Bree walked through the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Gotham. They had talked about the plan almost 3 hours ago, but they had to act now. They decided to let Bree in first, since she was their best bet. She was hooked up with a Bluetooth connected with Gordon and the Batman. She was still in gear, and had her mask on, too.
She heard voices and turned, jumping onto the wall and hanging from the ceiling using grips on her gloves and her heels dug between the iron ceilings. Two guards walked under her and she dropped, landing on both of their shoulders, sending them down.
"Remember, try not to kill anyone." She heard the Batman's voice say in the ear piece.
"No promises." She says and continues walking. She saw one guy walk through a hallway to her left and he started running and shouting. She rolls her eyes and dodged a bullet then kicked the gun out of his hands and kicked it away, grabbing his wrist and turning it around in a sick grip. She heard him scream in agony as his wrist broke in two. She kicked him against the wall and he hit his head, passing out.
"That good enough?" she says and kept on walking.
"It'll do." He replies.
She knew he was outside, trying to figure out what was on the inside. Gordon and his men were waiting outside for the all-clear to storm in, guns a-blazin.
She heard more voices, this time a lot, and walks out to the main part of the warehouse. She walks onto the balcony and sees rows and rows of men with guns and in full gear. It looked like some sort of army.
Then she saw Crane.
He looked like he did at the asylum. Except for the fact he didn't have any cuffs. He had on a ripped up suit of sorts. It was faded, ripped, and frayed at the edges. He still had that wild look in his eyes. He was defiantly no longer the man she knew. And she had to face it.
"What do you see?" Gordon questions in a crackly voice of static.
"An… an army of some sorts." She whispers and walks closer, gripping the railing.
"That's why they must've broken Crane out." Batman says, "To raise an army."
"Most likely." She mumbles.
Suddenly, she heard yelling. Yelling on both sides and all heads turned to her.
"Shit." She mutters and sees two men coming on either side of her. One ran at her with no gun and she grips the railing and kicks herself up, digging both of her heels in the man's chest and shoving him back in the man behind him. She turns to the two others and kicks on in the head and grabs his arm and turns him around, using him as a shield since the other man started shooting at her. She used the unconscious- probably dead- guy's gun and shot him in the head. She shoves the guy's body off her and stood straight. Three other men walked towards her with guns and someone started shooting at her. She ducks and runs back into the hallway, meeting another man and gripping his throat, slamming him against the wall and hearing a crunch somewhere. She didn't know where it came from and let the man fall since he did not resist.
She was getting cornered and fast. She runs at three other guys and jumps up, grabbing a pipe and swinging on it, kicking two in the face and wrapping her legs around another's neck. She knocked him down and didn't let him go until his face was blue and he went unconscious.
She stood up and heard more men coming. She stepped into the shadows and saw them pass, barely even glancing at her. She rolls her eyes.
"These guys aren't specially trained." She murmurs as she continued down a hall then opened a iron door and pushed. It opened and it was back into the large room with men. She saw two men that heard her come in and she gripped the railing and flipped down. She ran down the catwalk and took out a gun of some sorts. The Batman had lent it to her. She fired it and a string blasted out and attached itself to the ceiling and she flew to the other side. It snapped and wheeled back into the gun. She put it back at her hip and began jogging again.
"I could use some back up, here, guys!" she growls, but got no response.
"Dammit, I knew it." She hisses and grabbed the gun a man was holding and hit the butt of it in his face, knocking him out instantly. She grabbed the gun and shot two men that where running at her. Each a single shot to the forehead. She dropped it and ran behind an officer and kicked the gun out of his hands and grabbed his throat from behind.
"Where's Crane?" she hisses in his ear.
"Right behind you, honey." Says a voice. And she whirls around, but was met with a white smoke of some sorts. She shrieks in surprise and stumbles back, falling over the railing.
Luckily she grabbed it in time and swung down and landed on her hands in knees. She was in a daze, and her eyes were foggy from whatever the hell that was. Her ears started to ring like crazy.
"I… I need help. I need backup…" she says into the Bluetooth. She grabbed a pipe and tried to pull herself up but only fell over again. Her ears were ringing and her vision was a complete foggy mess.
"Someone… please…" she mumbles and then everything went black.