Gotham Academy chapter 11.

I really need a new title for this story because, well, it's not really about Gotham Academy anymore. Anyway. I got way more reviews and honestly, I'm surprised you reviewed because in my opinion that last chapter was rubbish. Anyway-let's continue. PS I will refer to the characters as their proper names and their undercover ones. M'gann=Megan Moss, Artemis=Emily Davis, Conner=Conner Nelson, Kaldur=Kal Currie, Wally= West Jones, and Robin = Daniel Silva. The character of Silva is actually based on an OC of mine.

I just need to stress that this is all in my imagination and that I have no idea what the process on getting into the centre would be, as well as getting arrested. I am not a law expert, nor a police officer, so if you see anything wrong with the process then just make up what's missing. By the way – they've already been sentenced so the police van is just dropping them off.

The ride in the bioship was mostly uneventful. Robin – Silva had briefed them all on what their crimes were again. Megan had minor theft charges including shoplifting, Emily (Artemis) had one account of violent assault (lol-what type of assault isn't violent?), Kal had trespass, vandalism and minor assault- specifically trespassing at a shipyard and vandalising boats, before punching someone to make a getaway; Conner had charges of antisocial behaviour; West joyriding, vehicle theft and mugging, and Silva armed robbery, armed assault, illegal possession of weaponry and manslaughter. The way Robin acted made everyone edgy; he was acting like he was actually this Silva person, and the snarling and constant frown/sneer was a huge contrast to his usual ever-present smirk and grin. Also, Silva was carrying a knife. Actually, he had no fewer than twelve different weapons stationed about his person, as well as the 20'' long blade that was just for show.

Wally and Kal dyed their hair – the dye was a special bat-recipe that would seep into even the roots and stay until the remover was applied. It only needed touching up after three weeks – something both boys were glad for.

Megan parked the bioship, camouflaging it against the warehouse it was in. And from there, it was but a five minute walk to find the several police cars waiting. Robin had told them on the way that a select few of trusted police officers were aware that they weren't who they said they were – but they thought the team was a federal security operation instead. They'd been told (by Commissioner Gordon, no less,) that they were to treat these people exactly the same as who they said they were. So, as soon as the police saw them, they ran over to the teens and not-too-gently shoved them onto the ground. Megan was pushed down and subdued easily without an ounce of resistance; Emily (Artemis) flailed around a bit; Kal just glared at the police very well, (Robin made a mental note to comment on that later); Conner punched the officer half-heartedly but must've been facing a pretty strong guy, for the tell-tale thump of him hitting the ground was heard a moment later. And West kicked out but missed. Silva, however, was a different story. He scratched the police officer's face with his short nails, and struck out with some impressive-looking but probably quite basic martial arts moves. He took the first two officers down, scraped the next one's arm with his knife, leaving a shallow but bad-looking cut, and it took three more to force him onto the ground and put cuffs on his wrists.

"It's gotta look real," He hissed at a confused team, as he kicked out with his feet and knocked someone over. They were all aware that they could get out of this situation easily, and West knew that Silva could put up a pretty impressive fight even with his hands bound - he'd seen him do so in many missions. "But not too real – we do want to get caught, after all." And with that, he sprung to his feet and launched an explosive roundhouse kick to the nearest police officer's head. The man went down instantly, and sure enough another two officers cuffed his ankles together, allowing only enough room for him to walk.

They were all bundled none-too-gently into the back of a police van. Silva had his face pressed into the hard metal wall of the vehicle, with West's shoes digging into his back and he was pretty sure the girls and Kal didn't have it much better.

"What the hell was that?" Emily spat out to Silva. "You could've seriously hurt that guy!"

The said teen quickly checked the van for bugs; there were none; before sneering back at her.

"I did." A collective intake of breath went up throughout the van.

"We don't hurt civilians, Ro-Silva," Kal pointed out, sounding angry. Wally looked at him like 'did you honestly just say that?' before turning back to his best pal.

"Look – it needed to be believable. Yes, some of those guys were aware that we were fakes – but we can't have them treating us differently. I needed to go with my story – Megan did that perfectly, as did Conner and West. I'm charged with armed assault and manslaughter, for god's sake. How believable would that be if I just let myself be captured? Nobody expects a thief," He nodded to Megan, "to fight back, and Conner fought back with just the amount necessary to pass for his antisocial behaviour charges. West kicked out but missed – obviously a joyrider wouldn't be used to actually fighting. But Emily – you had charges of assault yet the resistance you put up was more like someone who'd never even fought before."

The team was shocked. They'd never heard their youngest member being so harsh on them, and they didn't like it one bit. Emily was about to protest when West raised a hand and spoke.

"Guys, I know this isn't what we usually do, or even let others do. But Gotham's Rob- Silva's territory. And he knows how it works. Methods we use elsewhere… won't work here. Gotham has a different breed of criminals here – and Rob's used to doing whatever," Said teen shot him a glare, "whatever within reason to stop them. So, if a few police officers get a bit knocked around and that saves people from being recruited by supervillains then… I guess it works. And those police officers knew they were in for something unpleasant when they volunteered to do this." Nobody expected West to say that much, and he clearly felt a bit self-conscious because he blushed and looked down.

"And I'm sorry for snapping at you guys." Silva said, "But where we're going… you need to put out the right kind of impression – you need to make people scared of you. It's like a 'kill or be killed' except slightly less dramatic. Either you make people scared of you or you cower in fear in the corner. It's not a good experience either way." Both Emily and Conner heard the meaning in that last statement, and they were about to ask how he knew about it, when the van they were in jolted to a halt. The doors were opened, and everyone except Silva shut their eyes to stop the light from hurting them. The latter had sunglasses, so it didn't really affect him. They were hauled out of the van, although Silva snarled when the police officer tried to grab his shoulder and he climbed out under his own steam. However, the cuffs on his ankles limited his movement, so as he tried to jump out of the van he tripped. Grabbing the nearest thing, which happened to be another officer's arm, he pulled himself to his feet, swearing and spitting. The officer he grabbed noted his cuffed hands and feet before calling into his radio. The others knew he could've made the landing, and were impressed when they realised that he fell and grabbed an officer to put on a bit of a show, to give them a taster of his attitude. Two officers turned up and grabbed one of his shoulders each. The rest of the team decided to piss off their officers. Megan telekinetically lifted the radio from her officer's belt when his back was turned, and started hitting random buttons. When she called "Prepare the donuts" into it, the officer turned and was shocked to see his charge giggling into the radio. A crackly, static reply came back- "Do not comprehend, over," and the girl laughed even more. Artemis was pummelling against the body armour of the policeman holding her shoulder. Conner was attempting to spit on the shoes of the guy who held his cuffed hands, and Kal was trying to run off unsuccessfully.

They were frogmarched about 800 metres down the road, where they stopped outside a set of wrought iron gates. Immediately, the memories came rushing back to Silva and he flinched. The officers holding his shoulders didn't notice, (how come he got two officers, and he's only thirteen-almost-fourteen? Wally thought jealously,) but both West and Emily did. Emily looked over at him questioningly – this definitely wasn't part of the 'I'm-Silva-and-I'm-so-tough-and-badass' charade. He shook his head and tried to pull himself together. As the officers tugged on his shoulders, trying to get him to speed up, he snarled at them. West shot him an understanding look, before the officer on the left of Silva entered a code into the keypad and the huge gates opened.

They were in.

Woah! I wrote that chapter at literally Flashspeed! I hope you like it, and realise that loads of chapters in one go means not many others for a while! 1439 words excluding ANs at beginning and end, written in approximately *looks at watch* almost an hour.

-Review please, I want to know what I did right and what I can improve on, but flames will be reflected!

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