A/N: New chapter time. You get to find out who took Rosalie now. No John in this chapter again, but he may be in the next chapter. I'm not entirely sure yet. But if not in the next chapter, then for sure in the one after, and all the way until the end. A shorter chapter this time, but I hope you guys like it!
Like last chapter, I'll be using content from The Dark Knight Rises, so WARNING: SPOILER ALERT! If you haven't seen the movie and want to find out what happens yourself, reading my story wouldn't be advisable. But if you've seen it, or you just want to read and find out what happens, then by all means, read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, or any of its characters. They all belong to DC Comics and Christopher Nolan… Even though I'd really like to. If I did I would put much more John Blake in the movie. And my characters would most definitely be added.
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-IWRU-
Rosalie wakes up in the arms of a strange man, with a horrible headache, and her wrists tied together in front of her with a rope. She squints her eyes open and looks up to see the man who talked to her before she kneed him in the groin. The pounding in her head was awful, but bearable. She groans a bit, and begins to squirm in the man's grasp.
"She's not supposed to be awake," a man growls from behind them.
"We're almost to him. I don't think she'll be stupid enough to pull another stunt like she did earlier. Thomas must not have hit her hard enough," the man who carries her speaks up.
"Where the hell am I?" Rosalie groans, struggling more in the man's arms.
"Stop that. I'm not letting you walk. You'll only slow us down," the man says gruffly to her. Rosalie fully opens her eyes now and tries to take in her surroundings, but is unable to do so. It's far too dark where they are right now, and her eyes haven't had enough time to fully adjust, so she relies on her other senses. The smell is musty, and the air is stale. She can hear the faint sound of water dripping, and men talking in hushed voices all around her.
"Where are you taking me?" Rosalie manages to ask.
"You'll find out soon enough," the man says to her. Rosalie glares at him, and finally has enough of the cryptic answers. She's not going to wait around to find out where these shady men are taking her, so she laces her fingers together, and slams her joined hands into the man's nose. Rosalie, in an instant, is dropped onto her back, and she quickly rolls over, and pushes herself onto her feet. She shakily, but swiftly dodges the other man's grasps for her and darts down the way they came from. She reaches a place where she can either go right, or left, and she huffs in annoyance, and decides to go right. Unfortunately for Rosalie, she goes the wrong way and reaches a dead end.
Rosalie lets out a sharp cry of pain when her head is slammed against the concrete wall. The blow to her head isn't enough to render her unconscious, but it is enough to stun her for a few moments. This few moments though, is enough for the man standing over her. He effortlessly lifts the girl, tossing her over his shoulder. Rosalie wants to beg them to let her go, to plead for her life, she wants to cry out for her sister, for John, for anyone to save her, but she won't show weakness to these men. She refuses to let them see any sighs of feebleness from her.
After a long few minutes of walking, the man enters a dimly lit room. The man carelessly drops Rosalie from his shoulder, onto the floor. Rosalie groans softly, rolling onto her back and holding her ribs.
"Sir, the younger Kyle sister, as you asked," the man says, gesturing to the young woman on the ground. Rosalie keeps her eyes shut, as she hears the sound of loud footsteps on the grated floor. As the other man approaches, Rosalie can hear an unusual sound. It sort of sounds like, mechanical breathing. The footsteps fall to a stop right in front of her head. She feels the man's presence come closer to her and a hand gently moves her head to the side, and moves her hair. Large fingers touch the wound on her head, making her hiss in pain, and flinch away. Her eyes fly open, and kneeling over her is a man she never thought she would ever see in person.
A man she never wanted to meet face to face.
Upon seeing this man's face, all hopes of survival for Rosalie are immediately dashed from her heart, and from her mind.
Bane.
Bane stares down at the young woman, who stares up at him with poorly disguised fear stricken eyes. He slowly rises to his feet, and looks at the crimson blood that stains his fingertips. He looks at the man who brought her to him. His dark skin matches the color of his cold eyes as he looks at Bane. The fear in this man's eyes is very well hidden, able to remain undetected to the untrained eye through much practice, but Bane knows better. He knows that he's stricken fear into the hearts of the men that serve him, which is exactly what he wants. What he needs.
"She is bleeding," Bane's mechanical voice affirms, echoing off of the tunnel's walls. "How did she come to be in this state?"
"She attempted to escape. She wounded Barsad and Lex. Apparently she's a very skilled fighter," the man replies to Bane's question.
"A skill you've learned from your elder sister. Am I right, little one?" Bane asks Rosalie.
"Yes," Rosalie answers in a false level voice.
"Has the elder Kyle sister been given the message?" Bane asks, looking back at the other man.
"Yes, sir," the man answers. Rosalie struggles, but manages to sit up.
"Please. Don't hurt my sister. You can kill me, or do whatever you want with me, but just… don't hurt her," Rosalie pleads to the masked man.
"That is very noble of you. Very noble indeed. But I would gain nothing by killing either one of you," Bane says to her, looking down at her with his cold dark eyes.
"Gain? What could you possibly have to gain from us? We don't have anything," Rosalie says, confused as to why she is even in this predicament.
"You do not need to burden yourself with my affairs. You simply need to stay here, and hope that your sister delivers to me, what she needs to deliver to get you back. If she does, you are free to go. If she doesn't within the allotted time, then I will kill you," Bane says, and the way he so casually talks of killing Rosalie makes her insides freeze with fear and dread.
"So, if she brings you what you want, you'll just let us go?" Rosalie asks, skeptical of the man's intentions.
"Yes," Bane answers simply. Rosalie looks down at her tied hands that were resting in her lap. She had never been in a situation like this before. She'd always been able to fight her way out of situations that could lead to this, but Bane… she knows, without a doubt that she would stand no chance against this massive man.
"H-how long does she have?" Rosalie asks, looking up at the man.
"She has exactly one week," Bane answers. Rosalie looks over and sees two men enter the room they were in. She hides a smirk when she sees that it's the two men that she managed to hurt during all of this. There's dried blood running down one of the men's face, while the other has a swollen nose, and the beginnings of a black eye.
"Well, I see you did quite a number on them, little one," Bane says to Rosalie, looking at the wounded men. Rosalie is surprised to hear something akin to amusement in his mechanical voice. Rosalie sighs a bit and moves her hands a bit, wincing as the ropes cut into her already raw wrists.
"Can someone untie me? These are cutting into my wrists," Rosalie asks, and Bane eyes her wrists for a bit, and then looks at her face for a few moments.
"I don't see the harm in that. But I must warn you, if you dare try to escape, the next person to die in this city will be that police officer you're so fond of," Bane warns, and Rosalie looks at him sharply, her eyes suddenly growing cold and hard. She keeps her mouth clamped shut, not wanting to anger the large man who could literally break her neck with one hand if he should choose to do so. Instead of saying anything, she merely nods. Bane waves over the man who carried her to him, and the man lifts her up by one of her arms.
"Search her before you untie her. I don't want any unexpected surprises," Bane commands, and the man with the bloody face steps forward. He pats her jean pockets, and pulls out Rosalie's cell phone, and the large wad of money that she earned in tips that day. He hands both things over to Bane, and the man pats her jacket pockets. Rosalie glares harshly at the man when he touches a little too close to her breasts.
"Watch where those hands are touching. Try to cop a feel, and I'll break your fingers, buddy," Rosalie threatens lowly.
"The name is Barsad," Barsad says, glaring back at the girl.
"I don't care," Rosalie scoffs to the man, as he pulls out her keys from her jacket pocket, handing them to Bane as well. Bane takes them, looking Rosalie, amusement in his eyes. He's definitely amused by the young woman's spirit. Threatening Bane's men in front of him isn't something just anyone would do, in fear that Bane would kill them on the spot. But not this girl. This girl was different, and he saw it first hand.
-IWRU-
Two days.
That's how long Selina had been holed up in her apartment without her sister. Selina had been isolating herself, thinking of multiple plans to get her little sister back. When the man had shown up at her apartment door two days ago, informing her on her sister's kidnapping, and what Selina must do to get her back, sent Selina into a form of shock. When Selina grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the wall, demanding who had her baby sister, she was even more shocked, and fear flooded through her system at the man's answer.
Bane has her sister.
Bane has Rosalie.
Selina sits forward on the couch, fisting her hands in her hair.
Five days left.
Selina has five days to deliver the Batman to Bane, or he kills Rosalie. Deliver Batman to Bane, and Rosalie lives. Simple enough. But there's one major problem with that plan. Selina has absolutely no idea where the Batman is, or how to find him. Selina doesn't cry for her sister. She refuses to break down. Not until her time is up.
"No," Selina says, out loud to herself. 'I'll find a way to find the Batman. I won't give up on Rosalie,' Selina thinks, pacing the length of the main room of the apartment. Selina abruptly stops pacing when an idea springs to mind. She suddenly remembers that Bruce Wayne is 'special friends' with the Batman. Selina can concoct an abbreviated version of the true story to Wayne, and ask for help from his 'friend'. Selina quickly walks into her room, pulling out her suitcase, and hastily packs her clothes, and other personal belongings into it. After Selina gets Rosalie back, she's getting the both of them the hell out of this God forsaken city.
She walks back out into the main room of the apartment, pulling out Rosalie's suitcase, and opens it. Selina furrows her eyebrows at the articles of clothing that have remained in this suitcase, untouched for the last couple of years. She shakes her head, and begins to pack Rosalie's belongings into her suitcase, all the while thinking of how terrified Rosalie must be, and praying to God that she's okay.
-IWRU-
Two days.
That's how long Rosalie had been with Bane and his men. Most would be absolutely terrified to be in the position that Rosalie is in, and to an extent, she is. But after all of the initial fear had dimmed a bit, Rosalie's fear is masked by complete boredom. The only interesting thing that Rosalie had had encountered in the couple days of being there, is catching snippets of some of Bane's men's conversations. She hadn't heard enough to catch on to Bane's full plan, but she'd heard enough to make a few assumptions.
Rosalie had thought that staying in the same proximity as Bane would be more nerve wracking, but in all honesty, Rosalie had barely seen Bane since that first night. The reasonable fear is still there, of course, but it's definitely not as bad as it would be if Bane was around all the time. His men were always there of course, and that is what keeps Rosalie constantly on edge. She doesn't allow herself anymore than a few hours of sleep per night, and she refuses to take any food that they give her. The most she takes from his men is water, to prevent dehydration. Sure, Bane had said that he would gain nothing by killing her, but why should she trust him? Trust doesn't come easily for Rosalie. The only person in Rosalie's life that she trusts fully and completely is Selina. She doesn't trust people until they give her a reason to trust them.
Selina had five days to deliver whatever it is Bane wants to him. Rosalie isn't too worried about it though. She knows that her sister would do anything to get her back. She won't give up faith that her sister will show up with whatever Bane wants. Rosalie glances up from where she looks at the floor to the door to the room she was brought to on that first night. The door swings open and in walks one of Bane's main men, Barsad. He was carrying a bag of food and tosses it to her feet.
"You going to eat yet?" he asks, and she just stares at him blankly, through cold eyes. She kicks the bag back to him.
"No thanks, Barry," she says, and he narrows his eyes at her.
"Barsad," he says, and she rolls her eyes, leaning her head back against the cold wall.
"Whatever," she says, and he growls, turns around and slams the door.
Rosalie clutches her stomach when it cramps painfully from hunger, but she ignores it the best she can. She grabs one of the old pillows that was left in the room for her, and lies down, shutting her eyes. Her eyes snap open when she hears voices a few feet down from her room. She scoots herself over by the door and presses her ear against the damp wood. She can't make out what the men are saying so well, but she catches a few words. 'Police', 'explosives', 'trapped underground', 'Bane', and 'Gotham's reckoning'. Then she caught a name.
"Jim Gordon. In Gotham General. We're to go there after the bombs go off, and kill him," she hears and her eyebrows furrow. She huffs and shakes her head. Rosalie moves back over to where she was sitting against the wall before, and lies back down. She yawns widely, and shuts her eyes, allowing herself a few hours of rest.
-IWRU-
A/N: And that's it for this chapter. Not very exciting, but I didn't want to include the Bane/Batman fight scene in this chapter because that would make it far too long. The next chapter will be out soon, because I can't wait to write it!
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