could see all of New Gotham from there. That was the point after all. He swallowed his nerve and followed Helena. Who the heck was Oracle?
The elevator downstairs was hidden from plain view, and Helena had to punch in a code to get in. Cole tried to memorize the code, but Helena's met powers made her type it a lot faster than he could read.
The two rode in silence to the top of the tower in record time.
"That should do it," she muttered, as the doors flew back. "Dinah can get you something to eat while I talk to Oracle."
From out of nowhere, a beautiful piece of sunshine wandered in.all right, so Dinah was in a very bad mood.
"Barbara says I can't go to meta street tonight," she pouted. "Its so insane. All my homework is done, and I don't think there is anything.."
"The police are patrolling," Barbara, Oracle, replied. Cole watched as the wheelchair bound woman rolled toward him. "I don't want you caught in a sweep, Dinah. You aren't quite all there with the use of your powers yet."
Dinah bit her lip and sighed.
"This the kid?" Oracle asked, offering a hand. "I'm Barbara."
"Cole Taylor," he answered, his response incredibly brief for all the fear he'd felt.
"Dinah," Barbara commanded, mother in her tone, "can you get Cole a snack of some sort?"
"Sure," Dinah groaned, wandering toward the small nook. "Why can't Alfred do it?"
"Because Alfred is doing the grocery shopping," Barbara sighed. "I swear..teenagers."
She started to roll away before Helena stopped her.
"What do I do with the k-i-d, Barbara?"
"Keep him occupied while I search to find his parents."
"NO!" Cole piped up, sending Helena and Barbara both looking backwards. He felt his telekinesis lift Helena and send her flying. She did a back flip halfway thorough the air and landed on her feet.
"Oh, you better not have done that on purpose," Helena started, stepping towards him.
"Helena!" Barbara shouted. "Don't touch him. Cole can't control his powers. I triggered some emotional charge."
"You can't send me back to my parents!" Cole started, looking towards them. He wished desperately he'd had a drink or a hit today; anything to calm his nerves for this moment. He was terrified that any second he would snap and send the two of them flying out the window.
Dinah appeared with a turkey sandwich and a can of coke. "This is what I found. Hope it's to your liking."
Cole nodded. "Thank you."
"See," Dinah started. "I do something, I get thanked. That's what I like to see."
Helena sighed as Barbara looked toward the computers. "Cole, can you at least tell me why you ran away?"
"I'm a freak," he sighed. "I went to school. Every fight I got into, every teacher who sassed me; they all went flying. I accidentally killed the school bully. No one thought it was me, of course. I was just the lanky kid who sat in class. I tried."
"Why are you in New Gotham," Helena asked, now suspicious that he might belong to the Harley Quinn gang now patrolling the streets.
"I needed to be," he answered. "You people have the only thing here to calm my nerves."
"And what's that?" Helena asked.
"The third eye.."