A sharp pain like a rolling wave hit Will across his face. He tried to say something but his mouth had decided against it. He squinted his eyes open and saw red and blue lights flashing towards him. The only thing Will could remember was what looked like a disfigured clown walking off with his friend. He sighed, frustration and anger closing in on his thought. The doors flew open, searchlights flooded the empty building.
"This is the GCP come out with your hands up!" yelled a voice. Will tried to sit up but the pain hit him harder than ever, his breathing ragged and strained. What did they mean GCP? This was Georgia not GCP.
"Lieutenant there's a kid in here." another voice said closing in. Will opened his eyes to see four officers peering over him.
"Oh good. This one's alive." a man in a long jacket said. Will wondered who else could have died, pushing away the idea that it might have been Jessi.
"You okay son?" the man asked.
"I..I'm not sure."Will replied,the pain increasing.
"Can you describe the man that attacked you?" another officer asked. Will looked up at the officers, the anxiousness evident on they're faces. He racked his brain to try and remember anything from the previous incident. Suddenly a man dressed in a long cape with a peculiar shaped mask appeared.
"Him again?" he asked in a deep unrecognizable voice. All of the officers tensed up at the sight of the newcomer, everyone except the Lieutenant.
"Yes, and this kid is the only one alive." he said with a said sigh.
"There must be something he's after."the strangle cloaked man said thinking hard.
"Well..I think-"Will paused,"I think he took my friend. The one who was working here when I came in." he finished. The Lieutenant pucked up the the card off of Will and examined it carefully.
"Well I think it's safe to say this is no ordinary criminal."he said placing the card in a plastic bag. Cautiously the police helped Will to his feet helping him lean against the wall.
"Looks like he might have busted up your cheekbone."said a medic after looking over his face.
"Great. Just great."Will said the sarcasticness not hidden.
"You can blame the Joker for that,"the medic continued,"it will be a week before the bruising really goes down."said the medic walking away. Lieutenant Gordon, as he was called, walked over to where Will was standing.
"Where in Gotham do your parents live?"he asked hesitantly.
"Uh my parents live in North Georgia."Well replied suspiciously.
"Good because we need to keep you away from relatives until this clown in locked up."he said leading Will to a police truck sitting near the sidewalk. He clambered into the car which was filled with what looked like S.W.A.T members each carrying a giant gun.
"Where is Gotham?"Will asked the Lieutenant
"Oh you'll see." he said starting the ignition.