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Chapter Twenty Four: Rescue (Again)
"Take him to the holding cells," Cheshire instructed the two guards behind her. She stepped over Red Arrow's unconscious body, a smirk playing on her lips. "Thanks for taking care of that. Saved me loads of trouble.
"My pleasure."
"And him," Cheshire added to the guards, pointing to the cowering Ferdinand. The second guard obliged and yanked the Prince to his feet.
Remy raised an eyebrow. "Why exactly did you need him?"
"Ra's al Ghul wanted the opportunity to deal with Red Arrow personally after the Rhulesia incident," Cheshire grinned.
"What on earth could he want with a solo vigilante?" Remy scoffed, watching as Cheshire's guards secured Red Arrow's wrists and feet. "He's obviously not too bright."
Cheshire laughed, beckoning for Remy to follow her out of the storage room. "Honestly? His achievements since refusing to join the Junior Justice League are few but impressive. He is impressive and I'm not just talking about his physical assets."
Remy's face heated up as Cheshire's voice took on a sultry tone. Red Arrow and Cheshire? Remy almost gagged. That'll happen when a monkey flies out of my ass.
The cool night air greeted the pair as they exited the building. Allowing the guards bearing Red Arrow's body to go first, Cheshire and Remy passed by the dead body of Remy's earlier attacker.
"I see you had some fun on your way here," Cheshire snorted.
"He was in my way," Remy waved her off, completely avoiding looking at the dead body. "Now you were saying…"
"Oh right. Red Arrow managed to stop one of my assassinations—granted Luthor was in on it—and he tracked me to a Shadows hideout in New York. He put up a pretty good fight before retreating."
Remy snorted, floored at something she said. "Wait, you actually expect me to believe that Lex Luthor is a member of the League of Shadows?"
"Not exactly," Cheshire said coyly.
Remy stared at the Asian woman sardonically. "Feel free to elaborate."
"In due time, Remy," Cheshire assured her with a chuckle. "For now, we've finally got a prisoner in these holding cells worth interrogating."
Remy stared through the one way window, amused and slightly disgusted as Cheshire flirted with Red Arrow.
"Haven't you heard the saying that you should never mix business with pleasure?" Remy had asked condescendingly before Cheshire had entered the interrogation room.
Cheshire hadn't responded.
Currently, she sat across from the now conscious Red Arrow, smirking seductively and waggling her eyebrows as she asked him pointless questions about League secrets.
Remy sighed as Red Arrow let out another angry retort of, "I'm not telling you anything!"
She glanced up at the clock on the wall and visibly relaxed. Just five more minutes and she could be gone from this god awful place. Remy couldn't even fathom why the Shadows would have a base in Hungary anyways. This village was literally in the middle of nowhere.
Remy pressed down on the microphone button and spoke. "Cheshire, I'm going to have a little chat with our resident Prince."
Cheshire didn't turn away from the scowling red head in front of her. "I'll be here."
Remy shook her head, releasing the microphone button. Discreetly, she grabbed Red Arrow's quiver, hanging off a hook on the wall. Making sure she wasn't seen, Remy found the small black box taped to the inside. Shouldering the quiver, she clicked the switch on the black box and slid it underneath the table, watching as the red numbers on the timer lit up.
Five minutes to spare.
The standard holding cells were located just above the interrogation rooms in the same building. As Remy made her way up the stairs she had an inkling of that feeling you get when you know someone is watching you.
Turning her head to check, she reaffirmed her belief that no one was there and entered onto the second floor. It was noticeably clear of any guards—strange considering that Prince Ferdinand was being held there.
She glanced in the first few holding cells to find them empty and was about to peak through one with a slightly more tinted window when she noticed a small sliver of movement behind her.
She whirled around just in time to block a fist to her head.
"Shit," Remy snarled, releasing the black leather clad fist from her grip.
Batman.
"You seem to have a problem with following orders, Roulette," he said by way of greeting.
Remy sighed, looking away. "I was trying to prove a point."
"All that you proved to me is that you're arrogant and disobedient, not to mention incompetent," Batman told her. "Now I've got to get Red Arrow out of this mess."
"It's part of the plan!" Remy snapped. "Red Arrow and I both agreed on trading him for the Prince."
"Then where is the Prince?" Batman snapped.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Remy asked.
Batman glared at her. "You get the Prince. I'll get Red Arrow. We can talk about the fact that you disobeyed a direct order once we're clear of this location."
Remy clenched a fist. "I've armed a small explosive device to go off in about two minutes. Cheshire will be momentarily distracted and Red Arrow can escape. She took off his handcuffs about thirty seconds into their flirti—interrogation session."
Batman raised an eyebrow. "And how were you planning on escaping the complex once the guards are on high alert?"
"We've got a car about three clicks out," Remy shrugged. "We're running. Now come on, we need to find Ferdinand."
"Cell block 21. I'll meet you at your vehicle," Batman said before disappearing into the shadows.
"How do you know that?" she demanded in exasperation.
Remy scowled as, predictably, he didn't answer. She jogged down the hallway towards Ferdinand's cell instead.
Who the hell does he think he is? He had the nerve to call her arrogant, when he was the one barging in on her rescue operation. It was a sound enough plan. And it was going to work. Remy's plans always worked out. For god's sake she planned it.
Okay.
That was a bit egotistical, she allowed, and he is my superior.
As she reached cell block 21, she told herself to be a little more lenient as far as Batman was concerned. He was trying to help her after all.
Swearing under her breath at the lack of a key in the vicinity, Remy pulled out her staff and extended the sharp point, jamming it into the lock. She had to jiggle it a bit, but the door soon swung open, revealing Ferdinand.
He stared up at Remy in shock. "What are you doing?"
"Getting you out," Remy told him, nodding for him to get up. "For real this time."
"I thought you were one of the good guys!" Ferdinand snapped. "I'm not going anywhere with you."
"I am a good guy," Remy said, exasperated. "But I've got explosives rigged to blow any second, so you'll forgive me if I don't feel like explaining the whole story. We've got to go now."
Ferdinand looked hesitant.
"Unless you'd rather I leave you here," Remy shrugged. "With Cheshire and the Shadows."
"No!" Ferdinand said, swallowing. "I—I'll go. If you—"
Ferdinand was cut off as the floor shook beneath them, accompanied by the rumbling of an explosion.
Remy grinned, grabbing Ferdinand's upper arm. "That's our cue."
"Here!" Remy shouted, tossing Red Arrow's quiver and bow to him. "We've got to hit it. Like now."
As if on cue, loud sirens began broadcasting that there was an intruder began ringing. Remy didn't' even glance back at Cheshire's unconscious form as they hurried out of the building. Already, several guards were converging upon their location.
Red Arrow quickly shouldered his pack and fired stunning arrows at the guards heading their way. Remy lunged towards the remaining guard and knocked him out with a quick blow to the head.
"I'll go on ahead and clear as many guards as I can," Remy told Red Arrow. "Watch the Prince."
Red Arrow nodded, notching another arrow in his bow. "Stick with me."
"See you on the far side," Remy said over her shoulder as she ran towards the main gate of the complex.
Not twenty feet from where she had started running, three more guards were heading directly for her and several more were not far behind.
Remy exhaled slowly, pressing her legs to run faster as she dropped to the ground, slide-tackling the first guard who in turn knocked the other on his ass. She quickly knocked both of them on the back of the head before hopping up to hit the third one right where it counts before sweeping his legs out from underneath him.
She delivered the knockout blow and kept running, briefly checking that Red Arrow and the Prince were following. She watched as he fired a few arrows at two guards encroaching upon them from the side before continuing her forward sprint to the gate.
Gunshots were fired in her direction as several more guards with guns got in a bit closer to her. She zigzagged to avoid the bullets and dropped into a roll, only coming up once she had made contact with the first assailant.
He promptly dropped his gun and proceeded to knock the staff out of Remy's hands. Remy grabbed his fist mid punch and twisted his arm around so that his back was against her chest. She forced him forward in front of her, allowing his body to take the bullets being fired at her.
As a second and third attacker charged at Remy, guns blazing, she noticed the two behind them were promptly incapacitated by arrows. She dropped the dead body of the first guard and kicked the gun out of one of the attacker's hands and delivered a spin kick to his chin. Turning her attention to the other attacker, she struck at his clavicle with a quick snap of her hand and wrist.
The man audibly cried out and Remy knew that she had at least fractured the bone. She forced her palm to his nose and shoved it upward, breaking it. In her peripheral vision, she could see the first attacker slowly rising from the ground, holding his head. Remy grasped the broken nosed man by the collar and practically threw him at the rising attacker.
Both of them fell to the ground with an audible thud.
Neither of them tried to get up.
Quickly scanning the area for any more guards, Remy decided it was mostly safe.
"We're clear," Remy shouted back to Red Arrow, picking her staff up from the ground.
Red Arrow practically flung Ferdinand into the back seat of their jeep before taking the wheel. Remy slid into the passenger seat, scanning the surrounding area for Batman. She had pretty much accepted the fact that she was going to be in deep shit when he spoke with her.
"You in some kind of hurry, Red?" Remy raised an eyebrow as he stepped on the gas.
"Who knows how long Cheshire will stay knocked out for." Red Arrow told her.
"Did you get whatever it is that you wanted from her?"
"No." He gripped the steering wheel tighter, making a sharp left into the forest. "Getting the Prince was more important."
"The airport is actually that way," Remy said, pointing in a westerly direction.
He glanced up in his rear view mirror. "We're being followed."
Remy glanced in the mirror on her side and confirmed this. The black sedan's windows were tinted so much Remy could barely make out the shape of the driver's cowl, but it was definitely the Dark Knight. "Yeah. By Batman. Pull over."
The black sedan's windows were tinted so much Remy could barely make out the shape of his cowl, but it was definitely him.
Red Arrow turned his head to look at her. "What? Are you crazy? I'm not stopping until we're at the airport and he—" he jerked a thumb in Ferdinand's direction "—is on his way to the Alps."
Remy held her hands up. "Fine. But now you don't have to go through the forest. It's just Batman."
Red Arrow snorted. "He's going to kill you when we get back."
"Don't remind me."
"I mean you are probably in a shitload of trouble."
"Thanks. I got it."
"He'll probably try to beat you up?"
Remy scowled. "Is this your attempt at humor, Red? Let me tell you. Not funny."
He laughed lightly, glancing over at her. "I'll make sure they play something nice at your funeral."
"Oh fuck you."