Batman Beyond: Face Off
Think / Act
By Fallen Angel Overlord
A/N: How long has it been since I updated? GEEEZ!
Veronica combed out her hair. Terry had invited her for dinner at Wayn Manor. She had to look perfect. She selected a long white dress and simple diamond necklace. This was going to be the perfect evening.
Chris leaned on his bike and stared out across the scene below. He was perched on the cusp of a mountain and staring out at the wide world of Gotham forests. If he kept going the way he was he'd end up in Metropolis. Maybe he could see if Rocco or any of the old Gang were around.
He pulled his helmet back on and revved up to turn down the road and head towards Metropolis.
Mel combed out her hair. Jack had sent her a letter to say he was hoping she'd come for a visit and she honestly didn't see any reason NOT to. Mel yawned despite herself and pulled on her coat. She was going to have an early night but she had so meet a few girls from work first for drinks.
As she descended the steps in her apartment building she made a note to tell the supervisor about the 20 reasons the elevator NEEDED to be repaired. Namely the flights of stairs she had to descend which formed 15 of her reasons.
As she walked towards her bike she thought she heard something. When she turned around she saw two women one was a brunette dressed in black leather and the other was a blonde in white lace. The blonde swung a platform soled boot in a kick but Mel ducked and lanced a kick into the woman's chest.
The brunette lunged forwards – right into Mel's punch.
"Hey, girls, enough!"
Mel swung around to kick the person behind her. A hand caught her foot and she realized she was staring into the mask of Masque. "This is his friend…schway" he headbutted her and everything went dark.
Iola the Illusionist looked at her muscled men and sequined women. "Okay boys and girls" she said as she paced about on stage. "Masque's swell and all but – gotta say – getting tired of his up and downs, half the proceeds go to charity for the love of Houdini…so I brain scanned him and – presto!" she held up the mirror. "Andromeda my dears. She's the K-E-Y to pushing him off the deep end."
"How so?" Top Hat asked as he tipped his infamous hat to her.
"Simple, kill her and tell him the bat did it" responded Iola with a grin. "The plan goes off at midnight I want to double check he's on side." She smirked. "We're gonna hit a target tonight and this can't be a breakin' point for the masked man"
Iola trailed her fingers over the hand held mind reading mirror she held. "No hitches" agreed the men and women she'd hired.
Selena was seething. Bruce had pushed her GRANDSON (and his, Bruce was the Grandfather of that boy!) out the door. It was unforgiveable! Despicable! She paced about as her heels clicked furiously. She was in her old storehouse the "Catacombs" as she'd once jokingly dubbed it. Where her protégé Erica had hidden out.
Selena was so angry she couldn't concentrate on what she was angry about. She sighed and sat down at the computer in the warehouse. "Right…a good game of solitaire will do me" she hissed.
Terry was worried about Chris, the broody guy had grown on him, but when there was a knock at the door he pushed his concerns to the back of his head – Veronica was standing at the doorstep, her hair was tied up and her white dress was perfectly crisp.
Bruce was upstairs resting and had told Terry not to worry about him interrupting. The meal had been prepared by caterers who had gone…it was set out on a trolley and Terry felt the effect would have been better if there had been servants.
He sat down across from Veronica still telling her she looked great.
"Yeah Terry, I get that" she smiled. She opened the tray and looked at the soup. "Herb – lovely my favorite!" she smiled. Terry breathed a sigh of relief. "So – where's everyone else?"
"Oh…Mr Wayne is sleeping – he's exhausted and Chris and Selena are…out" Terry stirred his soup slowly – worried about Chris and Selena. "So how's work?"
"Oh…the usual. I met Batman"
"What did you think of him?" asked Terry slowly.
"Well, still impressive but – I like you better" she laughed. Terry beamed at her and sipped his soup.
Iola raised her eyebrow at the unconscious Melanie Walker. "What's she for?" they were in the control centre of the project. "Decoration?"
Masque was being tended to by Naughty and Nice. "Nope, hostage. Just in case I need one" he grinned. "Course if we're lucky we'll nap an even better one tonight…so you wanna get this done? Coz my Chopper is ready and rarin ta go!"
Iola shrugged. She was dressed in a white top hat and coat with black blouse and pinstriped trousers. Her bowtie was dotted with sequins. She sauntered out the door, sharp heels clicked and clacked. "Masque…we have a bat to exterminate" she sighed. "A modicum of decorum please!" As she walked towards the exit she tapped a button on her cane to send a signal to Top Hat and the Assisstants he had taken to Andromeda's apartment
Andromeda sat up in bed. She knew for a fact she heard voices… "Wayne Manor, we get stuck here nabbing a supermodel" a woman's voice hissed.
"Will you two SHUT UP" spat a man.
"Make us" another woman sneered. Andromeda reached into her bedside cabinet and removed an energy pistol. She slid out of bed and slipped on her slippers and white silk robe. The handle of the door turned as she slipped over to the en suite.
"She's not here…check the bathroom" whispered another voice. Andromeda slipped in behind the shower curtain. A girl in fishnets and a coat with tails (lots of purple sequins) entered the bathroom and looked around. She held a magic wand as if it were a sword…she paused and looked in the mirror…
Andromeda karate chopped her in the side of the neck and caught the body, stowing her in the empty bath. "Okay…let's rumble" she whispered. She slipped out of the bathroom. The Other woman was holding a wand and nudging open the closets. Andromeda fired, the woman moved unfortunately but the energy bolt caught her in the arm and staggered her.
"TOP HAT! HERE!" the shrill voice of the woman cut through the night.
The wand fired off a dazzling blast of energy that singed the wall as Andromeda dived and rolled, she fired and the woman slammed backwards into a closet, the doors hissed shut and trapped the unconscious assistant inside.
The man in the top hat wore a long sequined black coat he entered and touched the brim of his had, a thing disk spat out of the red glittering band around the black velvet. It sliced into the wall near Andromeda, scratching her arm.
"You're coming with me missy" the man hissed.
"I beg to differ" Andromeda dived onto her bed, fired and flipped off, kicking Top Hat as he fired his disk again. The blade hissed past under her feet as she collided with him. He fell backwards into the living room. Andromeda's gun skittered away, she grabbed at him but he punched her aside. She caught his leg as he tried to stamp on her and with a twist she knocked him down so his hat fell off. He scrambled to grab it.
"This is to ironic" Andromeda muttered. The vase of black and white roses clammed into the man's head. He groaned and collapsed. "Thanks Wade" she murmured. Rising she headed for her phone. Then a beeping greeted her ears. She walked over and pulled a phone from the pocket of Top Hat.
She answered it.
"Is it done?"
"Uh-huh" Andromeda said in a deep voice.
"Good, get out to the station quickly and pretend you were watching her, tell him Batman and Robin did it – actually no, let me…" Andromeda hung up on Iola with a growl.
There was a knock on the door. Terry stood up and walked to the door. When he opened it the flash of light staggered him. Iola sauntered in and posed. "Hey there Batsy" she smiled. Terry's jaw dropped. "What? Surprised? Well I'm full of tricks…wait until you see the next one"
Veronica appeared in the doorway – Masque and his goons entered. She screamed. Terry shouted her name and ran to her. "Sun. Moon. Open fire!" he exclaimed. Wielding pulse rifles the two men shot at Veronica and Terry as they kicked the doors shut.
"What – why are they here?" Veronica gasped as Terry shoved a bookcase across the doors.
"Probably to rob Mr. Wayne! Oh no…come on!" he pulled open the door to the kitchen. Naughty and Nice were standing there, they kicked him back in. Veronica gave a shout and hit them with a long, standing lamp.
"Get away from him!" Veronica cried as Naughty grabbed the lamp. "here have it" she quipped, Naughty fell backwards onto her but as Veronica released the lamp mid tug-of-war. Nice pulled her petite pistol from her bodice straps. Veronica smacked her with a quick left hook and shoved the girl over. Terry stared in surprise. "hey, a gutsy reporter has to know how to handle herself -" she smiled.
"Yeah – way to go – come on" Terry said. He grabbed her hand and led her through the kitchen and up a flight of stairs there. He weaved through the manor until he reached Bruce's room. He opened the door and dragged Veronica in.
"Terry?" Bruce was reading in the corner.
"Uh – yeah – we have villains in the house" Terry said. "Iola and Masque got it – I don't know how but they bypassed the gates and are after us"
Bruce reached for his cane and Ace gave a growl. "Terry! Look out" the door was slammed inwards as Terry and Veronica leapt away from it. Left and Wright stormed in. Terry lashed out with a kick to Left's chest followed by a grab of the man's shoulders that turned into a judo toss.
Veronica grabbed a tea tray and hit Wright with it. "Back. Off. Scum" she exclaimed as she whacked him across the face. Bruce rose and tripped a masked man with his cane. He then elbowed another man away. Two Assistants entered in their purple sequined outfits. Bruce tripped both women and Veronica tossed one into a wardrobe, sealing it with a fire poker, while Terry hit a pressure point on the other to knock her out.
"We have to get out of here" Terry exclaimed.
Chris skidded to a halt and shuddered. He felt something really bad…he had to go home.
Terry and Bruce rushed along the balconied upper level. "hey! Party ain't over!" Masque called. His thugs rushed from all passages forcing Veronica, Terry and Bruce down the stairs to escape. Iola cackled as her Assistants and Waiters rushed forwards. Terry kicked one down a flight of stairs, Veronica punched an assistant and Bruce swung his cane with deadly accuracy.
"That's impressive" Iola said. "Fighting til the bitter end"
"So passé I CAN'T BELIEVE THESE LUGHEADS DON'T JUST DIE but I respect the fact they do this noble thing THE JERKS" he watched for another little while. "Grab the GIRL" he roared
Naughty and Nice grabbed Veronica, digging in nails and slapping her vindictively. "Let go of me! Terry! TERRY!"
"Veronica!" Terry exclaimed. He reached for her but was pulled back by a thug. He fought even harder as Veronica was dragged out the door. Iola sighed and waved her wand. The Blast of light hit Bruce and he staggered at the top of the stairs to crumple into a heap there. Masque looked at her, nodded and pointed his pistol.
The shot didn't hit Terry perfectly but it grazed his side he stumbled and slid down the stairs. Iola walked forwards and placed a large mirror strapped to a large star of C4 on the steps near his head. "Well – this is goodbye Batman…may you give someone else a hard time" she tapped the buttons and the 10 minute countdown appeared in the reflection. "Ta-ta" she smirked.
"I still think we should have BLOWN HIS GODDAMN BRAINS OFF and all that" Masque sighed.
"Ah – but why bother if he should come too he'll be able to enjoy 2 minutes before the bomb goes off" she shut the doors and placed a mirror on the lock. "In a barricaded house. If he's lucky that is – besides the bomb will take out the house and send shrapnel everywhere…he's toast anyway."
Chris rattled the doors, the mirror on the back door seemed to be making the door unworkable. He ran back to his bike and revved up – the full weight of the bike crashed into the door and thrust it open.
"Terry? Mr Wayne? GRANDFATHER" he shouted. "GRANDMERE?" He skidded to a halt at the foot of the stairs. Terry was lying beside a bomb…"Terry?" Chris shook Terry but to no avail. He glanced at the bomb.
4 minutes…oh crud, he couldn't get it away safely if all the doors were barricaded… cursing Chris picked it up
TBC – Seriously it will be.
Been AGES since I updated. Just let this slide since I haven't seen an episode in so long.
Next chapter will be the last or second last. Okay bye