-1Dick Grayson
Chapter 11
The Plot That Keeps Thickening(Part 2 of 5)
-Unknown Location: 8:59:58-
"Son, its time to get up now."
"huh?…who…where am I?
A man in white takes my hand and pulls me up. The being is fully clothed, with not even a speck of skin showing. Not to mention the place I am is too bright, so bright that I can't even see my own hands. He drags me to down a hall and into a room that was decorated with crosses and gold statues of Jesus along with other spiritual people of the past. During the walk there was complete silence after I asked my two questions. After a while I just went with the flow and played his game. Perhaps this is what heaven looks like? So…I suppose that means I'm already dead?
"Awaken boy! Awaken!"
The light shun brighter and brighter until the heat of the rays began to burn my skin, thus awakening me to the present time and space.
"What? Where…where am I?"
"My dead child, you are in the lair of the beast….or that is what your master might say."
"My master….do you mean Batman?"
"The detective. Yes, that man, your master."
"Woa, hold up a minute, I'm nobody's slave."
"My dear child, it is only a figure of speech, nothing more."
"Yeah, I know…..I just wanted to let you know I wasn't a slave child or something…wait!"
As I spoke I felt the wind brush itself on my skin, meaning that I was missing something. Something that could very well destroy my alter ego.
"Where? Where's my mask you beast!"
"Ah, so you've noticed have you mister Grayson. Since I allowed you to see my face, it's only a balance if you showed me yours."
And then I feel a cold breeze rush by my whole exterior, revealing that more was removed from me while I was sleeping like a baby.
"Fine whatever, but did you have to remove all my clothing? Was it really necessary?"
"Necessary. No. But my daughter wished it. After all if your "master" does not comply with my demands, you will be reborn as my own flesh and blood."
"Huh? What the heck is that supposed to mean? Please don't tell me that's another one of your figures of speech again. Your way of talking is too old to understand."
"My words are exactly what you think they are child. You will be my daughters for all eternity, as she has been mine thus far."
"Gah! I'm not going to marry your probable fat and ugly daughter!"
Just as I was stalling time, a woman stepped up to me from behind and placed her hand under my chin. She rubbed my chin, giving off a beautiful smile, like a princess in a fairy tale ending, yet in a sexy seducing way. Even though she seemed innocent, something about her eyes challenged my view on her. Maybe it was her beauty and instant kindness that's blinds me, or perhaps its her other goddess features. The curves people…the dang round curves on her chest that popped out by the way she stood. Why does she only bend her back and not her legs? Great….why didn't I see this first, I bet this is some sort of seduction. I believe she wants me to see what she's packing and so far I'm liking……why am I weak when it comes to seeing this woman? Or is it just all females? I wonder. Speaking of wondering, her touch seems very familiar. If my sense of feeling is correct, then I believe she is the figure that sucker punched back in the sewers. I would really love to bring that subject up, but something tells me that I should listen to this interesting plot that's unfolding.
"Tsk tsk little bird, I'm saddened to hear how you view me."
"Huh?….s-sorry ma'm"
She steps up suddenly, ending my most precious view in my life so far.
"I believe you are misunderstanding my father. You see you will not by my spouse, you will be something much more."
"Uh huuuh…..and what will that make me?"
"You, my little bird shall become my child. That is if my love doesn't make it here in time. And if he does make it while complying to my fathers demands….I'm sad to say that you will be worth nothing. Absolutely nothing at all little cute bird."
"So….does that mean you'll let me go?"
She stood quiet, shaking her head from side to side slowly as this strange feeling in my gut tells me that I don't want to know what she means by her words. A brief moment later that weirdo came into the picture. The count stood in front of me as he placed a gun to my head.
"Well kiddo, let's just say that I'll be taking really good care of you if things go according to plan. We'll have so much fun together."
He pulls the gun away from my head and walks away laughing as I feel my head drop from the great disappointment that now haunts my mind. Wow…these guys are really bad. They are professionals, the kind of scum that would make any criminal look like nothing. Maybe Batman was right….I'm just not ready for this kind of stuff. I don't think I was ever ready……I'm a complete and utter failure as a boy….just as I was as a son. Just print loser on my forehead already.
-200 miles from the lair of the beast-
"Alright Deadshot, we have this camp site under our control. What will you have us do now?"
"Patience Captain underpants, we are almost ready to move on."
A woman steps in front of Deadshot and pokes him hard in the chest with her finger.
"Damn it shot, hurry the hell up. We only have a few more hours until these collars blow our heads off to kingdom come!"
"What the hells your problem doll? And what do you mean a time limit? I wasn't told that we had to complete this mission in a certain number of hours."
A man in a black jacket and long black greasy hair running down his back stepped out of the darkness.
"Pft of course you don't know. Those lolly gaggers never tell the leader the real story behind these missions, nor who he's leading. Unlike you, peep squeak, we all have collars with detonations that will make certain that we never see the day of light ever again."
"And just who the hell are you guys anyway? I've never seen any of you pricks before in my life."
The man in black stepped up first and placed his arms out, creating a macho pose.
"Me, you can just call me Lobo, and for you toots, you can call me the "main man"."
The woman stepped back and rubbed her face as she nodded.
"Don't even bother with me you imbecile."
Deadshot stepped up and wrapped his arm around the woman's shoulder.
"Then that means you'll be bunking with me then right doll? Or would you rather say your name be our pals for the next couple of hours."
She elbowed deadshot in the sternum and brushed her hair to the side with her palm.
"Fine, I suppose there's no harm in telling you my name……I am called Command or R for short."
"And what does that stand for doll?"
"Oh you'll have to work harder for that fool."
Lobo stepped to the side of Deadshot and pressed his elbow on Deadshot's shoulder.
"She's one classy gal. Can't wait to see what she can do in the battle field. So far only you and that captain guy have showed your worth."
"That reminds me…..what the hell is a low class Flash villain doing working for the government aye Captain Boomerang?"
Boomerang directed his attention at Deadshot as he pulled out a boomerang. He smirked and slouched down slightly.
"I don't see where that's any of your business "leader" Don't we have a job to do anyway? Lets just get this all over with and then we can be social with one another."
Command stepped up and clenched her fists that were at both her sides.
"The Captain is right. Let's start moving before more of these men appear."
Just then a shurikan flew at Lobo, with a barrage of Kunai following it. Deadshot quickly moved and shot down the shurikan aimed at Lobo as Command leaped toward Lobo, pushing him out of the way.
"Hot damn, you really know how to jinx a mission don't you doll. Team! Fall out and take out all witnesses.
Lobo sat up and looked at Command who was already up and ready to fight with a battle rifle in her arms. Deadshot and Boomerang shot down kunai after kunai as they ducked behind a low trench in the ground.
"Alright people follow as planned, you hear me!."
Lobo laughed as he took a mini launcher out from his back.
"Planned!"
Deadshot smirked at Boomerang and the two lifted their arms up, shooting away like madman at the ninja.
"Yup planned."
Command nodded her head as she shot at the fiends with almost perfect precision.
"Alright….as you wish fool."
-Sahara Desert Market Square:300 miles away.-
"Don't you dare be late this time. This case of mines is very important and I can't have any miscalculations like what happened last time. You got that?"
Batman stood in front a man that was covered in darkness from the alley that the two were speaking in.
"Yeah, yeah. How many times do I have to say I'm sorry? Things don't always work out the way you want bats. But before we tea up and all that other crap, I want to know who it is we are saving this time."
"That's confidential. You will not need any info on the hostage. After all, your plan B. You got that?"
"Yeah, fine. I get it bats….but just promise me that after this is over."
A brief pause enters their conversation as the man stepped into the light, revealing a green suit along with a pack of arrows on his back.
"Just say that we can be close like we use to be….before Canary died."
Batman's eyes widened as he closed his eyes soon after and turned his back at him.
"I'm sorry Arrow, but I don't think we'll ever be anything more than acquaintances."
Green Arrow sighed as his head lowered, with a single tear running down his face slowly.
"Sniff…..I see. I'm sorry for ever asking you that Bruce."
"You don't call me that anymore Arrow, the names Batman. Nothing more or less."
Authors Note
I know, it's quite soon that I posted this chapter, but I had two days of traveling and I had nothing better to do with my time. I hope you all have enjoyed this story so far, because I know I'm enjoying writing it every day...or every few days that is. Any whom, I'm writing this brief note to let you all know that the next chapter will be out soon, and man is it going to be great!
