A/N: So, I'm working on adding to chapter 12 so you guys can see Diana. I mentioned something about her a couple chapters ago and I just haven't had the time to finish so I'll eventually repost last chapter so Diana is in it.
P.S. The first sentence or so is a little different from the game
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AMM
I walk down the steps, towards the batcomputer and notice Alfred standing in front of it, reading the information on the main screen.
"Either Cobblepot drugged Montoya himself, or someone else is using his revolutionary rhetoric." I say as I come to stand by Alfred. "Either way, I need to find him. Let's put our drones in the air and start a search." I hit a few keys on the keyboard. "I'll run a trace on his cell. In the meantime, we have to find out what we can do about this drug." I continue typing things into the computer, this time trying to find anything I can on the drug used on Montoya.
"The computer's been analyzing the chemicals from Montoya's bloodstream."
"Throw that up on the monitor," I request. "The residue I scanned on Montoya is similar to the nerve agent I found at the docks. Let's see what we got," I sit down as my chair rises out of the floor.
"It's ironic that Falcone died at the hands of someone drugged with his chemicals. Who'd have guessed that's how he'd meet his maker? Prone in his sick bed, surrounded by police who were ordered to protect him."
"Murder at the hands of Montoya-that's not justice." I tell Alfred, looking at him over my shoulder.
"Whoever did this was judge, jury, and executioner-no one should act as all three. I hope he told you something before he was killed." I turn back towards the computer.
"Practically family, he said."
"Family?" Alfred asks, sounding shocked. "Funny, I don't recall any Sunday dinners with the mob."
I shake my head, knowing Falcone didn't do it. I shouldn't believe him, but my instinct tells me to and I'm going to follow my instinct. "It wasn't Falcone that called the hit."
"Yes, I suppose that makes sense," Alfred says slowly. "Your father, Hill, and Falcone would have balanced each other out."
A formula pops up on the computer screen, granting me the opportunity to change subjects. I'm still not used to my father being so easily associated with a crime boss. "The computer has pinpointed reference points on the two compounds." I click on the base compound.
"The men at the docks were doused with the base chemicals-the reaction was….messy. They were out of control." I clicked back and then to the drug used on Montoya. "This refined drug is like a weapon: it only took a small injection to strip Montoya of her moral filters and make her act on her base impulses." I need more information.
I begin typing again as I say, "Both compounds seem stable, but they're quick to fall apart. Whoever processed it, knew what they were doing." I sit back and cross my arms across my chest, looking at the formulas.
"What could the creators of such a drug possibly have in mind? Fighting your wars is one thing….but drugging others to fight them for you…."
"With this drug, they can exploit anyone's baser impulses. The things they would otherwise control." I sit forward once more.
"Your drones are in position to triangulate Cobblepot's position." Alfred tells me. I begin typing commands for each drone. I then turn in my chair and stand up, approaching the holographic image of Gotham. I watch as the drone in west Gotham hovers over a large building and suddenly, Oz can be heard shouting," Find her! Find her now!" Who? "Send a strong message!"
The drone in the more suburban area hovers in the middle of a neighborhood. "Bring me her head," Oz can be heard demanding. Who is he after?
The final drone in east Gotham hovers over another neighborhood, a poorer neighborhood. The message is more broken up and fuzzy. "And don't you go making-or I'll-alright?" Oz cut out multiple times. But based off the three areas, I'm able to pinpoint where Oz is.
"The Skyline Club? Jesus. Didn't even wait for Falcone's body to get cold, did you Oz?" The city disappears as I start to walk away.
"Going to speak with him, Bruce?" Alfred asks. Bruce Wayne already tried talking with Cobblepot. It's time he met the Batman.
I land on the rooftop and peek through one of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching as Oz walks through followed by a few men and one of Falcone's guys. I activate magnified hearing and place to fingers to the window, listening to Oz.
"Come on, come on! I know there's gotta be more around here. The man probably had millions in his sock drawer alone."
"I-If Falcone found out I helped you, h-he-he'll kill me!" Obviously the man has not been informed of her current unemployment situation.
"Your old boss won't be doing much of anything." Oz suddenly shouts before calming. "Ever again." I'm discovering that Oz has a very short fuse but is able to quickly calm himself back down after blowing.
I notice Oz and his men start making their way for the stairs. I quickly jump down onto the balcony and silently dash through the doors, hearing the men going up the stairs. But then I notice one man standing alone, seeming to be on the lookout. I sneak behind a small ottoman.
I run towards him quietly and grab him, shoving my hand over his mouth and pushing him down behind the bar so Oz can't see us. I land a harsh blow to his face, knocking him out when Oz speaks up.
"You lot, come check out this office." The group begins to make its way to Falcone's office while I move along behind the bar. I notice the window's still missing and that I can use the hanging lights as a way of getting into the office.
"Where is it?" Oz demands as I start running towards the wall.
"I don't know!" the man begs. "Please, Mr. Cobblepot!"
"The name's Penguin," Oz corrects as I launch myself up, grabbing onto the lights and feeling them swing before quickly pushing off and landing right inside the window. "You can help me or you can join Falco-" Oz cuts off as his men pull their guns and a large man with blue skin and bulging red veins on his was arm turn towards me.
"Let him go," I growl, having already activated my voice modulator.
"Batman!" Oz greets cheerfully. "It's about time! You kill a crime boss; you'd expect a word of thanks from Gotham's number one vigilante!" One of Oz's men points his gun at Falcone's thug. "Don't worry-I'll pass your gratitude on to those who made it happen." The large blue man steps forward, ready to defend his boss should I try anything. "They'll be pleased to know you think so highly of their work."
"You used an innocent cop to do your dirty work. I know how you've been using the drugs you stole at the docks. Where are they?" I demand and Oz looks rather confused.
"Is this about Falcone?" Oz asks and I realize he was thinking he'd get to brag about his crime to me, like I'd approve. "We all saw how you felt about Falcone." Oz begins to walk towards the missing wall. "Pounded him into a pulp on live TV! If you were truly the defender of this city, you'd have finished the job yourself!" Oz yells. "Admit it, Falcone deserved to die. Vermin like Falcone-they deserve to be stomped out. Believe me, I know."
"You don't get to decide who lives and who dies. That's not justice."
"But it's bloody well satisfying, innit? As a show of good faith, I'm gonna let this one go." Oz gestures to the man holding the gun to the thug's head and he lowers his weapon. The moment he's able to, the thug makes a run for it and I'm surprised that Oz follows through with letting him go, at least in front of me. That's not to say he won't hunt him down later and kill him then. "How's about we talk this through? We helped you with Falcone. Now-if we could just cut out the rest of this lot, like Wayne and Hill-ordinary folks might be able to breathe." Oz hates me? Why does he want me dead? Or Hill? Does he know about Dad and the others?
I could tell him that he's the real rot in this town, that his "revolution" is doing nothing but angering people. Or I could tell him that I'm not involved or that I'll deal with Hill, but I can tell Oz is waiting for my answer so I don't give the satisfaction. I remain silent and glare, seeing the men behind him visibly shrink back.
"Your whole violent brooding thing must be exhausting." God, I never remember Oz being this talkative. "Here's the thing. I actually admire you, Batman. We both want the same kinds of things." I don't think so. Oz is obviously thirsty for power. I just want justice and safety for innocent families. "Me and my people-we've got big plans for Gotham." I see a man get off his phone and slide it in his pocket, nodding to the blue man.
"They found Catwoman," the man growls.
"What do you want with her?" I demand.
"We had a deal, she didn't make good on it. So sorry this didn't work out, mate," Oz starts to walk towards the door and I go to follow him when the blue man steps in my path, arms folded and a nasty smile on his face. "I'd stay to watch, but I still have a Catwoman problem to deal with. Or, what's her name again?"
"Selina," the man with the phone offers.
"Yes! A beautiful name." He does a two-finger salute before running out of the room, his men following. I try to run after him, but the blue man steps in my way again. I notice his legs are spread so I kick them further apart, then punch him solidly in the stomach which causes him to bend over slightly before delivering a punch to his face, but he's barely fazed as one punch from him sends me reeling back a few steps. I hear Oz laugh and look out the window to watch him run off. I look back to the blue man just in time to dodge a punch.
I continue dodging and then notice a knocked over stool beside me. I pick it up and swing it forcefully, but the stool breaking apart on impact didn't faze him at all either. "Gonna have to try harder than this." He taunts before landing a punch that sends me sailing out the window. I ignore the sharp pain in my jaw and reach for my grappling hook, firing it at the destroyed wall.
I land back in the office but see that no one's there. The blue man left the minute I was falling. After running out of the office and confirming the fact that no one's here anymore, I switch off the voice modulator.
"Alfred, track down Selina Kyle."
"I'll find her right away." He assures me.
A/N: Sorry this is sort of a short chapter but the next section is probably going to be longer and I don't want these chapters to be huge.
Thx!
AMM
