A/N:
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SO COLD
"Agent Prince, how are you feeling?", a man in a labcoat asked.
"Urgh, I- I'm--"
"How are you feeling?", he repeated with more force.
"Fine.", Diana forced out.
Diana rests her knees against the cool cemented surface of a roof's edge, her fingers gently tracing the patterns carved into one of the pillars built for decoration. Greek patterns. Intriguing yet complex.
"Are you ready for your next mission?", the man asked again.
"Yes.", and Diana is sure of that.
He showed her a file. In big bold letters, a name read:
BATMAN
Her eyes are unfocused, tired, weary, as she looks at the street below. No one. No one is there. No lights turned on. No people walking by. It almost feels like...
...emptiness.
The name rang a bell. A bell buried so deep in her mind, but a bell no less. She stared at the capitals of the word. She found her voice.
"Who is he?"
The man answered curtly, "A vigilante in Gotham. You'll learn more in the file. The Lead wants you to kill him."
"She wants me to kill him?"
"Yes. Her orders came while you were still in the machine, just right after you two talked inside her office."
Her head began to sting a little. "But--"
Diana recalls the file, the target, the mission. Kill Batman.
She has killed before. What made this one different? She knows that the answer lies deep inside her. But she also knows she doesn't want to hear it...
... if the headaches are any indication.
"Why? Can't you deliver?"
"No!", she directly objected. She can do it, she knew. "Just-- Why him?"
The simple answer, "He interferres with our operations."
Diana dug deeper in her mind. She knows this man. But it's like an electric fence forces her out of the hidden sections of her thoughts. When she moves, it'll sting. It'll hurt. So instead, she turned to the man in a white coat. "I know him."
The man raised an eyebrow, "Yes, you have encountered him once at Gotham when you were assigned to steal government intel on more projects related to Project Youth. Congratulations, by the way, for the success."
"No," she placed a hand on her forehead, the pain getting stronger. "I know him.
The man only looked.
Kill Batman.
Somehow, that sounds wrong. That sounds ridiculous. That sounds like going against who she is.
But who is she really?
She ignores that thought. She's the anti-Project Youth. Their organization's counter against the government's thughtless ideas.
The man repeated the objective with a harder stare, "The Lead wants you to kill the Batman. You were made to deliver so deliver."
Diana resigned, knowing that she can't object her, the Lead, the creator of this entire organization. "Yes."
She studies the city spread out before her like a map, the objective clear in her mind. Diana gets ready to jump.
She repeats the mission in her head like a mantra.
Kill Batman.
Kill Batman.
Kill Batman.
Kill Batma--
Kill Bat--
Kill Br--
This time, the pain is too much. Blood runs out of her nose, dripping to the dark material of her suit.
She jumps to the city anyway. Kill Batman.
A/N:
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