Alright here it is! Chapter 4, didn't get the five reviews but that's okay hopefully I get more in the future! I own nothing but the plot!
Normal P.O.V
Catwoman stared at this man, whom she just learned" name was Tommy Elliot, with shock and awe. How could he have possibly learned Bruce's secret? Maybe Luscious was telling secrets to all of Bruce's friends and then attacking them and locking them down here? No, Luscious wouldn't do that, plus Bruce is notoriously known for not having many friends. So why is he down here? She wouldn't know unless she asked.
"If you don't mind..." Catwoman finally said.
Tommy slowly looked up with a tired look on his face, he stared for a few seconds and finally said in a weak voice,
"Yes?.."
"I..just have a few questions.."
Catwoman could barely speak to him without taking pauses, this was just too unreal. It was like she was talking to Bruce himself. Everything about him looked just like Bruce. Whatever he did to change his appearance he definitely did his research on Bruce's looks. He looked down and chuckled and looked back up at Catwoman and spoke.
"Of course you do. What is this guy who looks just like Bruce Wayne doing down here? Why would he even look like Bruce in the first place?" He said with a sneer.
"..y..y..yes those are a few." Catwoman said softly.
"heh heh heh." He chuckled, "I don't think I want to explain anything to you. Sorry."
Catwoman wasn't surprised he said that, she's dealt with the 'hard to get to talk' guys many times before with Bruce and by herself. She knew just how to handle him.
"Well we aren't getting out of here anytime soon. I assume we won't be leaving until Bruce gets back whenever that is, presumably morning. What have you got to lose?" Catwoman spoke with confidence. Hopefully using this situation to her advantage.
"I haven't gotten anything to lose. I just won't be talking to you about any of my personal business." Tommy retorted.
This guy was good. Very good. Catwoman thought for a second on how she can get him to talk, so maybe she can figure out something about one of Bruce's foes that she can use to find out why some of these other guys hate Bruce like this guy clearly does.
"Why do you hate Bruce? Can you at least tell me that? At least that and I'll be satisfied."
Tommy stayed quiet for a few seconds, then he looked up at Catwoman and back down.
*Sigh* "You just don't shut up do you?" Tommy said clearly upset, but this time he sounded kind of resentful. Catwoman noticed this and just stayed quiet hoping he would continue. He did."
"His family..destroyed mine. Everything I had was taken from me by his damn family." Tommy said looking down at the floor of his cell. His voice broken.
'So his family. The Wayne's. The most respected and wealthiest family in Gotham. They're the reason for his hate.' Catwoman thought to herself. 'If I remember correctly, I overheard that the Wayne's are the reason for The Penguins hate for Bruce too. But what did the Wayne's do to this guy? Why-'
Catwoman's thoughts were interrupted by Tommy speaking.
"Bruce..he was my best friend growing up. My..only friend. You see my family was wealthy as well, not as much as the Wayne's, well..it was decent. It was enough to get by and keep a lavish lifestyle. But, any friends I did have only hung around with me because of my money. Same with Bruce. But I didn't know Bruce all that well at first. Just knew he was the son of Thomas and Martha Wayne and everyone knew them."
"How did you and Bruce meet?" Catwoman interrupted.
"heh, it's funny really. Tommy said with a small smile. We met at a family meeting between our parents to combine their companies. The Wayne's rather successful one and my parent's known, but struggling company. I was introduced to Bruce and him to me. He smiled at me, something nobody did often. I smiled back and shook his out stretched hand...then, our parents told us to 'go play.' Bruce led me to a large room full of toys and games and a large screen t.v you'd probably only find at a local theater.."
Tommy's voice was starting to become more aggressive. Catwoman was listening for this specific moment. This should be where he'll start talking about where he started hating Bruce and how his family destroyed his.
"How could this little boy? 6 years old to be exact have A DAMN T.V THE SIZE OF A MOVIE THEATRE SCREEN?!" Tommy screamed.
He yelled so loud Catwoman was shocked Luscious didn't come down and check on things, even though they are technically underground, still you think Bruce would be smart enough to put cameras down here. Tommy took a big breath in and blew out, then continued.
"Bruce asked me what I wanted to do..so I looked around..so many options..I saw a game that involved strategy and puzzle solving, I couldn't remember the damned name of it if I thought on it for days. I just know that it was something we would play any time I came over..you see if I couldn't beat Bruce in anything back then, I could beat him in that game. I always did. Until one day he asked me 'Tommy. How do you keep beating me in this man.' I gave him advice that ironically he uses today to beat people like me, the scum of the streets, the people who want him dead.."
"What did you say to him.." Catwoman asked.
"It's nothing much to be honest with you. Just to think like his opponents and to use their abilities against them in order to win..ever since then, he beat me every time we played..it was impressive how fast he learned..something else I failed to do. But even though I was jealous of everything..I still loved being in his presence..being around his family and eating with them. You see even though we had money, my father was abusive and my mom was the only one who fought to make sure I live lavishly..but in my eyes she was a failure..everyday my love for them grew into DISGUST and HATE. HOW DARE THEY HAVE THIS MONEY AND SQUANDER IT!?. THE WAYNE'S HAVE 6O INCH T.V'S AND A BUTLER THAT DOES ANYTHING THEY ASK! AND WHAT DO I HAVE? NOTHING! A BIG HOUSE WITH NOBODY WHO GAVE A DAMN ABOUT ME!" Tommy said yelling and angry, his voice shaking from being so angry. He calmed down and continued.
"So. I had had enough. I needed the money. And I knew that I was in their will..so only one conclusion came to mind.." Tommy said softly.
Catwoman's eyes widened. Her mouth open but she couldn't speak. When she finally did she said stuttering,
"you..you..you...killed them didn't you.."
Tommy looked up at her with cold eyes. The eyes of a man who was truly lost. Lost in his own mind. A man who was in an 'come too far to change ways now' type of situation. Tommy stared at her for what seemed like hours. Then spoke.
"I had it all planned out. When I went to Bruce's for our usual session of the strategy board game, I had kind of a crooked smile on my face and I kept chuckling. Had Bruce been as smart as he is now, it never would've happened. But he kept asking me if I was okay and I casually told him, 'yes Bruce. I'm fine.' and as our little game session came to a close it started storming. Perfect. I then heard my parents and the Wayne's coming up the stairs and going into the room next to Bruce's playroom for coffee and to talk about the combination of the companies, which as figured, wasn't going to work.
Anyway I told Bruce I forgot my umbrella and asked him to get me one. He did. I grabbed a pair of scissors from his crafts area When he left the room I launched up and opened the door slowly and closed it just as slow...I crept past the room our families were in and went downstairs. I opened the main door and went outside to my parent's car and cut the breaks..the rainy weather was a perfect cover for the 'accident.' I ran back up to Bruce's room where he was watching t.v..sleeping with the umbrella in his hands. I grabbed it and walked past the Wayne couples meeting room where I went and grabbed a pen and forged Martha's hand writing saying 'We'll be taking little Tommy home today! Go ahead and go take care of business or whatever you need to do!'
I went downstairs and saw my parent's waiting on me. 'You ready to go?' My father asked. 'No father are you ready to go?' I said while handing him the note. He looked at it, then me, the said 'well Tommy we'll see you when we get home,'" "I nodded and turned around and walked into the kitchen and stood on the sink, where I could see them getting into their sabotaged car." I ran outside with the umbrella in hand and followed them as they drove, they drove slow of course do to rain. Then a red light. They attempted to slow down and couldn't. I clenched my fists so hard they bled. And just what I was hoping for, a reckless driver came speeding down the wet slippery street. I could see Mother and Father fighting to get the car to stop rolling further into the street, they tried to get out, but..I tampered with the locks too. They slowly rolled out into the middle of the street and before the other driver could react..bang. I dropped my umbrella and tears rolled down my face..not tears of sadness..tears of joy..now all this money could be mine and I can do better than those deadbeat parents of mine ever did."
Catwoman listened in silence the whole time. She couldn't say anything. There wasn't anything to say. How could a boy so young...murder his parents for their money..she didn't think even children could become so insane. But even with all of that Catwoman's main question was still half answered so she asked again.
"Why...he was your best friend..cared about you when no one else did...why do you hate Bruce..?" Catwoman asked with a shaky voice. Tommy's story took a toll on her.
"I told you already. That spoiled brats family destroyed mine. My father died in that wreck, but my mother? She was taken to the hospital for emergency care and guess who shows up? THOSE WAYNE'S! THEY TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME! STOLE WHAT WAS MINE! MY FATHER DIED ON THE OPERATING TABLE AND MY MOTHER CAME WALKING FROM THE HOSPITAL A FEW MONTHS LATER LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED! THEY TOOK MY CHANCE TO BE RICH AND BECOME SOMEBODY!"
"Tommy..you tried to kill your parents..how could you blame Bruce for that? Or his family? And if your mom lived why isn't she here now helping you?"
Tommy stared at Catwoman with an insane blank stare. A small smile forming on the sides of his face. And with that Catwoman already had a thought that came out in words.
"You ended up killing her..."
"Smothered her in bed while she slept to be more accurate. And with the help of another friend, the lawyer was taken care of and the situation looked more like a 'household accident' at least, that's what the world thinks. And with the money finally mine, I attended Harvard years later and became a successful surgeon myself in an attempt to do good like I always planned, but..my hatred for Bruce and his family was always there..when I found out the Wayne's died after I left Gotham at only seven years old only one target remained. Wayne."
This was all too much for Catwoman. She could barely breathe knowing she was in the same room as this maniac. And him sharing Bruce's appearance didn't make it any easier.
"Why do you look like Bruce.." She asked. She hated that she asked, but she had to know.
"Oh this? Well apparently somebody got my file of crime to Hugo Strange and they locked me up in Arkham City. I spend days in my surgery room thinking about how I was going to get back at Wayne. Then I noticed there were a lot of inmates baring small resemblance to Wayne. I murdered them and cut their faces off and went back to my lab and applied the proper pieces. This took me at least 3 or 4 hours to do. So many inmates..so many pieces. But it all ended up perfect. Then as I went to apply the finishing touches I saw Batman entering my lab from a distance and decided I would pay him a visit. My face was bandaged up and healing from my earlier self surgery and I felt this would be a perfect time to take the bandages off. I activated the lock gate towards the exit of the room and Bruce turned around to meet me. I told him all about my plan as I took off my bandages and revealed my face...Hehehehehahahahahah! You should've seen the look on his face!"
Tommy laughed for a few more minutes then stopped and took a breath. Catwoman stared with wide eyes. Completely terrified. Tommy spoke once more.
"I left the room and I foolishly thought he was trapped in there. I then went to the old hole in the Arkham wall where paid TYGER guards were waiting for me to blow the wall open again. Word on the street Strange had died so I had no problem waltzing right out.."
"And you came here...looking for Bruce.."
"Sort of. Months later I came here in an attempt to transfer his bank funds over to my account but even though I used Luscious to get into the computer, the transaction wouldn't work WITHOUT HIS DAMN APPROVAL. EVERYTHING WAS THOUGHT OUT..THEN he walked in the front door in that damn suit...I grabbed Luscious and told him if he didn't get me Wayne I'd kill him...then...he took off his mask..and I saw my old friend..I didn't know what to say..all that came out was...impossible...I didn't know what to do next..kill Luscious? Or shoot Wayne? He knew what my next move was..the INSTANT I pointed my gun at him he grabbed it and punched me in the face, breaking my nose, then Luscious hit me with a vase, cutting some of my new face off. While I tried to fix it I didn't notice Bruce under me. He hit me with an uppercut that sent me flying..then threw me through his desk..I was out cold..the next thing I knew I woke up in here.."
There was silence. Neither didn't know what to say. Tommy had just vented his entire back story and Catwoman was surprised there was even that much to his back story with Bruce. But Catwoman broke the silence.
"I feel like Bruce blames himself for people like all these villains being here... Causing mayhem. He feels it's all his fault, that's why he goes around in that suit to cover up his self blame. To cover up his failures. But all he's doing is delaying the inevitable...I feel like..he blames himself for you turning out how you did Tommy.." Catwoman said with a shaky voice.
"What.." Tommy said surprised.
"I know how you feel..like the whole world is against you..and that you have nobody anymore..your parents are dead, so are mine and Bruce's..all three of us have taken our separate paths to cover up our grief for losing them..I know how you feel Tommy..and if it makes you feel any better..I'm your friend.."
Tommy's eyes shot open wide as he looked at Catwoman, someone calling him their friend? After the story he just told her? How could she say that..Catwoman was quiet after saying that.
"Why would you call a monster like me your friend..why? WHY?!"
Catwoman stayed silent. Tears rolling down her face. Bruce has done so much for everybody. And to know he feels he cause all of the things that happen in Gotham isn't right. It's a mess he'll never clean up completely, and it will break him if he continues, just like it broke Tommy.
"I need to get out of here..I need to see him.." Catwoman said softly.
"Sorry little girl. As you said. We aren't going anywh-"
Tommy was interrupted by a struggling Catwoman who was violently pulling away from her cuffs and rocking back and forth. She grunted in pain as she felt her bones pop out of place and her arm became loose. Loose enough to slip through her cuff. Then she grabbed her laso and grabbed the keys at the end of the room by the door. Maybe a good 25ft away. She unlocked her cell door and stepped out. Tommy looked up at her with surprise, that she would do that to herself just to get out of a cell. To go see some man.
"Why would you do that..to go to him?" Tommy asked.
"Because, he loves me. And..I can't let him die without knowing why he does, or why he takes this challenge on alone.." Catwoman said.
"Hmph. But your arm. You won't last out in those streets with your arm like that. And any other doctor evacuated the city..I doubt Luscious will help you."
Catwoman knew what he was trying to do. She didn't want to risk it, but he was right. She needed both arms to scale buildings and avoid the riots. She's seen as a double agent by the bad guys and she can't put up a fight with one arm.
She put the key in his cell door.
"You know I shouldn't be doing this.." She said softly.
"Look at me? Do I look like I'm in any shape to do anything?" Tommy said back weakly.
Catwoman unlocked his cell door and walked over to him and weakly undid his cuffs. Tommy slowly got to his feet and said thank you. As they left Catwoman started to feel weak and dropped down. The strain from breaking her arm to get out of those cuffs was too much, she was exhausted .
"It looks like that scene from earlier has worn you out." Tommy said still in his cell.
Catwoman looked back at him and fell to the floor. Out cold.
Tommy stood over her and looked down at her. All he could think about was her calling herself his friend and talking to him about his past. He looked at her disfigured arm.
"Stupid girl. You got your arm banged up over him. Hmph. You better hope it's worth it."
He picked Catwoman up and slung her over his shoulder. Then used the elevator to get to the parking lot where he used an military vehicle to drive away.
Alright everyone that was chapter 4! technically 3 but whatever! I got it done and done sooner than I was supposed to! :) A special thanks to neostardustdragon101 for the positive review to get me motivated to type another chapter, words do go a long way! I made this a rather long one for being so selfish over reviews! I really hope you all enjoyed it!