Helena opened her eyes after several long moments. Barbara looked down into
her face, questioning her health.
"How do you feel?" Barbara asked, helping her sit, despite the wheelchair.
"Like I was just hit with a freight train," Helena replied. "Guess it was just a kitchen counter."
"Cole ran out," Barbara asked.
"Good, because if I saw him right now, I'd rip out his heart and show it to him."
"He's just a kid. Cole doesn't know how to control his powers, Helena."
"Yeah, well someone should have shown him by now."
Cole wandered under the dimly lit neon signs. He was in an extremely bad part of town, but he didn't believe Zeke would steer him wrong.
"This way, kid," Zeke began, motioning to a large japanese cloth of a dragon. It was gorgeous in gold and silver, shimmering under the lights. "Boss isn't Asian, but loves their culture."
"What race is the boss?" Cole asked, worried it would sound like a racist question.
"A combination of three or four," Zeke answered. "He's white, with black, Hispanic and some Japanese."
"How did that happen?"
"He isn't human."
"Is he meta, Zeke?"
"Partially. The woman who gave birth to him was meta. The boss was one of those lovely little science projects the Gotham city scientists want to cover up after its created. His eHelena opened her eyes after several long moments. Barbara looked down into her face, questioning her health.
"How do you feel?" Barbara asked, helping her sit, despite the wheelchair.
"Like I was just hit with a freight train," Helena replied. "Guess it was just a kitchen counter."
"Cole ran out," Barbara asked.
"Good, because if I saw him right now, I'd rip out his heart and show it to him."
"He's just a kid. Cole doesn't know how to control his powers, Helena."
"Yeah, well someone should have shown him by now."
Cole wandered under the dimly lit neon signs. He was in an extremely bad part of town, but he didn't believe Zeke would steer him wrong.
"This way, kid," Zeke began, motioning to a large japanese cloth of a dragon. It was gorgeous in gold and silver, shimmering under the lights. "Boss isn't Asian, but loves their culture."
"What race is the boss?" Cole asked, worried it would sound like a racist question.
"A combination of three or four," Zeke answered. "He's white, with black, Hispanic and some Japanese."
"How did that happen?"
"He isn't human."
"Is he meta, Zeke?"
"Partially. The woman who gave birth to him was meta. The boss was one of those lovely little science projects the Gotham city scientists want to cover up after its created. His eyes literally glow when he's angry."
Cole swallowed hard and remained silent. He probably should have stayed with Helena. No, she would have killed him in a heart beat for what he did to her. He swallowed down his fear and followed Zeke under the cloth.
"I guess you get to go out after all," Barbara said to Dinah. "There's a crisis in the meta sector. We're missing Cole."
"Great," Dinah sighed. "So, I doubt this will be a social experience."
"Its that or nothing," Barbara sighed. "Helena's head is killing her, but she's running the streets at the moment looking for this kid. He doesn't know how to control his powers and I'm sure if he takes as much third eye as he's craving right now, he's going to drop dead in a matter of seconds."
"Fine, fine," Dinah sighed, grabbing her coat. "I'll find him."
Cole felt uncomfortable inside the small basement of the K building. It was dark, save for the dim candle light.
"Where's the boss?" he asked.
A growl answered his request.
"How do you feel?" Barbara asked, helping her sit, despite the wheelchair.
"Like I was just hit with a freight train," Helena replied. "Guess it was just a kitchen counter."
"Cole ran out," Barbara asked.
"Good, because if I saw him right now, I'd rip out his heart and show it to him."
"He's just a kid. Cole doesn't know how to control his powers, Helena."
"Yeah, well someone should have shown him by now."
Cole wandered under the dimly lit neon signs. He was in an extremely bad part of town, but he didn't believe Zeke would steer him wrong.
"This way, kid," Zeke began, motioning to a large japanese cloth of a dragon. It was gorgeous in gold and silver, shimmering under the lights. "Boss isn't Asian, but loves their culture."
"What race is the boss?" Cole asked, worried it would sound like a racist question.
"A combination of three or four," Zeke answered. "He's white, with black, Hispanic and some Japanese."
"How did that happen?"
"He isn't human."
"Is he meta, Zeke?"
"Partially. The woman who gave birth to him was meta. The boss was one of those lovely little science projects the Gotham city scientists want to cover up after its created. His eHelena opened her eyes after several long moments. Barbara looked down into her face, questioning her health.
"How do you feel?" Barbara asked, helping her sit, despite the wheelchair.
"Like I was just hit with a freight train," Helena replied. "Guess it was just a kitchen counter."
"Cole ran out," Barbara asked.
"Good, because if I saw him right now, I'd rip out his heart and show it to him."
"He's just a kid. Cole doesn't know how to control his powers, Helena."
"Yeah, well someone should have shown him by now."
Cole wandered under the dimly lit neon signs. He was in an extremely bad part of town, but he didn't believe Zeke would steer him wrong.
"This way, kid," Zeke began, motioning to a large japanese cloth of a dragon. It was gorgeous in gold and silver, shimmering under the lights. "Boss isn't Asian, but loves their culture."
"What race is the boss?" Cole asked, worried it would sound like a racist question.
"A combination of three or four," Zeke answered. "He's white, with black, Hispanic and some Japanese."
"How did that happen?"
"He isn't human."
"Is he meta, Zeke?"
"Partially. The woman who gave birth to him was meta. The boss was one of those lovely little science projects the Gotham city scientists want to cover up after its created. His eyes literally glow when he's angry."
Cole swallowed hard and remained silent. He probably should have stayed with Helena. No, she would have killed him in a heart beat for what he did to her. He swallowed down his fear and followed Zeke under the cloth.
"I guess you get to go out after all," Barbara said to Dinah. "There's a crisis in the meta sector. We're missing Cole."
"Great," Dinah sighed. "So, I doubt this will be a social experience."
"Its that or nothing," Barbara sighed. "Helena's head is killing her, but she's running the streets at the moment looking for this kid. He doesn't know how to control his powers and I'm sure if he takes as much third eye as he's craving right now, he's going to drop dead in a matter of seconds."
"Fine, fine," Dinah sighed, grabbing her coat. "I'll find him."
Cole felt uncomfortable inside the small basement of the K building. It was dark, save for the dim candle light.
"Where's the boss?" he asked.
A growl answered his request.