Inspiration hit me once I started writing this one, and TEDOG was a great help once again for kicking this story back on the rails when I suddenly decided to add stupid, unnecessarily humor (my words, not TEDOG's). I am very happy he did xD
Guest: Yup, this story is a prequel to my cat to do list series. "Cat's and Sean's to do list" is series 1, "Cat's to do list adventures" is series 2, "Cat's to do list: Australian adventures" is an in between story of series 2, "new threats rising" is series 3, and Cat's to do list: the lost chapters" makes a in between story between series 2 and 3 where the kids hide in Switzerland to keep Selina's pregnancy a secret. This story also will have flash-backs to "Not allowed to travel to Bruce's past" in case you are wondering why Sean has dreams about himself as a young kid. I'm not sure if you read all these stories, but I just wanted to clarify LOL Also, thank you so much and I'm happy you love this story so far. It means a lot
Guest: Thank you, I'm happy you enjoyed reading chapter 2. Yeah, I think Selina saying Sean rocked was the best part xD
Guest: Thank you. I think you might like this one as well LOL
3. For Her Eyes Only
Sean strolls down the streets alone. It's been days that he had seen the strange, leather wearing street girl with her cat-ear-goggles, however, soon he remembered she was the same girl from his dreams, her face kept hunting him soon he closed his eyes.
But for now, Sean realized the leather wearing street girl was the least of his problems because he still had to deal with his red-haired stalker as well. He managed to get rid of her after the night she snuck into his squad, but it didn't mean she got the hint and left him alone. She still kept following him and lurked at him from behind a tree whenever she got the chance.
Sean looks around to find a near victim and take his or her wallet. Soon he spots a business man walking and talking on the phone, he knows he found the person he was looking for. With a smirk, the street boy blended in with the crowd.
Soon Sean was close enough to reach the business man's jacket pocket, a woman nearby screamed for help because it appeared the street boy wasn't the only thief around and someone stole her bag.
The business man did turn around briefly, so Sean nonchalantly pulled his hand back and pretended to be just a boy in the crowd, however, he did scowled internally to the person who ruined his catch.
Sean hated bag snatchers the most. They always drew attention to themselves and hardly never could enjoy their catch, because a nearby cop always grabbed their shrubs before they could vanish into an alleyway.
And today it wasn't any different. The purse snatcher got tackled by a cop and arrested instantly, and Sean had to be extra careful with his next victim, because most of them had their guards up after the incident.
Sean sighs and kicks a small pebble ahead of him, over and over. Then he stops nearby a newspaper stall and reads the headline; "Homeless street children's Vigilante."
The man who sells the paper had his head turned so Sean used that as an opportunity to snatch a newspaper and strolled on. Once he was securely hidden on a rooftop he took the newspaper from under his jacket and started to read the front page.
A young street boy heroically and singly handed defeated the notorious child snatcher couple who have been roaming the streets the past few days and took young, healthy looking street kids. The reasons is still unknown, but rumours say they trafficked them for their organs.
Rookie Detective Jim Gordon told us that one of the street girls identified the boy as Sean Ornelas, but as far as we all know the Ornelas family died after a horrific attack at the docks as they tried to escape the mob by boat. Witnesses claim they saw the child being shot and fell over-board in the icy waters of Gotham City. The GCPD had searched the waters for days and never found the boy's body then said the currents must have taken the tiny body further out to sea, because a small boy like that could never be able to swim back by himself.
But who is this young vigilante then? Just a random boy that coincidental shares the same name, or a far, far family relative who pretends to be Sean Ornelas to have his revenge, or just a simple crook who needed a name and just picked it randomly from an old newspaper?
We asked Detective Bullock who was on the Ornelas case for years the same question, but all he said is; "No comment."
A single tear ran down Sean's face when he saw an picture of a man and woman that was described as Mr. and Mrs. Ornelas holding a small toddler. It was hard to see their facial features because the picture was in a very old and blurry state.
Sean feels another tear roll down his face and since there is no one around to see him, he just lets them roll. A big lump forms into his throat when he reads the same words over and over again; 'the Ornelas family died after a horrific attack at the docks as they tried to escape the mob by boat.'
"Does this actually mean that my parents were murdered, just like Bruce Wayne's parents? All this time I thought they disappeared but actually someone killed them. Why, and who?"
The lump grows in his throat until he can't hold it any longer and bursts into an uncontrollable crying. Sean pulls his knees up to his face and wraps his arms around them, rocking himself back and forth.
Sean kept crying for quite some time until it finally faded into sobbing while his mind kept wondering what made his parents want to leave Gotham and which mob it was that attacked and killed them at the docks.
There isn't much that Sean remembers. He can't even remember how he made it back to land, or who took him in after that. Of course he remembers Bullock's 'betrayal' like it was yesterday, and sometimes he has these dreams of him standing on a manor rooftop staring into the distance then takes a step forward and feels himself fall before someone grabs his wrist and pulls him back up. Then holds him as he cries loudly.
Sean drags in a deep breath then wipes his face clean and grabs the newspaper, carefully tearing the article out of the paper. Then he folds it a few times before putting it away in his jacket pocket.
Sean slowly rises back to his feet and folds the remaining parts of the paper together, suddenly reading something small about Fish Mooney's nightclub. It appears that the nightclub's owner's toy-boy, Lazlo, had some beating till his face was all scratched and bruised. Also one of his arms was broken at multiple places.
Sean can't help it and sighs relieved after he read it. He suddenly realized it could as easily been him if he was still at Mooney's place, being her personal toy-boy, or maybe even the club's new entertainment.
The street boy was about to grab the fire escape ladder to climb down when he suddenly saw a weather balloon rising up between the buildings ahead of him. At the same time someone was screaming something from the top of his lungs. Even though it was hard for Sean to understand a single word, he could hear the voice was filled with fear.
Sean locks his eyes onto the weather balloon and as it rose higher and higher above the buildings, he suddenly saw there was someone attached to it.
"What the fuck?" Sean thought when his eyes almost dropped from his sockets and his jaws reached his toes.
The man and the balloon slowly blew out to sea and people below were pointing and shouting things. Sean slowly drifted his eyes to them suddenly spotting an entire camera crew who had their eyes and camera's locked onto the weather balloon.
Fearing that actually one of them will spot him standing there, Sean quickly ducks back down behind the edge then decides to take the fire escape on the other side of the building.
Sean peeked at the crowd one more time then at the weather balloon that was nothing but a tiny dot in the distance, before finally sprinting across the rooftop to take the fire escape and climb back to the streets.
An half hour later, Sean finds himself heading toward the alleyway where the Wayne's are murdered. For some reason he wants to see the place again, to see if there might be something the cops had missed. Maybe he would be able to find something that leads to the killers, because no way that Mr. pepper was guilty.
Sean scans his eyes down the cobblestoned streets up to the trash cans he was hiding behind that night. Flashes of what happened ran through his mind. The heavy footsteps of the person who walked toward the family. His heavy breathings behind the scarf. The boys whimpers of fear when his mom clutched him against her waist. The dad's voice when he tried to protect his family. The two guns shots that soon followed each other, and the boy's screams of sadness, pain and loneliness.
Sean suddenly starts to realize how the boy must have felt, because he felt the same exact things when he read that article. For all these years he thought his parents would be somewhere save. That's why he had left Gotham for so long to see if he could find leads to where they were, wishing they would hear rumors about him and return to Gotham to find him. When he read the article it felt like something broke inside. He came to understanding that he might be the last Ornelas, just like Bruce Wayne is the last of the Wayne's.
Suddenly his eyes catch something behind the dumpsters then when he takes a closer look he sees it's a pearl from Mrs. Wayne's necklace. This means obviously the cops and the detective hadn't done their job properly, otherwise they would have found it.
"So why do you care who really killed the Wayne's?" a girl's voice asked, and Sean instantly turned his head alarmed then saw the leather wearing street girl and the new detective walking next together into the alleyway.
Sean didn't hesitate for a second then scooted away behind the dumpsters and wondered why they were back. Did it mean the new detective did care and wanted to know what really happened?
"Because I want the person responsible brought to justice," Sean heard the detective say to the girl. The girl however scoffed.
"Did you read that in a book or something?"
Sean couldn't help to not crack a slight smile. Even though he didn't know much about her, and even though he had to stay on guard around her, it seemed like she was a sassy person. She was nothing like the girls he knew, and the only girls he knew was Haleigh and some of the kids that hung around with them.
Some of the girls always pretended to be strong then when something happened they always acted like they needed a knight in shining armour to rescue them. Haleigh on the other side had her strong and courageous moments, but every time she saw him she became all clingy.
There was even that time that Haleigh found herself in a bad situation with a gang and he had to rescue her. Luke told him later that she picked a fight with them herself and told them how cool Sean was and that he would come safe her. Sean doubted that was true, because why would a girl like Haleigh pretend to be in danger only to be saved by an ugly boy like him?
Hearing the sassy undertone in this girl's voice made him realize she was a fighter. That she could defend herself perfectly, and she was not ashamed of it. She was independent, and a part of Sean was impressed by that, but on the other hand, it could mean she was far more dangerous than he expected her to be.
Sean snaps from his thoughts when the two stop straight in front of him. He instantly tries to control his breathing and his heartbeat that is thumping loudly. He can't hear them talk or move, but he knows they are still there.
Sean tries to look around a bin without making too much noise and notices the girl chewing on the inside of her mouth nonchalantly, as if they are just hanging around and wait for the other to say something. Sean can only see the side of the detective's face, but he can imagine he doesn't look very pleased.
The girl finally rolls her eyes and takes in a deep breath before turning around and says as she points across the alleyway; "The killer came from there. He took the man's wallet and the woman's necklace. Then he shot them both. He left the boy alive."
The girl turns to face the detective again then points at the fire escape platform above their heads and adds; "I was up there."
"Everybody knows that much," Sean heard the detective reply, and for some reason it sounded like he was doubting the girl's story was true. "Plus the killer's face was covered."
"Not at first," the girl retorted back. "He pulled up his scarf when he walked toward them. I saw him for a second."
"You saw him…here…in the dark?"
"I can see in the dark," the girl commented.
Sean's heart skipped a few beats when she said that, because his mind suddenly flashed back to the night when it happened. She had looked at him, square in the eyes. Of course he couldn't tell that night if she did or did not see him, but just now she admitted her ability to the cop which could mean, if the dumpsters didn't hide him securely enough, she would have seen him too. And if she did see him, would she tell the cop so she would have someone to back up her story?
Sean saw the girl was obviously offended by the look on the cop's face, whatever that look was, and she placed her hands onto her hips before looking him square in the eyes and stated; "You don't believe me!"
"There is a question of whether you're lying about what you saw, and there's the question of whether you were even here," Sean heard the detective reply, and he could tell the cop still didn't trust her.
A long pause followed, and Sean starts to fear she would tell the cop about him.
"You're not giving me proof," the detective said impatiently.
"I just told you, I stole a chump's wallet just before it happened!" the girl exclaimed annoyed.
"Yeah, and you stole my meal as well," Sean thought to himself.
"That was like two blocks away from here. Didn't he report it?"
The detective sighs annoyed then says, reluctantly; "Yes, a man did report his wallet stolen by a thief that matches your description. And yes, the timing does work out to just before the Wayne's were murdered, but that does not place you here."
"I dumped the wallet. There!"
Sean couldn't tell from where he was sitting were she was pointing at, but the tight breath the detective dragged in sounded like it was bad news.
"The sewer. Great!"
Sean started to feel very amused with the idea of detective Jim Gordon being forced to climb down a sewer to retrieve a stolen wallet. A few days ago he was chased down by Jim and his partner like a rabid animal, and today Jim would get a taste of his own medicine because after entering the sewer he would walk around all day stinking like a rabid animal.
Excited about the idea, Sean nearly let out a laugh, but he could hold it back by covering his mouth with his hand and all that came out was a soft snort. Luckily neither of the two heard it.
"It's not that I don't trust you to run away but…" the detective said then grabbed the girl's arm and cuffed it then adding; "Well, I don't."
Sean peeks around the bin to look what the cop did and saw he lead the girl to a point he couldn't see them anymore. However, he knew they didn't left because he could hear the girl grumble angrily.
"You find the wallet, you let me go, right?"
"No! Find the wallet, that places you here. We still have to find the guy."
Sean rolled his eyes, thinking; "Don't pretend you actually want to find him, you killer."
"That's bull!" Sean heard the girl yell and pulled him back from the memory of Jim at the docks, killing a man.
Sean saw the detective come back into his view as he strolled back to the sewer then crouched down through his knees and pulled the lid up. Then he starts climbing down the ladder, and Sean starts to wonder what the cop had done with the girl. Not that he was worried about her wellbeing, but he was more curious of what made her stay. Because obviously Jim had done something to avoid her from running away.
That's when he hears a soft click of metal and a few seconds later a second click then the girls saunters back into his view as she approached the open man hole. Sean ducked away behind the bin far enough so he could still see her. He saw she was holding handcuffs in her hand.
"So that's what he used to keep her in place. What an idiot for not checking her pockets for a lock pick."
The girl hoovered her head over the open man hole then sang tauntingly; "Oh detective? You're going to need these."
Sean figured she most likely dropped the handcuffs down the man hole and pictured Jim's dumbfounded face. It brought a grin onto his face.
While Jim roared for her to come back, the girl turned around on her heels then whispered as she strolled past the garbage bins; "I wish you enjoyed the little show, Sean Ornelas."
And with that said, the girl grabbed the fire escape above his head then gave the street boy a nice view on her bum as she climbed up. However, he was too shell-shocked to notice it, and he missed also the priceless look on Jim's angry face when he climbed out of the sewer, because he remained in that dazed state for like ten minutes.
The city slowly turns dark when the evening falls, and Sean looks around for a single person to rob, but like always, there aren't many which increases the chance of getting caught.
Sean sighs when he realizes he has to go to plan B, which is blending in into a restaurant's kitchen staff and take some food when no one is looking. He had done it before, so it was easy, though, he still had to be careful. Not every kitchen chef is easy to be fooled.
The street boy sprints into a restaurant's alley then pick locks the staff door and enters. Once inside he grabs one of the kitchen staffs uniform and puts it on before entering. He tries to keep his head as low as he could and tried not to draw too much attention.
"Hey kid!" someone suddenly yelled, and Sean froze in his tracks then slowly turned and a person shoved a few plates into his arms; "These are for table 14!"
Sean nodded then heads for the door that leads to the restaurant, but then takes a brief peek to the person who gave him the plates and noticed he was preoccupied with plating up more plates.
The street boy turned around on his heels and quietly walked to the back. All the other staff members were too busy to notice any of it.
Sean dumps the food on one plate then places the empty one as a lid onto the full plate and grabs a plastic bag before taking off the staff uniform and sprints out the door with his dinner.
Soon Sean found a spot that was far enough away from the restaurant, he climbed up a fire escape and sat down onto the platform taking out his food and started to eat it. Once he was halfway his meal, a little, scrawny looking cat leaps off the roof then to the fire escape steps then perches down and eyeballs Sean with sad, hungry eyes.
"Shoo, cat!" Sean said with a scowl while chewing on a piece of the steak he just stole from the restaurant. "Find your own food, this is mine."
The cat remained in his spot and proceeded to look at Sean with hungry eyes, following each bite that Sean brought to his mouth. Then it meowed softly.
Even though Sean hates cats and wants nothing to do with them, he still has a heart beating in his chest. Also, it's just one and a very young one by the looks of it, Most likely a stray kitten that lost his mommy.
Sean scrapes some meat off the bone then flips some of it toward the cat and says; "That's all you get so eat it and scram!"
The cat eats it then looks at Sean for more. The young boy rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to tell the cat to beat it, but then sees a familiar figure sauntering into the alleyway below him. It's a cop that works at the GCPD.
Sean spots someone in the corner of his eye then when he looks he notices it's a drug dealer who spotted the cop and tried to run. Instead the cop yelled at him.
"Frankie, you still own me money, so get your lousy ass over here!"
Too scared to disobey, Frankie scurries toward the cop and gives him some money.
"Well cat, it looks like it's your lucky day," Sean said when he scraped off the remaining meat and dropped it onto his plate. "That dirty cop better not catch me!"
And with that, Sean left the plate with leftovers onto the platform before climbing further up to the roof.
The cop heard something then looked up to the fire escape platform, but all he saw was a stray cat eating something then he pierced his eyes back onto the drug dealer.
Sean ran as fast as he could down the rooftop then leaped to the next building and took the fire escape back to the streets. He felt so relieved that he escaped that cop, once again.
The street boy saunters into the next street suddenly finding himself in a familiar neighbourhood. The neighbourhood he tried to avoid as best as he could, but now he was straight in the middle of it, and going back was no option because the cop could still catch him if he did.
Sean takes in a deep breath then mumbles to himself; "Come on Sean, it's just a street. Only because Bullock lives here doesn't mean he will come around the corner and jump scare you."
The street boy takes his own advice and keeps walking on as if it's nothing, but when he reaches Bullock's apartment he can't help it and looks at it. That's when he froze in his spot because he just saw someone sneaking inside through one of the windows.
"Sean, don't be crazy. Why would anyone be stupid enough to break into a cop's house?"
For some reason he still can't help it and keeps his eyes locked onto the window. Just when he thinks he imagined it all, someone climbs his way out through the window again. But the weird part is that a creature leaps outside only seconds later.
Sean rolls his eyes; "WTF, she takes her cats with her while she breaks in?"
Suddenly the street boy spots a big bulge underneath her jacket as if she was hiding something big. Obviously it was the item she stole from Bullock, but what reasons does she have to rob Bullock?
Sean doesn't hesitate for a second and pursues the girl with a quick sprint, but makes the street cat that was with the girl hiss in alarm. The girl turns her head in alarm then spots the street boy, and she sprints away with a giggle.
While the street boy tries to catch up with the girl, he realizes she's faster than most girls, but not fast enough to stay ahead of him for too long. He can see the gap between them become smaller and smaller in just seconds, and just when he can grab the back of her hoodie, the girl makes a sharp turn to the left and disappears into a very narrow alley.
Sean scowled angrily because he didn't expect she would do that then halted abruptly and ran back and followed her. It was a really, really narrow alley and if he wasn't careful enough, he might get stuck.
Sean reached the other end of the alley safely then pursues the girl with another quick sprint. He could hear her gasp in surprise when she realized how quick he was, but she also quickened her speed and the gap between them became slightly bigger.
Sean quickened his speed as well then follows her into the next street that leads him too close to Fish Mooney's nightclub. Sean didn't realize it until he saw Butch's car stop in front of the club and stepped out together with Zsasz.
"Crap!" Sean scowled then turns around, but Butch and Zsasz saw him and ran after him while pulling their guns.
It didn't take very long for the two men to grab Sean and drag him back to the nightclub. However, Sean did try to fight as hard as he could, but Zsasz was too fast and too strong, and Butch was way too big and heavy to fight.
"Fish, look who we caught," Butch cried full of glee then pushed Sean forward and made him trip to the floor. Then both men aimed their guns as a warning, square at his chest.
Fish flicks her fingers which was a cue for the man who auditioned to become her new entertainment to leave the stage. Then she turned around to see who Butch and Zsasz brought with them.
Soon she spotted Sean lying on the floor, her eyes lit up as if she just received her birthday present and cried, gleefully; "Well, well, well, if that isn't my runaway stage boy."
"I'm not your stage boy!" Sean yelled angrily.
Fish clicks her tongue then says; "You wait and see, boy. Tonight it's too late to prep you up for a show, but in two days I can plan a special one for you."
"You can't keep me here that long!" Sean scowled.
Fish flicks her fingers then Butch and Zsasz lift Sean up under his armpits back onto his feet. They instantly aim their guns in case Sean gets any ideas.
Fish starts to walk circles around him and eyes him up and down at the same time.
"Besides, it's illegal to have under-aged boy performing on stage."
Fish chuckles; "Since when do we in Gotham care whether or not something is illegal. Look around, kid. 80% of the drinks I sell are illegally imported. Besides, it's not like your my first under-aged stripper."
Sean gasps in shock; "Stripper?! If you think I'll take off my clothes for you and your costumers so you can see how ugly I am, you're even more insane than I gave you credit for!"
Butch and Zsasz share a confused look when Sean said he was ugly. Fish however chuckled.
"Sean, if you really think you're ugly my advice would be to look into a mirror, because you might be the most handsome kid in this city."
Sean scowls angry; "That's bull, and you know it! Stop making fun of me and just let me go!"
Fish flicks her fingers as a cue for Butch to bring Sean to the back and lock him inside a room, preferably one that hasn't a window for him to escape through.
Sean kept kicking at Butch and demanded the giant man to let him go, but his attempts were futile. Butch tossed him violently into a room, and before Sean had the chance to scramble back up and sprint back to the door, Butch locked it with a taunting smirk.
Sean kicks against the door in frustration then screams; "You can't keep me here for two days, Fish! I will find a way to escape!"
"No you won't," Fish replied with a smirk, but not that Sean could see that, but he could hear it in her voice.
For two days Sean tried to prove Fish she was wrong. He tried to use his pick lock to unlock the door, but it was like either Butch or Zsasz were outside the door, guarding, because they instantly stepped inside and kicked him back to the corner of the room. Well, Butch did. Zsasz just peeked through the keyhole with a grin then told Sean to stop with what he was trying to do.
At a certain point, Butch had enough of it and took the picklock from Sean before hollering at his face; "Just give up, brat!"
"NO!" Sean yelled back then made a break for the door and rushed out. Butch followed him instantly, but it was Fish who caught him before he could lay one finger on the front door knob.
Fish grabbed Sean by the shrubs of his neck and spun him around, facing her. Then she pinched the long nail of her index finger under his chin, lifting it up so he could see her in the eyes.
Zsasz came from the back and pointed his gun at Sean, and Butch took his position behind Sean, guarding the front door in case Sean did had the nerve to turn around and flee.
Fish pierced her eyes deep into Sean's drawing a shiver down his spine. Never in his life on the streets, Sean had met a woman that could look so creepy.
Normally Sean wasn't scared easily, but Fish had that stare that even made him feel like a little boy. Though, he did straighten his back and hid it, like he had done with so many criminals before Fish. It caught them off guard, so maybe it would have the same results with her.
"Let me go!" Sean said firmly, and even he was surprised his voice sounded stern and not shaky.
A smile crept onto Fish's face and she said; "I like that stubborn glint in your eyes, boy. It will make me enjoy my victory more once I broken it and see you on my stage, taking your clothes off and dance around."
"Never!"
Fish grabbed a fist full of his hair then pulled his head back and snarled in his face; "So many stage strippers before you said the same thing, Sean. And neither of them won!"
Sean withhold a yelp of pain then tried to kick himself free, but Fish pushed him backwards into Butch's arms and said before she turned around and left; "Take him back to his room. And make sure he stays!"
"Yes, ma'am," Butch replied then locked his arms back underneath Sean's armpits from behind and pushed him forward, kicking and screaming. When Zsasz put his gun against the side of his head, Sean stopped squirming, immediately.
Butch tossed Sean back into the room then left, but not before ordering Zsasz to stay inside as well and keep Sean quiet.
Sean glared at Zsasz furiously, but the bald assassin just smirked back while taking his place into a chair and aiming his gun onto Sean.
"I will escape somehow," Sean mumbled angrily then pulled his knees up and continued glaring at Zsasz from behind them. Again, Zsasz merely grinned.
And that was only day one. Day two was even more worse, because Butch and Fish entered the room, and the club owner decided it was time to break Sean's stubbornness. They even brought a plate with breakfast.
Fish set the plate onto a table then ushered Zsasz out of the chair and positioned herself into it while Butch and Zsasz took their spot beside her, one on each side.
"Alright, boy…
"Stop calling me boy! My name is Sean!" Sean scowled from the corner of the room where he was sitting, eyeing the three villains.
Fish grabs the old newspaper then asks; "Sean, as in; Sean Ornelas? That scared little seven year old boy that got shot when his parents tried to escape Gotham? If that is you, you must be far more stronger than we gave you credit for. I mean, it's hard to believe that scrawny little boy could even swim."
"Shut up!" Sean scowled.
Fish drops the papers back onto the table then looks at Sean, coldly; "Now which backstabbing bastard cop protected your identity?"
"Aren't the GCPD full of cops that match that description?" Sean replied, looking blankly.
Fish places her long nail onto her bottom lip then replies, thoughtfully looking; "I suppose they all are, yes. It won't surprise me if some of them work at the sides of all the five families, only to cover their skinny asses. I don't suppose you will give me the name of the cop…"
Sean's angry eyes said enough.
"I knew you wouldn't. That stubborn glint is back, so I suppose it's time to break that attitude of yours." Fish points at the plate with scrambled eggs, crispy bacon and sausages; "You show me what your packing underneath that leather jacket of yours, and you'll get this food in return."
Sean's infuriated scowl said enough.
"Okay, suit yourself," Fish said then handed the plate to Butch who started to eat it all.
Sean rolled his eyes in annoyance, and Fish stood up then lingered toward Sean while beckoning Zsasz to follow. After a cue dramatic point of Fish's her finger, Sean felt himself going up and on his feet when Zsasz grabbed his arm.
"Now you listen to me, boy!" Fish said and put her nail back under Sean's chin, lifting it up while Zsasz held his gun at his left temple. "While you tried to get out of this club for the past two days, I have been busy myself too. You see, while taking one of my morning strolls with Butch and collected my money, I saw this young girl asking around if they have seen a boy matching your description. When we asked her, her name she said it was…" Fish puts her nail back on her bottom lip while pretending to think really hard…"Ah yes, Haleigh! She and her friends Luke, Trey, and Jared were looking for you for quite some time. Of course I was so nice to tell them I have seen one of Falcone's men taking you to the docks, only ten minutes ago. Of course they instantly feared the worst possible thing that could have happened and sprinted away. I think they thought they would arrive in time to prevent whatever their silly little minds feared."
Fish starts to circular around Sean again then eyeing him up and down as she continues; "Tonight it's gonna be your first performance." With that said, Fish yanked Sean's head back and snarled into his ear; "If you don't, Butch and Zsasz will have some shooting practice at wherever these four kids I mentioned are."
Sean withhold a painful grunt then gasps; "Leave them alone!"
"Only if you do what I told you to do," Fish replied and released Sean's hair. "Tonight you get that cute little ass of yours on stage and-
"I TOLD YOU, you will regret it. Your costumers will leave screaming and never return."
Fish simply shrugs; "I'll guess I have to take that risk then, huh?"
Butch and Zsasz snickered at Fish's comment while she resumes circling around Sean, like a hungry shark.
"I would love to have a sneak preview of what you hide under there," Fish said then stands still in front of Sean and places her hand onto his chest, seductively.
Sean started to shift awkwardly on his feet and would have made a run for it if Zsasz didn't kept his gun at his head.
"But I'm grown woman," Fish smiled then strokes with her nail through Sean's dark black, messy hair then removes a string of hair away from his eyes so she can look into them. Then she resumes stroking her long nail down Sean's cheek, seductively smiling; "I can contain myself for the tonight's show. I like to be surprised."
Then Fish pinches Sean's arms before moving her hand back to his chest sliding it down his abdomen as she turns on her heels and heads for the door, flicking her fingers; "Zsasz, follow! Butch, stay!"
The hours tick by and the street boy starts to realize more and more there is no chance for him to escape. Even though the room he's in has no windows, he can tell it's past 10pm because he can hear the nightclub fill with people who chatter loudly. They are all excited to see who is Fish's new entertainment.
"It's time to get over your low self-asteem, kid," Butch said with a smirk and a tilt of his head. "The ladies outside pay big bucks for your performance. Fish puts a lot of trust in your looks, and she wouldn't do that if you were truly ugly."
Sean didn't reply, not even with his eyes. He just stared at the floor with his knees up, realizing his biggest nightmare is about to become reality. He knows that he's only seconds away of being used as toy. A very, ugly toy.
"Fish obviously asked them to come and bring rubbish to throw at me, only to make me feel more awkward about myself," Sean thinks. His heartbeat starts to increase in fear. "That's why she said she would take the risk, because-
"It's time to get on stage, kid," Butch said and Sean lifted his head up in shock, watching Butch stand up from the chair and approach him. "I don't have to use my gun as threat, do I? Disobey and Fish will send Zsasz out to find your friends."
Sean remained in his knees pulled up position, staring up at Butch; "They are not my friends."
"But I guess you also don't want them to get killed now, do you?" Butch asked then beckoned Sean to get up.
Sean drags in a sad sigh then slowly gets up his feet and allows Butch to take him behind the curtains of the stage. He unzips his jacket, and Butch frowns.
"What are you doing?"
Sean stares back; "I suspected Fish Mooney would let me wear humiliating clothes."
"No, she said the loads of street clothes layers would make the crowd more aroused. And that's where they paid for, the get aroused."
Sean wrinkles his nose; "That's disgusting and illegal."
Butch shrugs; "Kid, if I had your looks, I would take my clothes off for free."
Sean wanted to retort something back, but suddenly Fish Mooney cried out his name in glee, and the curtains started to get pulled up. Sean looked at the crowd, frozen.
"Better get moving, Kid," Butch whispered into his ear then pushed Sean forward.
Sean's eyes widens as he looks at the crowd of women and men, all looking at him, waiting. It's hard to see their facial expressions because the nightclub's lights were too bright and he was looking straight into it. Obviously she did that to make him not only feel more awkward but also to make him a little sweaty.
"What's wrong with that kid?" Sean heard someone ask which made him freeze in his roots even more.
"Show us where we paid for!" Someone else yelled, and Sean instantly snapped from his frozen shock and turned on his heels to run back behind the curtains, but Zsasz and Butch stood there, both holding a gun.
Sean gulps anxiously then slowly turns back to the crowd and sees Fish approach him from the corner of his eye.
"Boy, I warned you what will happen to your friends," Fish whispered into his ear before smiling back to the crowd, sweetly; "It's his first night." Then she whispered into Sean's ear; "When they applaud, you take your clothes off."
Before Sean could react, Fish cried merrily; "Give him a warm welcome to help him to get over his shyness."
The crowd starts to cheer and shout words that refer to some of his body parts while applauding.
Sean swallows awkwardly then Fish starts the music again, and Sean slowly moves his hand to the zipper of his jacket, softly moving on his feet from left to right. He started to feel really stupid for doing it, but he was too scared Fish would kill the others.
Sean grabs the zipper of his jacket then slowly starts to pull it down. The crowd starts to scream wildly, then suddenly the front door is blown from its hinges, clean.
"THAT SHOW IS FOR MY EYES ONLY!"
The crowd, Fish, Butch, Zsasz, and Sean all recoiled when the explosion blown the door out and now looked agape at the entrance where a young girl stood pointing a rifle at them. Beside her stood a middle-aged man on one side, and on the other side stood an army of men while behind them stood another army.
All of the carried a weapon just like the girl, and they were covered in leather The scared crowd, Butch, Zsasz, Fish, and Sean could only their eyes, and every pair locked onto the girl and their eyebrows knitted together.
"What? Did I say that out loud?" the girl asked and they nodded slowly. The girl smirks behind her scarf; "Sorry about that. I can be pretty territorial sometimes."
Sean's face turned pale soon after the girl yelled the show was for her eyes only which made him realize she and the men where there for him, and had no intend to rob the nightclub. His entire body froze when he saw the girl and her men step further into the nightclub.
Fish however, was not caught off guard and puffed her chest angrily before stepping between the rude army and her club visitors, snarling; "Who do you think you are, and how dare you to barge into my club like this? Don't you know what the penalty is for such a crime."
The girl stares at the club owner, blankly; "Since when is having an under-aged kid perform on your stage become legal?"
"What I do and how I earn my money is not your business!" Fish snapped angrily. "Now get out!"
The girl smirks behind her scarf; "Yeah, no! This is how it goes. You apprehend that cute boy to us, and if not, my men will not leave this nightclub until it's nothing but a pile of scrap metal!"
Sean's eyes widens in shock. The girl clearly looked like she wasn't not messing with Fish which made him fear her slightly more than Fish, because who was she and what did she want from him? Her voice however, did sound slightly familiar.
Instead of waiting what would Fish do, Sean turned back to the curtains to sneak out, but Zsasz and Butch quickly stepped into his way. Sean gulped then turned back again and felt his knees become shaky. The girl wouldn't really shoot with him sitting ducks at that stage, would she?
Fish shakes her head firmly; "No way! I found this kid first, so that kid is mine! Get yourself another one, the streets are filled with them."
"Actually, I saw him first when he got on that bus, trying to leave Gotham."
Sean's eyes widens more then gasps softly; "No, not the red haired girl."
"Butch and Zsasz chased him a day earlier, on my orders, meaning; I saw this kid first!"
The girl takes a step closer to Fish, pointing her rifle square at her chest; "Lady, I saw this kid on my eight birthday. Try beat that, you disgusting cougar!"
Sean frowns; "She saw me on her eight birthday? I never visited anyone's birthday, or did I?"
Sean couldn't remember, but there are so many parts of his past he doesn't seems to remember. For some reason his conscious hid that deep down due to all the horrors he had seen soon he started to live on the streets. Well, that's how Jared explained it to him, and it did make sense to Sean.
"I've had enough of this game, you silly little, pesky, adolescent street girl," Fish hollered angrily then flicked her fingers; "Butch, Zsasz…
Fish didn't get a chance to finish her demand, because the girl recoiled to the floor and her men took that as a cue to open fire on anything that didn't move, like the walls, the furniture, and the bar.
"Butch, sweetie, where are you?!" Fish cried in fear as she scrambled across the floor to find safety.
Butch and Zsasz were too busy with hiding their own asses before opening fire too. It was hard for them to tell where to shoot at, because they were looking straight into Fish's bright club lights.
Sean duck back behind the wall of the stage then recoiled to the floor, counting each shot that the girl's goons fired. He was waiting for them to refill their weapons, but then suddenly the girl popped up in front of him.
"AAGH, NO, GET AWAY FROM ME!" Sean yelled while looking very panicked as he tried to scoot backwards and away from her grasp. "Get-get away girl! Bad girl, bad girl!"
Instead of doing what Sean asked her to do, the girl moved closer then Sean wrinkled his nose in disgust; "Don't come near me! Stay away! I smell cats and I-
"Don't you dare finish that sentence, because you will regret it," the girl snapped and her eyes started to fill with anger. Sean started to feel very nervous. "Instead of pinching your cute abs I will claw them, thoroughly. Now, stop being so stubborn. We are here to safe your butt."
"Don't lie!" Sean bellowed while staying away from the girl's grasp and behind a table at the same time to avoid being shot. "You said this (Sean points at all off himself) is for your eyes only! But trust me, this (again, pointing at his body) is not what you want to see! Why you think I wear so many layers of clothes?"
The girl shrugs; "Because you are shy?"
"Y-you don't want to see or touch this!" again, Sean pointed at himself.
The girl smirks; "Yes I do!"
"No you won't! I'm just as ugly underneath my clothes as above my clothes."
Sean saw his words surprised her, but he didn't hesitate and scrambled around her then crawled on hands and feet across the stage. Sean heard the girl follow him the same way and pieces of broken furniture fly around their ears.
Suddenly Sean felt something hook around his ankle and when he turned to see, he saw it was the girl. With a firm pull of her arm she pulled Sean back.
"No, let me go!" Sean yelled and tried to kick her with his free foot, but she dodged it perfectly then grabbed it as well, pulling him closer and closer until she was hovering over him.
With her knees she kept Sean's feet in place, and used her hands to pin his arms down his side as he lied stretched out onto his back.
Sean tried to squirm and at a certain moment he freed one leg and placed the flat side of his foot against her stomach before kicking her off.
The girl flew three feet through the air before landing perfectly on both hands and feet, lifting her chin up as if it was nothing and smirked at Sean. Her eyes sparkled in mischievousness.
Sean's mouth drops agape for a moment then watches how she changes her angle and lurks at him like a lioness lurks to her prey. Then she moves her upper body low to the ground which means she's going to attack, and Sean knows that too.
Without giving her the change to jump at him, Sean scrambles back onto his feet and makes a break to Fish's office and spurts inside. Then he rushes at the window, but it looks like either Butch or Zsasz had nailed it shut.
"Crap," Sean muttered under his breath then looks around for a tool to break the window with. Then he spots the girl perched on the desk.
"Hiya."
"Leave me alone!" Sean yelled while backing up to the wall behind him. "I know all kinds of material arts and will kick your butt with it if I have to!"
The girl shrugs nonchalantly; "Ivy likes to finger paint as well, so after you saw the 'arts' she comes up with, nothing scares you anymore."
Sean looks at the girl baffled; "Finger paint is not a material art!"
"What do you know, have you ever tried it? Also, I'm pretty good at thumb wrestling, how about you?"
Sean looks at the girl, bemused; "Are you fucking with me right now?"
"Nah, I'm just making a joke, to break the ice. Anyway, that's how the saying goes, right? I kinda hate that one because usually a lot of water comes when you break ice, and cats hate water."
Sean just rolls his eyes then turns around and prepares his elbow to pounce it through the window. A bullet that nearly hit his ear and hits the wall instead froze him up again, then slowly turning to face the girl.
"Sorry about that, but I really had to do it. You see, we won't leave without you."
Sean gasps; "You nearly shot my head off."
The girl simply shrugs; "That window is nailed tight, Kiddo. Maybe because you used it to flee through last time."
Sean clenches his fists; "Don't call me, Kiddo. It's Sean!" Then realizing what she said more; "Wait, you are that creepy girl who sniffed my hair!"
"You make it sound like you didn't enjoyed having me sniffing your hair."
"Because I didn't!" Sean scowled. "Also, what makes you think I would even enjoy it?!"
The girl shrugs; "I met a kid once who asked me if I wanted to sniff his hair. He said it turned him on, like it turns on all boys."
Sean's mouth drops agape.
"Anyway, enough talking," the girl said then leaped off the table to the floor and lingered closer toward Sean, and before Sean had the chance to flee, she grabs his arm then drags him with her outside the office.
Sean really wants to object, but the fear of being shot grows again when pieces of Fish Mooney's nightclub interior flies around their ears as the girl's goons shoot around like crazy.
"Take them down, you idiots!" Fish yelled at Butch and Zsasz as she hid behind the bar with her club visitors.
"What do you think we are doing?!" Butch yelled back as he and Zsasz were hiding behind some flipped over tables and shoot at the door, repeatedly. "It's like our bullets can't harm them!"
The girl runs crouched down behind the flipped over tables while dragging Sean with her, then suddenly hollers; "I have the boy! I repeat, I have the boy!"
Suddenly a few smoke bombs rolled across the floor then filled the nightclub with smoke right after they exploded. The girl drags Sean with her as they use the smoke as a blanket to reach the door safely.
The men who were with her proceed shooting right after they saw her coming through the door and destroyed all that was left of the nightclub's interior before they rushed after their feline friend as well.
Sean heard Fish's angry roars coming from inside the nightclub as he gets dragged by the girl across the sidewalk. He tries to squirm himself free but then a few of her goons grab onto him as well, and then screeching tires echoes through the night.
The street boy stops fighting to look what is happening then a van stops right in front of him, the goons, and the girl and the back doors fly open.
Before Sean realises what happens, a sack gets shoved over his head and is pushed inside right at the same time Fish, Zsasz, and Butch ran through the front door. Then when they opened fire, the back doors then the van started its engines then increased his speed up till 60 miles per hour and faded away into the distance.
Fish was not a happy person.
What do you think? I can't wait to read your feedback on this, and again, a cliff-hangar, I know. haha