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Do not own bane or any Batman related content, Kali Blake is mine.

Kali had been babbling about her dog for the past half hour. She explained in great detail which paw he gave when she asked him to shake, which way he tilted his head, how he didn't lift his leg like most male dogs do when they pee. He nearly rolled his eyes at her, amused by how she was so fascinated by a dog. Finally, however, he could take the subject no more. He asked her what she did for the old woman she worked for on the farm. She listed her chores methodically, giving him details in that as well. How could she be so enthused by such an ordinary, mundane life? She rarely left the house. She informed him she had finished high school and wanted to go to college but she'd never be able to afford it.

The more she talked, the more he had to force himself not to smile. Such a normal life, with all its simple joys. If only he'd ever had a life like that. Suddenly, to his dislike, she asked him where he was from and what he did for a living.
"I travel far too much to have a home. I do all kinds of jobs, whatever someone needs me for." He answered blankly.
She didn't like the answer, but she didn't ask anymore. Without a word he grabbed his own new clothes to change into.

Kali flicked through all the channels on the TV three times before groaning, dropping the remote onto the bed.
"There's nothing to watch. All Russian." She complained. She flopped onto the bed with a grunt.
Bane tried to ignore her frustrated complaints, but after 20 minutes he was ready to knock her out.

"Here." He grunted, thrusting some money at her. She stared at it questioningly. "They have movie rentals in the main office. Go." He said bluntly. She took the money cautiously, and then smiled.
"Hopefully they have something in English, or at least subtitles." She said, and pulling her new coat on, left. Bane sighed with relief. Two more hours and they would be on a private plane heading back to the US, and he'd be free. You're never free. The sneering voice echoed. Bane scowled. He had freedom, did he not? He could choose what jobs he took, where he went, how much he was paid. He went wherever he wanted, did whatever he wanted. You've made a friend, you fool. In the oddest of places and circumstance. Now you're trapped. It whispered chillingly to him. He sighed. There was nothing, no future between him and this girl. He was a killer for hire, and she was just a normal girl from the country in New York. She's no ordinary girl!

Bane waited and waited but fifteen minutes later she was not back. He'd heard women could be very indecisive, always over thinking things. He almost smiled imagining her standing before the shelves of movies, staring. He went down to the office, and was perplexed when he didn't find her there. The clerk at the desk was not present either. Bane scanned the area outside. Adrenaline shot through him like lightning. He shoved the door open and rushed to the side of the road. The dark grey jacket lay in the slush, one sleeve nearly torn off. Some of Kali's black hair was stuck to it, more than likely torn from her head. Someone took her. A dark coldness filled him. "They found her." He breathed.
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Kali screamed against the gag they had tied far too tightly. She could feel the dirty rag chafing the corners of her mouth, could taste blood where she'd been punched. Her hands were tied behind her back, feet forced together by zip ties. She struggled against her restraints as the van rumbled over rough terrain. She knew they were close, she remembered how rough the road had been when they first brought her here. To Hell. It was not long before the van stopped, and the door slid open forcefully. One of the men grabbed her by her hair, yanking her upright. He and another grabbed her arms, dragging her out of the van and towards the cold rundown cement building. A high wall surrounded it, covered in razor wire. Three armed men guarded the only entrance. And there, he was waiting for her. The leader. They dropped her on my knees before him, and she glared.

"Well, look who came back. Dressed up all nice, I see. What, did you find a nice pimp somewhere to take care of you? Too bad for him." He spoke, his Russian accent making his speech nearly impossible to understand. He yanked on the side of the rag, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"We're going to have lots of fun with you. And when we're done, my dogs will have their fun." He sneered, his cracked yellow teeth showing as he grinned.
They all laughed, and the two grabbed her arms, dragging her inside. Death would not come soon enough.
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Bane forced his way into the office behind the front desk, where the clerk was busy with one of the maids. His fury was not containable. He grabbed the scum by the front of his shirt and tossed him across the room, where he landed in a heap and whimpered. The maid shrieked and fled. Bane grabbed the clerk again, and tossed him in front of the monitors to the security cameras.
"Show me the video for the out front. About ten minutes ago. Now!" He snarled as the clerk struggled to pull his pants up.

He frantically tapped away at the keyboard, and one of the monitors rewound quickly. He saw what happened, and waited until the beginning. "Play it, slowly." He growled. The clerk a few more buttons and he watched.

Kali was standing in front of the desk, squinting to see the titles of some of the movies, when a van drove by slowly. Suddenly it was back, reversing quickly. Two men got out, looking at her and talking to each other. Then they came inside, slowly, sneaking up behind her. One grabbed her from behind while the other grabbed her flailing feet, and they drug her outside. She kicked the one in the groin, and bit the hand of the other, and took off running. A moment later they were back with her, hauling her by her jacket. She managed to unzip it and almost got away again, but the one caught her by her hair and flung her into the back, getting in behind her and slamming the door. He van sped away.

Bane shoved the clerk aside, and played the video a few times before he finally got what he needed. Ignoring the protests of the clerk, he opened the laptop sitting on the desk and opened the internet. In five minutes he had all the information on the van, using the license plate. A picture popped up. Tattoos, unkempt hair and clothing. This guy was definitely running something illegal. This was the man who took Kali. Bane quickly erased the history on the laptop, then turned a menacing glare on the clerk.

"Have a car?" He growled. The clerk reached a shaking hand into his pocket and held out keys.
"Black car out back." He stuttered.
Bane then punched him hard, knocking him out. Fury roared through his veins like fire and he shoved the back door open. Anger, fury, and he suddenly froze as he realized the inevitable. He cared about her, and he was afraid. He looked at the keys in his hand. She'd already been missing. Why not just leave her, go home, forget? You'll never forget. Never forgive. The voice hissed. And that was it. He was going to save her, even if he had to go to Hell and back to do it.

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