The streets are clogged with traffic. People have cars dragging the ground, pick-ups filled with men, women, children and pets stare lifeless. Cops direct traffic as side corners are filled with men dressed in camoflauge holding guns.
Batman takes measures into his own hands and begins to tell the enforcers of his evacuation plans. They nod and begin to re-route traffic to the bunkers. He now heads to the closest firehouse and is run over in the doorway.
"Sorry Batman. Didn't see you. Got another call. Big fire. Gotta run!" Batman goes to dispatch to tell them his plan when his ring goes off. He twists and shuts it off. He knows the signal means Selina has made it to the Bat Cave. She is going to be mad as hell that he turned off the beacon but she knows not to call when he is working he reasons .
He finishes his speech to the crazed dispatchers and heads back out into the manic. He struggles through ruins until the daylight hours are almost gone. The entire day appeared to be dusk as the smog and heat never lifted. Batman's comrades are weary from searching through the debris for victims. They tell him they are heading back for food then will return. He pats them all on the back and then departs back to the Bat Cave.
/\../\ Next Revelations Chapter 5 ~sneak peek~
Prelude
As he drives words from not so long ago fill his mind and he says:
"But who prays for satan? Who in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner who needed it most?"
He arrives to a not so warm welcome by his not so warm wife.
She stares at his dust covered clothes. His neck is covered in black dirt. He grabs his mask and tugs grimacing for his biggest battle to ensue.
"Where have you been? I have been worried sick!" bellows from the frowing raven haired beauty holding her round belly.
He knows better than to say the usual "not now" and tries his best rebuttle. " I am sorry Selina. Gotham is a wreck. Once I knew you were safe I was needed to help look for victims."
It works as she hugs him tightly.
He slowly lifts her up into his arms and cradles her like a baby. He lightly kisses her lips.
"I need for you to stay at a base near here until we know there will not be another strike."
She fidgets now in his arms squirming like a kitten about to be dumped in a river.
He tightens his grip.
"I know you want to argue but this is not just about you anymore Selina, think of Helena."
She claws and paws at his chest to be let down.
"I want to help!"
"I want you alive."
She sulks but is not ready to give up just yet.
"I think I know what may be going on. It was in my dream. She rubs her belly like a good luck Buddah.
"I will stay on a base as you mentioned but it will be the old one that shut down in 1995. Plattsburgh!"
One of his legs wobbles slightly.
"Plattsburgh? No you need to stay at either McGuire or at Iron Sides Selina. Plattsburgh is abandoned."
"No it's not. Check it yourself."
Alfred now moves from his seat as Batman takes back the throne. He types as the satellite image shows Plattsburgh eighteen miles south of Trenton on the northeast corner of New York. He surveys the vast 3,447 acres then stops atop the main base. (Great. Just great!)
Selina nods behind his chair. 'Told you so!"
Batman nods slowly. "Why you want to go to Platt?"
Alfred now slowly touches his vest pocket and taps at the vial of chloroform.
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