Rebel Justice
The Watchtower
Six days.
It had been six days since the youngest, the last protégé had dropped off the map. Batman was in a frenzy; he had to find his little bird. The other members of the Lords didn't know what to do. They had spent months searching after each of their sidekicks disappeared, but Batman and Robin, the Dynamic Duo, they were invincible. They couldn't be separated. They were meant to be.
The world turned below them. They sat in their watchtower, so high above the people, like gods. All feared them, revered them, bowed to them.
They had everything. Power, respect, worldly goods. But something was missing in their lives, something that had been missing since Flash died. No one knew what it was, and no one talked about it. Some of them missed the old days, but they all knew it could never be that way again.
And they searched. They searched for their protégés; they searched for their Robin. They searched for something they didn't even know was missing.
Soon, they would have to stop searching. There were villains to vanquish. Governments to rebuild. A world that needed saving. But maybe, not by them.
There was something rising up. Something big. The streets buzzed with the rumors, but no solid evidence could be found. With the Lords as weakened as they were now, any threat to their regime could be fatal.
And they turned a blind eye to the hope now rising up in the world's citizens. They ignored the disappearances. What they disregarded would soon be their downfall.
It's short, I know. But the end draws nigh, and I want to focus on it. Sorry any of you that read Batingency Plans, I probably won't update 'till next week. I spent this week babysitting Breeze and our brother, who will now go by Camouflage. Hopefully next week will be better and I can write more. This AN is getting a bit long, see you next time.
Have a tremendous day,
Shadow