CHAPTER 7
The prison guard opened the gate for Reese and he entered the small cell where the two men who were arrested for the bar fight were in their cots. The one on the bottom cot was sitting over the edge with his feet touching the cold cement floor. Helena described them to be average height but very thick. From what Reese saw of them, they were a bit on the heavy side, but nothing at all from the impression he was getting from Helena.
"Wha' d'ya want?" the man on the bottom cot said in a less than enthusiastic voice.
"I want you to answer a few questions for me, like how did you come by those patches you were wearing."
"Drop dead," the other man on the top bunk replied without sitting up in his cot. He remained laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling.
"Sorry, I'm not going to accept that answer today. I know that those patches gave you two some extra strength. I want to know a little about the person you bought those patches from."
"Go to hell."
Diplomacy has failed; not it was time for a more conventional method. Reese charged the man on the bottom cot and pulled him off his cot and onto his feet. He threw him up against the wall as the second man leaped off the top bunk and ran towards Reese. Practicing one of the moves Helena had showed him, he leaned left to raise his right foot high up and kick the other goon square in the chest, sending him crashing into the back wall. Reese grabbed the first brawler and threw him along side of the other man and pulled his gun out an aimed it at them.
"So how about it, fella's? Feeling more cooperative yet?"
"alright, already!" One of the two men said. "We got da sample patches from a man named Mr. Alexander. We told him we are sick 'n tired of dem Meta's. We wanted to kick dem asses! He gave us dem free samples so we could do just dat!"
"Hate crimes? Since when did you start hating Meta's? There are no reports of hate crimes against them here in New Gotham."
"Not yet, but dere will be. Deir presence are becoming more known to people. We've been told dat dey plan to destroy us. We ain't gonna tolerate no bull shit like that!"
"Someone is trying to start hate crimes against the Meta's?" Reese mumbled under his breath. Though that was important information, right now it was more important to track down Alexander. "What about this Mr. Alexander? Where did you meet him?"
"He'd found us," the other man replied.
It sounded like Alexander was the one trying to set the stage for a war. "Describe him for me"
"He looked like a business man of some sort. Not from around hear."
"Did he mention about any clients of his?"
"All dat dude said was his patches would be marketed world wide very soon."
* * * *
Helena and Nightwing were on a rooftop just waiting for Detective Reese to show up. Nightwing was very fidgety and could not stop walking around. "I am not sure about this, Helena. He's an officer of the law. The last thing we need is for you to be caught and be sent to Arkham." Bruce Wayne had only trusted Commissioner Gordon, Barbara's father, while this detective Helena talked off was strictly a detective. The current commissioner wanted her for murder. There was a distinct difference between the two. Helena seemed to be a little more reckless than her father.
"You have to learn to relax a little," Helena replied. "I may do things differently than my dad, but my methods gets the same results, if not better."
The door opened and walking onto the rooftop was Detective Reese wearing his trench coat that flapped in the wind as he walked confidently towards them. He never even looked around to make sure anyone was watching. Much to Richard's dismay, Helena walked towards to greet him, or that's what Richard thought. Instead she went into his arms and the two of them embraced each other and kissed. "I've missed you today."
"As I, you." Reese replied as he leaned into her and kissed her. She had wanted that kiss for a long time. She had seen him all day, and she had waited patiently for the time that they would see each other once again so she could receive another kiss from him. The kiss was almost worth the long wait. "So, explain to me the importance of this Alexander Bane?"
"I will, first, let me introduce to you Nightwing."
"Nightwing? Can't say I recognize the name," Reese replied.
"He use to be partners with my father. His name is Richard Greyson."
"Helena!" Richard looked over at her in disbelief.
"Richard, he's one of us. He knows the whole thing from my father being Bruce Wayne and Batman, to Barbara and Dinah. He's helped us take down Harley Quinn."
"It's nice to meet you, Richard. Are you in New Gotham for long?" Reese shook Richard's hand.
"Haven't decided yet. Right now, I'm here to stop Alexander Bane," Richard replied.
"Okay, fill me in a little about Alexander Bane. It may help me understand some of the information that I received."
"Well, Alexander Bane might be the son of one of Gotham's most dangerous villains, Bane. He is distributing these patches which we call venom patches. They can enhance anybody's strength a great number of times. Bane was known for his intense strength using Venom. In fact, once Bane actually defeated Helena's father, Batman, and broke his spine with his bare hands. Fortunately, he recovered, but you now know how dangerous these venom patches are."
"So what did you find out?" Helena asked.
"Well, It seems to me that your Alexander Bane is trying to start a war against the Meta humans. He gave free samples to those two and told them that Meta humans are dangerous."
Richard shook his head. "He has no interest in starting a war. He used them to commercialize his venom patches. He probably told them that to get the rowdy and cause a scene."
"That could be true. He was seen dressed up in a suit, which told me that common street thugs were not his main target. They said they heard him talk about mass marketing these patches through all of United States very soon."
"That is what I feared. We have to stop him right away," Richard said.
"How? We don't know how he's going to mass produce them?" Helena pointed out.
"Perhaps we do," Reese said. "I've been working on a case to try to take down a drug lord name David Blice. He is the most evasive drug lord we have ever encountered. He loves to export and import all forms of drugs. He does have access to produce narcotics and have them distributed all across the globe. I also suspect he is in the business of selling heavy and military fire arms to terrorist organizations. I would think something like these patches would get his attention very quick."
Barbara's voice came over the ear pieces of both Helena, Detective Reese, and Richard. "You are rightt. Since the mention of that name, I did a search of his recent whereabouts. He has been spotted in New York just recently. My bet is that that is who Alexander Bane is trying to sell to."
Richard and Helena looked at each other. They had a lead, a very good lead at that. They both knew it was time for some action. "Thanks, Jesse, that's all we needed to know."
"Hey, do you two need any back up from me?" Reese asked.
"I think we'll be able to handle it," Richard replied.
"We'll do what we have been doing. Nightwing and I will take them out, you and the police will book them. Barbara will lead you to where we find them at the right time so we're not around when you arrive."
"Very well, but be careful, will you?" Reese said.
"I love it when you worry about me," Helena grinned.
The prison guard opened the gate for Reese and he entered the small cell where the two men who were arrested for the bar fight were in their cots. The one on the bottom cot was sitting over the edge with his feet touching the cold cement floor. Helena described them to be average height but very thick. From what Reese saw of them, they were a bit on the heavy side, but nothing at all from the impression he was getting from Helena.
"Wha' d'ya want?" the man on the bottom cot said in a less than enthusiastic voice.
"I want you to answer a few questions for me, like how did you come by those patches you were wearing."
"Drop dead," the other man on the top bunk replied without sitting up in his cot. He remained laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling.
"Sorry, I'm not going to accept that answer today. I know that those patches gave you two some extra strength. I want to know a little about the person you bought those patches from."
"Go to hell."
Diplomacy has failed; not it was time for a more conventional method. Reese charged the man on the bottom cot and pulled him off his cot and onto his feet. He threw him up against the wall as the second man leaped off the top bunk and ran towards Reese. Practicing one of the moves Helena had showed him, he leaned left to raise his right foot high up and kick the other goon square in the chest, sending him crashing into the back wall. Reese grabbed the first brawler and threw him along side of the other man and pulled his gun out an aimed it at them.
"So how about it, fella's? Feeling more cooperative yet?"
"alright, already!" One of the two men said. "We got da sample patches from a man named Mr. Alexander. We told him we are sick 'n tired of dem Meta's. We wanted to kick dem asses! He gave us dem free samples so we could do just dat!"
"Hate crimes? Since when did you start hating Meta's? There are no reports of hate crimes against them here in New Gotham."
"Not yet, but dere will be. Deir presence are becoming more known to people. We've been told dat dey plan to destroy us. We ain't gonna tolerate no bull shit like that!"
"Someone is trying to start hate crimes against the Meta's?" Reese mumbled under his breath. Though that was important information, right now it was more important to track down Alexander. "What about this Mr. Alexander? Where did you meet him?"
"He'd found us," the other man replied.
It sounded like Alexander was the one trying to set the stage for a war. "Describe him for me"
"He looked like a business man of some sort. Not from around hear."
"Did he mention about any clients of his?"
"All dat dude said was his patches would be marketed world wide very soon."
* * * *
Helena and Nightwing were on a rooftop just waiting for Detective Reese to show up. Nightwing was very fidgety and could not stop walking around. "I am not sure about this, Helena. He's an officer of the law. The last thing we need is for you to be caught and be sent to Arkham." Bruce Wayne had only trusted Commissioner Gordon, Barbara's father, while this detective Helena talked off was strictly a detective. The current commissioner wanted her for murder. There was a distinct difference between the two. Helena seemed to be a little more reckless than her father.
"You have to learn to relax a little," Helena replied. "I may do things differently than my dad, but my methods gets the same results, if not better."
The door opened and walking onto the rooftop was Detective Reese wearing his trench coat that flapped in the wind as he walked confidently towards them. He never even looked around to make sure anyone was watching. Much to Richard's dismay, Helena walked towards to greet him, or that's what Richard thought. Instead she went into his arms and the two of them embraced each other and kissed. "I've missed you today."
"As I, you." Reese replied as he leaned into her and kissed her. She had wanted that kiss for a long time. She had seen him all day, and she had waited patiently for the time that they would see each other once again so she could receive another kiss from him. The kiss was almost worth the long wait. "So, explain to me the importance of this Alexander Bane?"
"I will, first, let me introduce to you Nightwing."
"Nightwing? Can't say I recognize the name," Reese replied.
"He use to be partners with my father. His name is Richard Greyson."
"Helena!" Richard looked over at her in disbelief.
"Richard, he's one of us. He knows the whole thing from my father being Bruce Wayne and Batman, to Barbara and Dinah. He's helped us take down Harley Quinn."
"It's nice to meet you, Richard. Are you in New Gotham for long?" Reese shook Richard's hand.
"Haven't decided yet. Right now, I'm here to stop Alexander Bane," Richard replied.
"Okay, fill me in a little about Alexander Bane. It may help me understand some of the information that I received."
"Well, Alexander Bane might be the son of one of Gotham's most dangerous villains, Bane. He is distributing these patches which we call venom patches. They can enhance anybody's strength a great number of times. Bane was known for his intense strength using Venom. In fact, once Bane actually defeated Helena's father, Batman, and broke his spine with his bare hands. Fortunately, he recovered, but you now know how dangerous these venom patches are."
"So what did you find out?" Helena asked.
"Well, It seems to me that your Alexander Bane is trying to start a war against the Meta humans. He gave free samples to those two and told them that Meta humans are dangerous."
Richard shook his head. "He has no interest in starting a war. He used them to commercialize his venom patches. He probably told them that to get the rowdy and cause a scene."
"That could be true. He was seen dressed up in a suit, which told me that common street thugs were not his main target. They said they heard him talk about mass marketing these patches through all of United States very soon."
"That is what I feared. We have to stop him right away," Richard said.
"How? We don't know how he's going to mass produce them?" Helena pointed out.
"Perhaps we do," Reese said. "I've been working on a case to try to take down a drug lord name David Blice. He is the most evasive drug lord we have ever encountered. He loves to export and import all forms of drugs. He does have access to produce narcotics and have them distributed all across the globe. I also suspect he is in the business of selling heavy and military fire arms to terrorist organizations. I would think something like these patches would get his attention very quick."
Barbara's voice came over the ear pieces of both Helena, Detective Reese, and Richard. "You are rightt. Since the mention of that name, I did a search of his recent whereabouts. He has been spotted in New York just recently. My bet is that that is who Alexander Bane is trying to sell to."
Richard and Helena looked at each other. They had a lead, a very good lead at that. They both knew it was time for some action. "Thanks, Jesse, that's all we needed to know."
"Hey, do you two need any back up from me?" Reese asked.
"I think we'll be able to handle it," Richard replied.
"We'll do what we have been doing. Nightwing and I will take them out, you and the police will book them. Barbara will lead you to where we find them at the right time so we're not around when you arrive."
"Very well, but be careful, will you?" Reese said.
"I love it when you worry about me," Helena grinned.