"In that case, your funeral. Because you my friend have a play date with, my family! As for the others kill them in the most creative and painful way possible." Byron yelled gleefully. He had a victim it seemed. "We got anyone left?"
The others carted off Gordon's men and Alain was went to stand by Bane, unable to stomach the thought of killing him as he'd only seen Oncle Henri in him, Simon understood and Jun was given the phone to record them with. "Let's give your mom a show."
Byron grinned and nodded. "Can we do it here? To set an example? "The nine year old asked his father.
Simon smiled, placing a restraining hand on Gordon's shoulder. "It's the perfect stage." He agreed.
Byron grinned as he made chains and restraints out of energy and bound them around Gordon. He anchored the chains into the floor and made a mouth wrench out of energy to keep Gordon's mouth open. "You had a quick tongue my friend. Let's see how you date without it." Byron said smirking as he made a knife and stepped closer.
Gordon resisted because his mind said he should, Simon forced him to hold still. Jun shook his head. "Screw Seed of Chucky, it's Seed of Simon people should be wary of." The Korean muttered.
"Your nephew. He is a brilliant torturer and he hasn't even started." Bane mused. "If that's an insinuation that he takes after me, that's false." Alain grinned.
Byron slowly, tortuously cut out the mans tongue, grinning when he saw blood. He dangled the tongue in front of the man. "Now I think I should make you eat this. But let's get the crowds opinion shall we?" Byron turned to the crowd. "What do you say, should he eat it?!" He yelled.
The crowd was loud, their raised voices like hyenas. "Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!" Gordon's eyes still showed no fear. Fearless men were hard to break.
Byron grinned and shoved the tongue back into his throat, no doubt choking the man.
Byron walked up to his father and whispered into his ear. "This guys being boring, how can we break him?"
Gordon choked and gagged, furiously trying to spit the appendage out. Simon rifled through his clothes until he came up with a wallet of his family. "You hit him where it out hurts the most." Tapping his finger to his forehead, and actived his mutation, watching his eyes cloud over and dampen then he began to scream.
Byron laughed and clapped, amused at the mans screams. He jumped briefly when an arrow embedded itself in the stage inches from him. Once he recognized the feathers on the arrow he turned around grinning. In the middle of the audience stood his mother, looking rather proud at her boys.
Simon grinned as he saw his Goddess, his lover, his Adeline. "Here to join the party?" The question is so blasé that Alain can't help laughing.
"I can't believe you started without me. I see your using your illusions on the man, so what's he seeing?" Adeline asked casually as she came up behind him and wrapped an arm around him. She ruffled Byron's hair and smiled down at him.
"You having fun are you?" She asked her boy. Byron nodded grinning. "You bet I am! Dads making him scream, it's like listening to Beethoven."
Simon smiled with a half shrug. "What better torture is to know that regardless of how you struggle, you fail? His wife, his son, all dead. He has the detonator and has pressed the button. Such a lovely blaze..."
"And that's why I married you, you are a brilliant man with a knack for torturing people." Adeline replied with a chuckle.
She smiled at Byron who looked anxious to get on with his torturing of the man. "Go on, show me what you can do." She encouraged him.
Byron grinned and started making cuts in the mans face, simulating cuts that would have been made by bomb fragments. When this guy came out of that illusion, he'd really look like he'd been there.
Adeline watched her boys with pride etched on her face. She gave a nod to Alain, Bane and Jun and continued watching her boys.
Simon cut open his back and ran his fire from his lighter over the flesh revealed before lighting up a cigarette, content to watch Byron watch. "That's a family that enjoys what they do." Bane commented lightly. Alain nodded, agreeing wordlessly. Jun is captivated by the morbid family picture.
Byron watched the man's pained expressions with an amused look to him. He'd been shown these torturings since he was five years old. At first he was scared and to afraid to participate. But before long the assassin's blood in him had awoken and he helped his parents torture others. At age 7 he'd killed his first victim and now at age 9 he even assasind others for money, supervised by one of his parents, of course. But he realized he was different from others his age.
He took sophomore classes at high school level, he very smart for his age. And as he looked at the man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel better then this low life. He was a mutant, he was stronger, better and deserved to live. Unlike this guy.
Byron looked to his father and smiled. "Just give me the sign." He simply said.
Simon exhaled cigarette smoke and smiled. "Kill him." He said simply.
Byron grinned and grabbed his knife he plunged it into the mans chest cut open his torso and cut out his heart. He laughed when the man fell dead at his feet. He held up the heart for the crowd to see. The child was covered in blood but didn't seem to mind at all. Byron grinned at scarecrow and waved at him showing off his newly acquired human heart. That was one for his collection.
Scarecrow looked ready to be ill and the crowd was hushed. Except for someone clapping. Bane.
Byron grinned and waved at Alain. Not understanding why everyone, Aside from Bane and his parents went really quite. What was wrong with them? He walked over to his parents. His mother took the heart from him and put it into a plastic bag she's been carrying with her.
Byron pulled his fathers sleeve. "Why did everyone go quite? Didn't they like the show?"
Simon ruffled his hair affectionately. "They don't appreciate talent." Alain waved back at the boy enthusiastically and Jun joined Bane in his clapping. The crowd was murmuring and edging away.
"Don't pay attention to them By, you were great." Adeline encouraged her son and it work for Byron smiled and hugged his parents. "But you are going to have to take a bath, soon." She said rather amused.
Byron nodded and sighed. "Okay, btw mom Can I have a sister?"
Adeline let out a little laugh at that. "We'll see." She simply said smiling as she ushered her boys to Alain, Bane and Jun.
"Sorry to come to town and steal your thunder." Simon said sheepishly. Alain snorted. "No one says that anymore. We're old, no need to broadcast it." Jun stifled a snort. Bane shook his head. "It's of no consequence. Would your son mind joining the League of Shadows?" Such talent shouldn't waste.
"What's the league of shadows?" Byron asked confused. If he was going to join something he wanted to know what it was.
Adeline just raised an eyebrow and looked at Simon. She wanted to know his opinion on this.
"A league of assassins that cleans up the filth of society, like Gotham." Bane said plainly. "Uhh, we're more freelance, big guy. When By's a bit older and independent, let's talk again, okay?" Simon wasn't sold on the "league's" ideology. Bane merely nodded again.
Adeline nodded happy with the decision, she wasn't really keen on the league either. "Well then gentlemen, I believe everything here is done." She half stated half asked. Her face and voice both had a 'you don't dare to mess with me' tone to it.
Byron nodded at the adults. He wasn't sure about that league, he liked freelancing. "Perhaps some other time. I have a lot to improve on first." He simply answered.
Alain nodded seriously. "Yeah, you guys should get outta here. If we have our way, Gotham goes up in ashes pretty damn soon. We're hopping the pond for a new town to terrorize."
"Be seeing ya, kid." Jun waved. Bane nodded curtly. "Until next time."
Byron waved as his mother started leading him away. "Bye! See ya oncle Alain!"
"Simon are you coming?" Adeline asked her husband as she waited for him briefly.
Simon hesitated. "I wish..." Only now, he realized the beginnings of wrinkles on Alain's face, the wisdom in his laugh lined eyes. Alain smiled, shaking his head. "I've got nothing but time big brother. I choose if I live or die." And it was true, some mutations he'd used so often, they were permanent, specifically a certain feral's, Jun had superhuman longevity as his main mutation. "See ya 'round." Simon waved.
Adeline smiled and waited for Simon to catch up. "He'll be alright, love." She said softly as she guided Byron out the door.
Simon nodded, choking on relief, sadness, happiness, guilt. "Yeah, I know. If I didn't say I love you, I'm saying it now." Many things were still broken but they had nothing but time.
Adeline smiled at her husband and child. For once things seemed to be going right for them. She watched Byron run off in front of her, for now really being a nine year old again. The boy was laughing and running as he splashed into puddles of water.
She sighed happily and kissed Simon's cheek. "I love you to" She said softly as the family walked off into the sunset. Many things were still broken indeed. But they had nothing but time.