This chapter was written by my little sister, ToThisDay77, go check out her fantastic work guys :)
I've been REALLY busy with work. So many people are on spring break already, so March 1 - April 30 is usually really busy.
Not as busy as christmas time though haha
But, I have until Thursday off, which rocks. I was performing on stage and some dope kid threw his METAL water bottle at me, and it hit my eye, thus resulting in a black eye. Disney is giving me the time off paid for injury on the job...so yeah
But its kinda swollen shut, so I can't see much, i'm just telling my sister what to type and she's typing it now :)
Say hi M! "Hi..." Haha my sister is adorable AND awesome
Without further ado -
"Took long enough." Bruce Wayne huffed, slumping into his desk chair.
He had dug up the old monitor and remote for Richard's old tracking device.
The first night that Richard slept under the custody of Bruce, Bruce had implanted an small tracker into his wrist. The tracker was old and out dated, but it served its purpose for seven months until the new model Bruce ordered arrived, which he then implanted in Richard's neck.
Bruce had never told Richard about the trackers, because he knew the young boy would become paranoid, well, more paranoid than he already was.
Bruce wiped some old grit and dust from the monitor screen, then pressed the on button.
After twelve boring minutes of waiting, the monitor finally loaded.
The remote that went with the tracker had only three buttons.
The small red button: To deactivate the tracker
A medium sized blue button: To turn the tracker back on.
And a large green button: to locate.
Twitching with nervousness, Bruce pressed the green button.
The monitor screen lit up.
There was a pinpointed dot located.
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-Shelby and Maya