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Chapter 4: Monster in the sewer

Three months since first night

The car was blaring down the streets of Gotham like its wheels were on fire. The bank robbers occupying the sedan were currently firing a barrage of lead at the four cop cars chasing after them. The bank job became a shambles when the cops arrived earlier than planned and a shoot-out had left one of the original five in police custody with a bullet in his thigh.

"God-fucking-damnit, I should have never agreed to do this job with you, Legs!"

"Will you shut your fucking mouth and let me focus on getting us out of here. You just keep shooting and try and get those cops off our tail." Choosing to berate Legs later for getting him into this mess, Lou fired his AK-47 again, this time hitting one of the police cruiser's front tire, causing it to swerve and crash into a lamp post.

"I GOT ONE, I GOT ONE!"

"Great now get the others. Christ we may get out of this yet." Just then a shadow appeared out of the night sky, heading straight for the windscreen. "What the hell is that?"

Just then the shadow collided with the windscreen, smashing through it, with two large boots knocking out the driver and navigator. This then caused the car to lose control and spin round 360o, before stopping. The two men in the back seat scrambled out but were instantly knocked down by a large metal weight attached to a cable.

The police cars which were chasing the robbers had stopped and surrounded the crash, with the officers aiming their guns at the figure with astonishment across their faces. Turning round the figure spoke to them;

"You're welcome." With that Green Dragon dropped a smoke bomb and grappled away, satisfied with how he had handled the robbers.

An hour later

Green Dragon was gliding silently across the Gotham skyline. These past few months had been rough as Batwoman had a feeling that a new boss was in town seeking power. There was an increase in heists and assassinations, which led the pair to believe that the new boss was only interested in the acquiring and sale of stolen goods. The problem was that whoever he was he was dangerous enough to scare every muscleman into not ratting him out. This meant that they had no leads.

Suddenly Green Dragon was brought out of his thoughts by the police scanner in his ear piece, which was an advantage to his partnership with Batwoman.

"Attention all units we have a code 211A at the Gotham art museum. Be warned we believe that Killer-croc is responsible."

"Shit." Green Dragon immediately banked and flew towards the museum. Just as he arrived he got sight of a large green figure running into a dark alley. Green Dragon dived towards, landing just as he heard the characteristic metal ding as a manhole cover was closed.

"Well shit." Knowing that croc was in his element in the sewers and he now knew that Dragon was on his tail. Deciding that backup was now absolutely necessary Green Dragon activated his communicator;

"Batwoman come in. Need you at the alley opposite the Gotham art museum. Killer Croc just entered the sewers."

"I'm two minutes out. Already heard the scanner."

Two minutes later Batwoman's motorbike stopped in front of Green Dragon, who was standing by the manhole that croc had entered.

"So does he know we're coming after him?"

"Most definitely."

"So we're walking into a trap."

"Yep."

"Well let's go." With that Green Dragon lifted up the cover and dropped down, followed by Batwoman. The water was up to their boots and smelled terrible, even with the filter mask on. Though he hated it he knew the damage that Croc could do if he was allowed to escape. So he trudged on through the filth of Gotham's toilets. The squeaks of the rats could be heard as the pair walked past, probably thinking that they were a threat, as they soon scurried away. Deciding to break the silence Green Dragon whispered to Batwoman;

"So what's this Killer Croc guy like?"

"Extremely dangerous, skin as tough as iron, sharp claws and teeth that can slice you in half, and is a confirmed cannibal."

"Well that's comforting."

"Yeah one time his claws nearly lost me my tongue. I need my sex-life."

"Yeah we all do."

"Yeah. Wait that was me basically telling you I'm gay."

"Yeah and?"

"Well I thought that you would be a bit offended or something. People don't usually take well to gay heroes."

"Well when I meet those people I have to fight the huge urge to punch them in their big, dumb, bigot, face. You should love whoever you want and let no-one tell you otherwise."

"Thanks."

"Your welcome, now let's get…" Green Dragon did not finish as he realised that it was complete silence. No rats were squeaking or scurrying. Realising the danger Green Dragon turned to Batwoman;

"MOVE!" But before they could, Killer Croc suddenly arose from the water and slammed Dragon into the wall of the sewer. The green, scaly giant then turned towards Batwoman, grinning at her menacingly.

"Heh I knew I smelled you. Been waiting a while to sink my teeth into you."

"Keep waiting ugly." At this Croc swung a clawed hand at her, but she saw ducked just in time and launched a kick at his gut, which merely bounced off his thick hide.

"Ha is that the best you can do?"

"Shut up." Batwoman then launched a few punches at Croc's head as he was distracted. She got two solid ones in before Croc roared and lunched at her, holding her against the wall.

"Any last words?" Green Dragon had got up and seeing what Croc was about to do he compressed a finger and the mars hammer in his left gauntlet unfolded into a rope dart. With a flick of the wrist the prong flew into Croc's back and using all his strength he pulled at the rope.

"GET OVER HERE!" Croc suddenly roared as he was pulled back off of Batwoman. Green Dragon wasted no time as he retracted the dart and leapt at Croc, landing punch after punch into the monsters head. Croc was beginning to get bloody and angry as the man succeeded in pushing him back and blurring his vision. Having enough of the punishment he lashed out and slashed Dragon's right arm. Green Dragon hissed at the sudden pain and could see the blood start to drip down his arm. Croc took advantage of this and grabbed his throat, lifting him off the ground.

"I bet you'll taste lovely."

"Fuck you!" Just as Croc raised his free arm to strike, Batwoman shouted out.

"CATCH." Green Dragon caught the gas grenade and plunged it into Killer Croc's open mouth, hissing as the teeth caught his arm. Croc dropped him and began swaying before finally collapsing as the gas took hold. Batwoman then went to the unconscious body and began tying his legs and arms together with the toughest ropes she had. Once done she looked towards Green Dragon who was slumped against the wall. Her eyes widened under her mask as she realised he was bleeding.

"Shit, you were hit."

"Yeah. But it isn't that bad."

"Bullshit." Batwoman then placed a tracker onto Croc before going Dragon and lifting him up with his good shoulder. She then activated her communicator;

"Batman come in. Killer Croc is down. He's tied up in the Gotham sewers unconscious. I've placed a tracer on him. You have about 30 minutes." Green Dragon then heard a gravelly voice reply, which he knew was the Batman.

"Can you stay with him?"

"Negative my sidekicks bleeding to death." Dragon peaked his head up at this.

"Sidekick?"

"Shut up." He then heard the voice reply back;

"OK I have his location. I'll be there. Save your partner."

"Roger that." At that the pair kept walking. Soon they reached the exit from the sewers and Batwoman helped Dragon up the ladder and onto her bike.

"Get to my place. It's close and it has all that you need."

"OK where is it?"

Batwoman dropped Green Dragon onto a chair in his kitchen. His head was getting light from blood loss but he kept it together.

"Top cabinet." Batwoman knew what he was talking about as she went to the cabinet and took out the first aid kit. As she did this Green Dragon peeled off the top part of his uniform, leaving on the mask and the balaclava. Batwoman returned and began attending his wounds, hearing a hiss as she put the disinfectant on it.

"Jesus Dragon you really took a beating. How the hell are you not dead?"

"Training and stubbornness. And it's Samuel actually." At this Batwoman raised her head just as Samuel took off his mask and balaclava, revealing the dark brown mop of his hair.

"Samuel MacEntee. Pleasure to meet you." At this Batwoman smiled and feeling that she trusted him more than ever now, she removed her own mask and wig.

"Kate Kane." They both smiled before Kate went back to stitching the slashes. Once she was finished Samuel offered her some tea, which she gladly accepted. She then went to his living room as he prepared the pot. She went to the shelves on one of the walls, which held many photos. A girl with similar hair to Samuel's caught her eye and she reached out and picked it up, studying it. Just then her communicator sounded as Batman told her that Croc had been caught, along with what he stole.

Kate turned round as Samuel entered the room. She then returned the photo to its place before sitting down. Samuel then joined her.

"Croc's been caught along with his loot."

"That's good but isn't it weird for him to be just a theif?"

"Yeah, I'm guessing he was hired by that new boss."

"Sounds about right." They both sipped their tea in silence as they processed the new information. Kate then decided to end it as she looked towards the photos.

"Is that your family," she asked while nodding in the direction of the shelf. Samuel's face dropped when he realised what she was talking about.

"Yeah."

"They look nice."

"They were." Kate eyes widened upon hearing his reply, guilt brewing up in her stomach.

"I'm so sorry."

"Thank you." She then put her arm around his shoulder as Samuel thought back on terrible events. After a while and some light chat Kate got up and put her mask and wig back on.

"I better get going. My fiancé is probably worried sick."

"Wouldn't want that would we. Thanks for everything tonight."

"You're welcome." At that she hugged him goodbye and left out the window. Samuel then went to the shelf and took up the picture. Wiping away a tear he put it back as he went to his bedroom, thoughts drifting back to his family.

Next chapter: Hiding a storm

A/N Sorry that it's been a while since last updating. I'm back at college so there may be longer waits between chapter uploads. Sorry about that.