"I really cannot believe that I took time out of my search, on this possible fluke mission to come with you here." Oracle spoke as she moved around on her rather fast wheelchair through the darkness of New Gotham World History Museum. Avery was right at her side, and both held in their hands flashlights to see. The only light coming into the museum was that from the outside, and it was hardly any since the museum is right near the seaside. The building itself smelled of an antique shop, and you could smell most of the salty seawater in their too. Right in front of Oracle was a big exhibition of Ancient Egyptian culture that seemed to span the whole floor of this side of the museum.
"Believe you me, this is the only way we'll break your friends away from Mistress Bast's control. Myself and another are getting sick of her now." Avery said as he started searching through all parts of the Egyptian exhibit.
"Then how in the world did you all get involved with her?" Oracle questioned.
"The girl, who I am working with, was an orphan and Bast took her in when she surfaced in New Gotham. She and her friends became her trainees in this tradition of Catwoman." Avery said as he started to move trinkets and artifacts out his way.
"Catwoman? Why is she obsessed with her?" Oracle asked looking with eager eyes.
"Why the hell do you ask so many questions? Put those wheels to work and help out!" Avery said nearly barking at her. Surprising him, Oracle stood up and headed over to where Avery was and started scouring the exhibit as well.
"I thought your legs were kaput?" Avery said looking at her.
"I used a gadget to help me get around on two feet. It's a prototype." Oracle said looking at him. "Now what are we trying to find here?"
"Look for a small brown pouch and it will contain the sands of time. We blow it on your friends and will reverse Mistress Bast's cat spell." He said searching through a sphinx statue for the antidote.
"To end your interrogation I'm just going to tell you straight up. I'm only going to say this stuff once, so listen and work." Avery said as he wiped some sweat-beads from his forehead. Tonight was a hot summer night, and all this searching was definitely not a way to keep cool.
"I didn't want to hurt your friend. Dinah as I detected was a good Metahuman and I had but no choice to bring her to Mistress Bast's Sisterhood. You see, Bast can use this…magic of hers that she learned while learning in Egypt. Her real name is Sandra Lennox Shreck, the…"
"The wife of Max Shreck! I thought she was killed." Oracle interrupted as she looked intrigued at Avery.
"No. He just got at her face badly but that wasn't enough to kill her. She wears the mask of the goddess Bast on her face to hide the wounds. She assembled these orphaned girls to fight alongside her and take treasures and goods from New Gotham. All in the name of Catwoman, since she was the one that brought Max Shreck to his death." Avery explained.
"Ah, so this whole Sisterhood thing is a sick appreciation to Catwoman. The thievery, the violence…I get it. Well, tonight she's going down." Oracle said.
"You're damn right. Hold on a minute my phone is ringing." Avery told Oracle as he answered his compact cellphone. Greeting the person, he held in the information and quickly hung up.
"Come on. We have to hurry this little adventure up, the Bast is about to strike." Avery said.
"Who was that?" Oracle questioned.
"My friend in the Sisterhood. She says Bast and the girls are planning to rob the La Illusion boutique tonight. We have to hurry and stop them." Avery said as he began his search again.
"Then one question. Why do you want to leave this group?" Oracle asked.
"It's sick the way Bast treats us; the guys I mean. She forced us into this Sisterhood by giving us cat powers but we are purely used for sex. We have to honor and be humble to her and the others, all the while being raped. It's no fun anymore." Avery said with glassy eyes shifted to Oracle. The light on Oracle's face reflected onto Avery and she gave him a hapless smile.
"It'll be alright. Let's find this thing and hurry." Oracle said as she scavenged. Fortunately for them, Avery actually found the sands of time pouch.
"Where did you find it at?" Oracle asked.
"It was underneath this pottery vase. Good we have it! Now let's go." Avery said as he and Oracle turned for the exit.
"I'll leave the wheelchair here. I have a dozen more at home." Oracle said as she and Avery continued to briskly walk. However, they were cut off by three beams of light that shone on them.
"FREEZE!" yelled the sound of a security guard. Turning around, Oracle and Avery spotted three very tall and young members of museum security. All armed with nightsticks and flashlights, they did not pose to be so much of a threat; but if guns were involved it would have been another story.
"We so don't have time for this…" Avery drawled as he looked at Oracle. "Do you know how to fight?"
"Please boy, I've been fighting crime since you were in diapers." Oracle smugly said as she did not even turn to look at Avery who got into fighting stance. Thinking it was best, Oracle did so too.
"Just give us back the damn artifacts and no one will get hurt." The guard said.
"Sorry, can't do that." Avery said as he quickly glided toward their direction, and knocked all three down with a vicious kick. All getting up quicker, Avery knocked one down via a harsh punch in the face, and the other with an elbow smash. The last one came over to Oracle, and he got bashed in his face with the flashlight and took him off his feet with a kick to his temple.
"CHEESE IT, ORACLE!" Avery yelled as they fled from the museum. The guards were all knocked out and Avery and Oracle made a fast exit and headed next for La Illusion.
-Xtreme Slayer