Chapter 17 for my OG readers this story WILL be finished this year, I will try my best to get it done. If my OG readers aren't reading anymore then any new readers can expect a finished story. Thank you for taking time to review and read.

"H…h…hello?.." Catwoman asked nervously.

The mask didn't move. Whoever was standing there staring at her didn't move. Catwoman knew she couldn't allow a fight to take place here. Pyg could hear it. She had her blade stuck between her fingers and clenched her fists.

"I'm going to ask one more time…is anyone there?" Catwoman said walking towards the figure.

The masked man started to move and Catwoman walked backwards. Before she could swing the figure fell over on its face.

"Oh my god. What?"

Catwoman looked back at the monitors and Mike wasn't in the room anymore.

"Mike?...You're still alive?" She asked nervously.

Mike didn't move. It looked as if the last of his life was used getting to her.

'Why…was he coming to kill me?' Catwoman said to herself.

Her thoughts would be cut short by more footsteps.

"Shit!" She whispered loudly.

She turned off the monitors and ran down another corridor. Back in the main hall Janoz was doing rounds and stumbled upon Mike's lifeless body. He stared at the dead dollotron and scoffed. He picked up the body and took it down the same corridor Catwoman ran down. Further down the hallway Catwoman had a found a room with a wooden door, opened it and ran inside. She closed the door behind her.

"Going…back….to…my room would be suicide. I'd…I'd be right back at square one." Catwoman said through heavy breaths. "Even though I do know how to get out, I can't keep waiting until night to get out and scope the place. There'd always be somebody walking around anyway so it's not like I'd ever be 100% able to look around safely."

As she finished her sentence, she started to smell a strong odor.

"Yuck! What is that smell?" She whispered.

When she turned around her eyes widened in fright. Her pupils shook violently and sweat started to cover her body. As she covered her mouth, she could not believe what she was looking at. Bodies. Bodies piled up in anything they could fit in. Crates, laundry carts, barrels, etc.

"How many people has this lunatic operated on and killed?..." She asked through a shaky voice.

She walked through the room and looked at the bodies. Some didn't have masks, surely, they died during the operation. And the ones that did have masks must have died after or at the end. She walked a little further and saw smaller containers used for what looked like…children. In one of the containers a little girl with blonde hair lay at rest. A bright red bow in her hair. Catwoman tried to fight back tears. She tried so hard she clutched her chest and had to forcefully suck up the urge to cry and fight back the inevitable rush of sadness she was experiencing. When she finally caught her breath, she spoke to herself.

'These poor babies. They didn't even get a chance to live or experience a childhood. Rest in peace. I'm going to kill this bastard so you can all be at peace.'

As she finished her sentence the door slowly slid open. Catwoman's eyes shot open and adrenaline pumped through her body once more. She quickly hid in one of the empty crates. Just as she got in Janoz entered the room humming.

'Janoz?' Catwoman said to herself.

Janoz entered the room and looked around.

"This one died differently than the others..he was a success. A cut across the neck did the job. You were killed weren't you?..That's a shame. Father won't be pleased at all.." Janoz said touching the wound on his right eye.

Catwoman looked through a small hole in the crate and saw Janoz standing in the doorway touching his face, with Mike in is grasp.

"Damn it. I knew I should've grabbed Mike..I guess he came to dump his body. And..he can talk? I thought he was mute. He sounds so calm and innocent.."

Janoz drug Mike through the room until he came close to the crate Catwoman was in.

'Oh no! Please God don't let him look in this crate!' Catwoman said sweating profusely

Janoz walked over to the crate and slowly lifted Mike to put him in.

"This is truly disappointing Michael. Father really liked you." Janoz said before throwing the body into the crate.

"Oof!" Catwoman said.

Janoz stopped and investigated the crate. He could only see Mike's lifeless body but could've sworn he heard something.

"Maybe just my imagination..this place really gets to you sometimes." Janoz said before walking further towards the door.

The door opened and then closed. Catwoman waited a moment before lifting Mike's body out of the crate and putting him the floor.

"Rest easy buddy." Catwoman whispered before turning around. When she did, she almost screamed when she saw Janoz standing there staring right at her.

"I knew you were a special one. I told father you were."

BACK WITH BATMAN AND CO

"He has your daughter?" Jason asked.

"Did I stutter?" Deadshot retorted.

"I don't really think now is the time to be so aggressive. We have the same problem you do pal. Our girl was taken by Pyg too. So maybe you should start talking." Jason snapped back.

Batman didn't do anything but stare at Deadshot waiting for a response. He sat cuffed wearing a coat with cargo pants and knee pads. Big military boots and a ski mask with a skull design on it, also, a red scope over his left eye.

"Was it a slim girl? Stood at about the bat's shoulders? Short brown hair?" Deadshot said defeated.

"Yes!" Batman said excited.

Both Deadshot and Jason looked at Batman surprised he showed so much emotion. Jason even smiled a little. Deadshot scoffed.

"Hmph. Yeah, I saw her with him. She was beat bad." Deadshot said.

Batman clenched his fists and grinded his teeth.

"Bruce calm down. Let him speak." Jason said concerned.

Batman looked at Jason and then back down to Deadshot.

"He came to me in a bar about 3 miles out from here telling me to kill you. At first I told him I was more concerned finding my lost daughter. Then..the fat fuck pulls a picture out of his pocket…of my little girl in hospital garments..I…I got up and slammed him and told him to give her back. He looked at me and started smiling..he said if I didn't do what he asked she was sure to be killed. I just want my little girl back Batman. That's all." Deadshot explained.

"I understand Floyd. But I can't let you kill me. I have someone I need to save too." Batman said.

"Yeah..I know." Deadshot said with a sad expression.

"Maybe we can help?" Jason suggested. "Bruce can play dead..at least long enough for us to be in front of the guy. Then Bruce springs up and takes the crazy fuck down."

"That'd be a perfect idea. Only he never even told me where he was going to be when I was done." Deadshot said.

"So how would you know how to get him?" Batman asked growing impatient.

"Damn it I don't know Batman. I guess just wait for him at the bar until he came back?" Deadshot answered.

"If he even came back at all.." Jason said.

"What?" Deadshot asked concerned.

"Don't you see? He has YOUR daughter the one thing you love most and you'd do anything for. He has Selina. A good friend of ours, someone he KNOWS we'd be coming after him for. If he got your daughter then he's obviously done research on you and knows you won't stop at anything to complete a kill." Jason explained.

"Jason. What are you saying?" Batman asked.

Jason was quiet.

"SPIT IT OUT DAMN IT." Deadshot screamed.

"He didn't tell you where we'd be..because..after you took out Batman..he could work in peace knowing no one would be trying to track him down."

A soft wind blew on top of the bridge. No one said a word.

"So basically..I was..just a pawn?" Deadshot asked.

"Yeah..basically. He knows your tracking isn't nearly as good as Bruce's. You'd never find him no matter how hard you tried. Taking out his biggest threat would make things so much easier for him." Jason said.

"No. no no no no no that can't be. He's got my girl, he promised he'd give her back."

"Floyd do you really expect a man like him to keep his promise?" Batman said.

"What choice did I have Batman?! HE TOOK MY GIRL." Deadshot screamed.

"I know I know." Batman said.

"So what now?" Jason asked.

Batman looked at Jason and then down at Deadshot.

"I'm going to uncuff you Floyd." Batman said breaking the silence.

"Woah woah woah. Now I know Pyg's got his daughter and all, but can we trust this guy?" Jason asked.

"I'm not going to hurt you. You're right. I can't find the bastard on my own. So even if I don't want to, I'll help you out bat." Deadshot said.

Batman nodded his head and proceeded to untie Deadshot.

"Alright. Where to next?" Deadshot said feeling his wrists.

"Next we head to the bar and see if we can find any of his trail there." Batman said.

Deadshot and Jason nodded their heads in agreement and got off the bridge. Batman called the Batmobile over, much to Deadshots surprise.

"Going to have to a lot better than C4 next time." Batman said.

"Yeah yeah, I'll write it down." Deadshot said getting on the back of the bat bike.

The three men with determination and a new teammate made their way to their next lead.

PYG'S HIDEOUT

"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you.." Janoz said.

"Then..what..what are you going to do?" Catwoman asked nervously.

Janoz stared at her. No emotion.

"Tell me. Your relationship with the bat man. What is it like?" Janoz asked.

"Huh..um. Well. We're very close..like..really really close. We care about each other a lot. We don't want to see the other hurt or in pain in any way." Catwoman said.

"Hmm. That's the second time I've heard that response." Janoz said calmly.

Catwoman stared in confusion.

" That man. Mike as he's called. Told me the same thing his first time in here." Janoz said pointing at the lifeless body.

Catwoman turned to look down at him. A tear in her eye.

"I remember him screaming. About his family. Saying that he just wants to see them one last time. That he…cares about and loves them. I asked him what his definition of love and care was. And he said what you did. Word for word."

This conversation was shocking and a little confusing. Why did he care about her thoughts on care and love? She was about to find out.

"If I may.." Catwoman said.

Janoz looked up.

"Hm?"

"Why do you care about our views on care and love? You should be taking me back to my cell or..beating me or something..yet..here we are." Catwoman said through pauses.

"It's simple really. I was raised with a different teaching of what love and care was. My father forced his seed inside of my mother. This would end up killing her, but he didn't care. I was beaten almost to death and scolded almost every other day of my life. But my father was sure that he loved me more than anything. That I was his perfect little boy. Until one day he noticed my right eye was a little lazy. He beat me until I went blind in it…the only reason I wasn't beaten until I lost my vision was because he said he needed me to do things for him. And it would make him proud. He told me he'd work on my other eye later."

Catwoman was shocked, confused, sad, and angry all at the same time. This little boy, being forced to go through so much pain and misery. Just to be told it's all love and care. Janoz broke the silence once more.

"He forced the idea of tough love into my head. That love and care didn't mean anything unless I was beat. But he was all I ever had growing up and I do love him. It's not that I agree what he's doing to these people, these children..just like me. But my love for him drives me to just about anything he asks. I don't want to fail him."

Catwoman looked down and gritted her teeth.

"Is it because you don't want to fail him? Or because you're scared he'll hurt you?"

Janoz's eyes shot open in shock.

"Love and care aren't even close to what he's teaching you! From what I was able to gather from those tapes his mom is one of the reasons he's the man he is today! Forced perfection into his life and used force If he didn't be just that. There is still sanity in you Janoz..don't be like him. You can still change. And see what real love and care is." Catwoman said.

"Real..love and care?" Janoz asked himself out loud. "I…"

Before Janoz could finish Mike sprung up and choked him.

"AHHHH!" Catwoman screamed. "GET OFF OF HIM MIKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Mike slammed Janoz against the wall and continued to choke the boy. Janoz pulled out a knife and tried to stab him, but Mike grabbed Janoz's arm and kept choking him. Janoz's movements slowed a every few seconds. Catwoman knew she had to act fast. She ran up with her razor in hand and cut the back of Mike's neck. But Mike didn't turn around.

"They…can't feel pain..you…have to hit him in the head…hard enough to knock him unconscious." Janoz said through struggling breaths.

Catwoman looked around and all the things the bodies laid in were full. Not like she'd be able to lift them anyway. She looked down at her legs and got an idea. She was going to head kick him. She got in kick boxing stance and swung a kick for the fences. CRACK. Mike dropped Janoz and fell. Catwoman fell also. Her leg snapped.

"AHHHHH! Oh God." Catwoman said. "What are those masks made of?"

Janoz, with anger in his eyes, got up and stabbed Mike repeatedly until he was sure he was dead. Catwoman stared in fear with how violent Janoz had just gotten. And right when the situation appeared to calm down, the door opened.

BACK WITH BATMAN AND CO

Batman and company drove their vehicles down the bridge out of Gotham and came across some blood splattered on the ground.

"Hey Bruce! Got some evidence over here." Jason said.

Batman got out of the Bat mobile and investigated the blood on the ground. He scanned it and got a perfect match with Selina's.

"This is it! The lead we need. Now we just follow the blood." Batman said.

Batman and the others drove off again. After a little while they arrived at the bar and got out.

"This is the place right?" Batman asked.

"Yeah. This is where he pulled up on me." Deadshot answered.

"We'll see if anyone knows anything." Batman said.

The three men walked into the bar and there were a at least twenty men posted inside. Deadshot spoke.

"Alright listen up. I'm looking for the man in the butcher garments. Anyone seen him?" Deadshot yelled.

After a little silence one of the thugs spoke.

"Nah. We ain't seen him. After he punked you, he drove off. Ha ha ha." The thug said laughing.

"I'm going to ignore that because we've got business with him to take care of." Deadshot said. "Which way did he drive off?"

"That's enough questions guy." A thug said standing up touching Deadshots chest.

Deadshot slapped his hand off and kicked him into a group of bikers. One of them tried to punch Deadshot but was hit by Jason. Who then kneed him in the stomach and threw him out of a window. Batman joined the fight, grabbing two thugs by the necks, jumping and kicking a fat biker in the stomach, and using that momentum to back flip and slam the two thugs he had in his grasp. Deadshot gave a thug a one, two, punch combo then did a spinning kick to the body and grabbed the thugs head and slammed it into his knee. A thug ran behind him but Deadshot heard him coming and hit him with his back hand, he picked up a pool stick and used it like a staff. Jason speared a biker and used his body like a ram running through thugs then he threw the biker into the air, jumped up and front flip kicked him down onto a table. Batman was handling the fat biker. He did a hurricane kick on the biker's stomach knocking him into the bar, he then started to punch his body with rapid fire shots. The biker grabbed Batman and lifted him up into the air but was interrupted by Jason who jumped from across the room and kicked him in the face. Causing him to look to the left and was met by deadshot who fired a round next to his ear distorting his hearing. Batman gave him a shot to the liver and when he bent over, he jumped over the counter and slammed the fat man's head on to it.

The group looked over the unconscious bodies in the bar looking for someone who still had sense. One biker was trying to crawl out of the bar but Jason put his left arm behind his back and picked him up.

"Let's try this again. Where did the butcher guy go?! Or lose your left arm." Jason threatened.

"UGH Damn it! He literally kept straight. For how long I don't know. From what I know he drove through the forest until he got out of them. The trail is one big ass straight away!" The thug yelled.

Jason slammed the man on his face and knocked him out.

"Alright we know what we have to do now." Batman said as he ran outside getting into the Bat mobile.

The three got on the vehicles and sped through the forest. With the special vehicles they could get through this entire forest in less than an hour. Whereas a car going normal speeds would take an hour or two. As they drove Batman thought of what he was going to do to Pyg when he saw him. He wanted to kill him. Something deep down in him wanted this monster to die for what he's done. But he still couldn't bring himself to do it. Jason and Deadshot would surely disagree. After almost 45 minutes of driving they came to an opening on the other end of the forest. Into another town. Batman got out of the Bat mobile and Deadshot and Jason off of the Bat bike.

"So where do you think he is?" Jason asked.

"You really think he's in a place like this? I doubt it." Deadshot said.

"I agree with Deadshot. There's no way he'd be somewhere like this. He did have a property in Gotham, that's how I found him last time. But it didn't say anything about properties anywhere else." Batman said.

"Wait the guy is a circus host right? Maybe he has a tent somewhere around here." Jason said.

"It wouldn't be in the middle of the city and it couldn't be in the forest. We would've seen it from the outside of the forest." Batman said.

Deadshot walked up to a wanted poster with a blurry picture of a figure in hospital clothes.

"Hey! Kid! Bat! Come look at this." Deadshot said.

Batman and Jason walked up to look at the picture.

"Is that a..dollotron?" Batman asked.

"If that's what those things are called, then it sure looks like it." Deadshot said. "He walked into the bar with one."

"Hmm they call it. 'The Wretched.' That's weird. Also says here it can be seen going to and from the forest." Jason added.

"Then back into the forest we go." Batman said. "We find this thing, maybe it can lead us back to Pyg."

They all got back into their vehicles and drove back into the forest. Slowly looking for the lost dollotron. After a few minutes their headlights focused on an abandoned tree house.

"How didn't we see this before?" Deadshot radioed in.

"Driving too fast." Batman responded.

They got off their vehicles and walked up to the tree house.

"Maybe something or someone is in here." Batman said.

They took turns climbing the tree house ladder and all stopped and stared at the thing sitting in the room with them. It was The Wretched. Just sitting. Looking at them. They didn't know whether it was dead or alive. Until it slowly struggled to get to its feet. It was in standard dollotron attire. Torn hospital clothes and a dollotron mask. Except, his mask was broken so his left eye was visible, his right eye and mouth were covered. He didn't have a left eye, there was nothing there. Its clothes blood stained and wrist tape that went up his right arm. His left leg was so badly broken he leaned heavily to the left and he didn't have a left arm. They all understood the nickname he was given now.

"What the hell am I looking at?" Deadshot asked.

"You're looking at a man stuck between life and death." The Wretched said.

His voice was incredibly deep and raspy, kind of a country accent as well.

"You're looking for Pyg aren't you?" He asked.

"Yeah do you know where he is?" Jason asked.

"For you to be in this tree house, you've driven past him already."

Made this one significantly longer than most to make up for me being so late! So in case I'm late to update again this is a large chunk of the story covered. Enjoy.