Thanks for the reviews! That's for the advice Jill, will try to remember it!
Flash sat playing a video game; he lent this way and that trying to beat the bad guy. Punching several buttons he cheered as he won.
"What are you doing?" The Green Lantern asked settling on the settee behind Flash. He paused his game and turned to face the Lantern.
"Playing a game. Want to try?" he held up a second game pad.
"No thanks kiddo." He held his hands up to push the consol away.
"Have it your way." Flash shrugged getting back to his fun. "You think Bats'll ever find where she's gone?" he asked casually.
"Doesn't he always." Lantern snorted.
"Someone talking about me?" Batman asked as he stepped into the room.
"Find anything?" Lantern asked.
"We're off to LA." He said showing them a sheet of paper. "Stan Carlings, high class business man has been threatened by what he described as 'a dark cloaked figure with a Romanian accent.'"
"Guess we're protecting him." Flash said ending his game.
"Not you." Batman said, pushing back down. "As much as I hate to say it, Superman wants you to join me in Europe."
"Why?"
"We're going to find out where she came from and what they did to her." He explained pulling out a map. "We're off to the EU meeting in Britain." He pointed to London, tapping on a building plan.
"Great another road trip!" Flash said getting up and walking off to the Javelin.
"You, Wonder Woman, Superman and Hawk Girl are to go to Carlings' home and watch out for him. J'ohn will stay here in case. " The Lantern just nodded as Batman stalked out.
Flash looked out over the bustling city of Londoners. He gazed out over the buildings and spotted the one they wee going to.
"So run over this plan again." He said. "We go there and..."
"I find the first leader and get them to tell us what happened."
"Right." Flash nodded as Batman set down the Javelin on the top of the building.
"Mr Batman Sir!" A man ran up into the Javelin. "We have been waiting for you. Please this way." He led the way to a door into the building.
"I didn't think anyone was be expecting us?" Flash questioned.
"They weren't. I adjusted the ship with a cloaking device and quiet engines, no one should have seen us or heard us."
"Well it appears someone was expecting us." Flash finished, following the man through the building door. Batman reluctantly joined, his hand inside his cape holding the bat-a-rang.
They wound their way through one corridor after another until the man opened a set of double doors. "Through here sir." He held the door open.
The two walked inside and cautiously looked around the large meeting room. A table took up most of the floor space with a dozen seats around it.
"Please! Sit!" The man at the end of the table indicated to the two end seats. Flash sat but Batman stayed standing. "Fine." The man said. "Lets get down to it. You have come about Marian?"
"Yeah!" Flash answered. "How did you know we would come?"
"Because she is killing more and more people. Let me start from the beginning."
"Then start." Batman growled.
"We went in search of a weapon." The woman beside the headman explained. "We came up with an idea in which we could train a child from a young age to become a professional assassin. Untainted by society or rules. Pure innocence of mind to bend to our will." She paused and looked across the table.
Another of the group picked up the story. "We went to Romania, a country at that time in crisis, to find a willing parent or orphaned child."
"We found one. Marian's parents were willing so we took her from the age of four."
Yet another of the occupants of the table took up the story. "We trained her physically and mentally. Teaching her to read, write and speak in many languages. She learnt all forms of science and mathematics. She also learnt fighting with weapons and in hand to hand combat."
"She was good."
"Too good." The headman sighed. "We sent her round the world, learning from the best and brightest. At ten years old she knew if she hit an object with the right force and at the right angle she could make it do anything. By twelve she had learnt all forms of fighting, beating her masters and our own best. She knew where to punch, kick, slash and what to break in order to kill or capture a man."
"At thirteen she killed her first person." The woman whispered. "It was the way she killed him that made us realise we had gone too far. She isn't strong. Well not you're friends strong. But she is deadly. She knows how best to kill a person and how to torment them till their end. She'll stop at nothing to get her fun, constantly searching for a new challenge. No one's ever beaten her!"
"Until now!" Batman said. "Do you have any records of her training or her kills?"
"One!" the headman passed down the tape. "But she won't be that easy, she lived in America for five years. Learning about business from Mr Lex Luthor."
"What?" Flash asked in shock.
"A Mr Lex Luthor?" the man looked to a file in front of him. "It was soon after that when we lost confirmation of her whereabouts." He nodded to another file at the end of the table near Batman. "Please find her and stop her. She'll kill anyone with power, strength or skill."
Batman nodded, picked up the tape and file and turned to leave; Flash following behind. Just as he got through the doorframe he turned looked over his shoulder and spoke.
"Hope I don't return. Because you'll pay!" then he continued on walking, leaving the dozen people shivering with dread.
They had just gotten outside when the com went off. "Batman? Did you find anything?"
"Yes we're on our way over." He answered climbing into the pilot seat.
"You may want to hurry! She's just chosen a double target." Batman lifted his head up.
"Who?"
"Flash!"
Ok! I know I already told you Flash was to be hunted, but I thought you ought to see the beginings of Marian's mind! You'll understand later...I hope! R&R please!