The bats she could hear them yet could not see them. The sound of flapping of velvet wings and the squeals reached her ears but somehow she could not see them in the darkness. The nightmare has returned to hunt her again.
It had happened before now it has returned back to hunt her and she knew it meant only a bad luck and she had that same dream before the temple has been destroyed not it has returned back with the vengance and she knew that it was warning her that her time was ticking away and that only is it a matter of a time before her life is over.
Slowly Nyssa came to her senses lying on something that seemed to feel cold and metalic to touch. It seemed some kind of table for it was far from lying in the bed now. The headache hit her with a such of a force and she looked around trying to clear her view and once the scenery cleared ever so little she was sure she was in some kind of a cave or seemed like that to her. A small sound escaped her lips and it was all that she heard for she was too weak even to speak. Strange she was not dead after all.
"I see we've waken up now, have we." came a gentle voice. "Here you go"
Alfred held out a silver tray with a glass of water on it. "When you're
ready, perhaps a warm meal might do you good"
Lucius wasn't too far out of hearing range, he just decided to busy himself
with his work until Bruce decided to discuss their next course of action. It
would seem that it would involve the now awake 'Sleeping Beauty'.
At first, Nyssa was confused not knowing what to do or say first.
The older gentleman seemed to pose no threat to her at all so she
slowly relaxed and reached over to take the glass from the tray.
Just as her hand touched the cold glass it began to shake without
the control.
What the hell was happening to her? She tried to use her other hand to steady herself but nothing worked and only it made more worse than before. She finally gave up and ashamed of her weakness she placed back her hands down.
"Thank you kindly, Mr..." She finally said." Forgive me if I do not know your name at all Sir, but I am Nyssa Bolton."
He recognized her voice, shaky or otherwise. He decided to wait for Master Bruce before bringing up the phone message. One could never be certain of others' intentions. She had called for Bruce Wayne, and undoubtedly, the last person she must have seen before coming here was Batman. It wasn't a time for revelations."Well, hello to you, Miss Nyssa Bolton. I'm Alfred Pennyworth. You may call me Alfred." he said, extending his hand.
Nyssa slowly removed her good hand for she decided not to move her wounded arm too much. Strangely it not longer was bleeding and it was banaged skillfullly and she was sure that it was Batman who did that for her.
By the way where was he now? She decided to keep the secret for she was sure it was for the best and that was something that she should reveal to anyone. She gazed back at this eldery gentleman and smiled for a first time feeling somehow safe in his presence and being very touched by his kidness.
She pulled the blanket to herself feeling cold for it was draffty here and she was used to the cold but not the wet draffty one more harsh and burning that she had knew back in the mountains.
The memories of the time in the temple and being with Bruce there and her father brought the sadness to her face instantly that she tired to hide away from anyone to notice that she was sad.
"Please to meet you Alfred." She gently shook offered hand." So tell me where exactly am I? What is it this place? I know it is cave." Her ears caught of a sound of flapping coming from stones above her and her eyes caught the sight of the bats causing her to back off in the fear." Great the bats, the last thing I need to see them. They always brought me a bad luck.
The cage elevator door opened with a screetch, and out of the darkness an unmasked Batman emerged. Wearing his uniform, but with his face exposed, Bruce tried to explain things to Nyssa.
"...Alfred is my Butler, and my oldest friend. And that man over there is Luscious." he said turning his head to the man who was working away at something. "I guess you could say he is like Batman's Santa Clause...These are the two men who make things work behind the scenes. There is no Batman without them." Bruce explained, complimenting both men.
"Dont worry about where you are, you're safe, and thats all that matters. Whoever attacked you, intended to make sure you stayed silenced. They used a posioned blade. You've been unconsious for the last 3 hours...Luckily a friend of mine at the Gotham PD..." Bruce said refering to Gordon. "...let me examine the body after the body before police. I found this." he said holding out his hand and revealing a small tube with a clear liquid inside of it.
"The antidote. He had it on him, just in case things went haywire...You'd better drink up Nyssa, before the toxins have a more perminent effect
Nyssa gazed at each of men of course she had met Alfred and was where she was but dared not to comment anything. Something above the antidote overshadowed her mind for she had seen this before and she was sure that she knew where this came from.
League was now using her posions or what has been left for use for she knew there are some of the chemicals and the formulas that she still had for the use for making the antidotes and they might be handy if she was only allowed to leave but but she was not sure that Bruce would let her go not yet.
The pain again cut through her arm and she frowned again but kept the pain away from the sight as she took the antidote from Bruce's hand and studied the liquid. It has to be one thing that she was so familar of and she had helped it to create and that was nothing more than one thing:
"Gulbehar," she muttered under her breath." Bruce this is it not good at all.They had used the posion that I though I would never use again and it is only remaining antidote and if they know how to use it then there would be too many dead already they are using my pison to wipe the town down in the silent way."
Nyssa stood up from where she was seating but still weak from the chemicals and the blood loss it forced her to almost stubble down on the ground again. She was still light headed and uneasy with her walking and she need only a sip the antidote should be saved for the more people not just for her. Placing a hand on a nearest rock she tried to steady herself but she was still weak and it seemed that her wound was starting to bleed again she was sure of that.
"People are dying now and it is all my fault for they are using something that I thought I had destroyed that night in Narrows but I was wrong somehow the part of the poison has been saved and now it is killing the people like a silent death."