Chapter 1: Freedom from Hell
LexCorp Prison…
Metropolis…
Five Years Later...
Remus Dent stared at the empty room. He tucked his head into his arms. Five years it's been. Since…since that horrible night.
LexCorp Prison is a living hell. Remus looked up to see Commissioner Jackson. The man had a nasty grin and an evil glare.
"Dent! You have visitors! Get your lazy ass up!" he yelled at Remus. Remus flinched and walked out of his cell.
Jackson smacked Remus in the back of the head. Remus started to move. They came to the visitor room. It was a fully white room with a table and a few chairs. Remus saw two people sitting the chairs, both seemed familiar.
He sat down and the Commissioner left the room. He looked at the people. One had a wicked smiled and the other just looked dangerous. The boy sighed. "Hey, Fate how it going?" he asked. Remus growled," How do you know my name? Who are you?" Remus snarled. The girl laughed and looked at Remus and leaned towards him.
"Seriously? You don't remember us?"She teased. Remus's eyes grew wide. "Jester? Mischief? You're here? Why?" Remus exclaimed.
"Shh… Remember we're just visitors-," guards entered the room. Commissioner Jackson snickered over the intercom. "No one is escaping!"
Mischief threw a bag down next to Remus's feet. "Your affects are in there. Suit up, Dent!" Mischief said with a chuckle.
Remus grabbed his dual revolvers and fired at the guards. Jackson growled over the intercom. He grumbled and called more guards.
"Remus! Go! We'll take the guards! Get to Jackson!" Jester snarled fighting a guard with his sword.
Remus nodded and grabbed his bag and jumped out the window. Remus knew he was jumping off the fifth floor. He grabbed a grapple gun (stolen from Batman) and shot it and swung to a different window.
He blasted through the glass and kicked a guard and punched the other guard in the face. He wiped himself off and walked off. He locked the door and got dressed. He wore a purple long sleeved collared button down shirt, a black button down vest, and black skinny jeans. With black combat boots. He strapped his two revolvers to his legs and his dual shotguns to his back. He grabbed his father's coin and flipped it and walked out of the room.
Jackson was freaking out. He felt like he was going to die. Guards stood at every entrance to the observatory room. He felt that it wasn't enough.
Crack! Two bullets sailed through two guards. Boom! One guard's head was blown to smithereens. Two guards fell after that. The rest of the guards moved toward Jackson. A boy walked next to a guard and snapped his neck.
Jackson screamed and pulled out his pistol. The boy swiftly ran to the next guard and took him in the shadows. Only two guards were left.
Both flew backwards as bullets pierced their hearts. Fate walked from the shadows and smiled. He pulled out his father's coin.
Jackson sighed," It's just your dumb father's coin." Fate smiled and clicked the center of the coin and small blades came out of the edges.
"New and improved coin. Not my father's, my own. Bye!" Fate laughed and threw the coin. The coin flew inside Jackson's head. Jackson fell to the floor. As Fate left the room he pressed his watch and the coin exploded. Jackson was just ashes.
Fate walked to the garage, Jester and Mischief were waiting for him. "What took you so long?" Mischief teased. Fate grinned and walked to Jester. Jester was grinning and looked at Fate.
"How does it feel? Freedom again? Is it good?" he asked. Fate nodded and grabbed the detonator on Jester's car trunk.
"Can I?" he asked. Jester nodded and Fate pressed the button and the prison went ablaze."Freedom feels good", he laughed," Love the smell of fresh air. Ahh…"