Do not own Bane or any Batman related content, just character Kali Blake. Enjoy!

Bane cruised as quickly as he could over the snow covered roads. The address wasn't far. However, he was not surprised when he discovered the address lead to a broken down shack. This was common for sketchy characters. Luckily, however, Bane had resources. He had a list of addresses that linked to this one, and of the man who owned the van. Next address was another few miles away. He found the same. It was frustrating, knowing that horrible things were more than likely happening to her, and time was passing far too quickly. It'd been two hours. A wave of something washed over him. Nausea? He scowled.

Address after address lead to more rundown places, although now they became less and less run down as each address came and went. These people moved locations frequently. He only had five addresses left. He found himself driving more and more recklessly, faster and urgent with every address failure. What if they'd already killed her? No, he wouldn't think of that. And if they did? Kill them all.

Two addresses. He turned onto the side road, which lead down a steep hill and twisted into the woods. The road was rough, and he wondered if there was even a building at the end of this road. Then, he saw the tracks in the mud. This road was used frequently. This had to be where she was. He pulled the car off the side of the road, and crept up along the hill. There was a building, and the van was parked to the side. It was surrounded by high concrete walls with razor wire around the top. Two guards stood at the only entrance, and two more patrolled the wall, each with a guard dog. Bane growled, irritated. He hated attack dogs. Suddenly, a bright blue car pulled out from the other side of the building. A man in a suit came walking out of the building, with two thugs behind him, dragging a girl who was blindfolded. It was not Kali.

The driver of the car hopped out, and opened the trunk of the car. The two thugs paused, and one held a cloth over the girls mouth. Chloroform. In a moment she was out, and they locked her in the trunk. The suit shook each of the thugs hands, then got in the backseat of the car. The car drove off. Right, sex trafficking. Bane quickly formed a plan. He wished he'd had more time to put everything into place, but there was no time. Kali could be dead already. Bane waited for the blue car to pass, then got back in the car. He sighed.

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Kali struggled to breath. They had thrown her into a room and beat her until she passed out. When she woke up, she was blindfolded and her clothes were gone, and she was tied to the bed, just like before. Terror filled her as she heard the voices. They were betting. Who would last the longest? She groaned. Her ribs had to be broken. She could barely breath. Suddenly a hand was on her leg, and she screamed. There were hands everywhere, and pain, and laughter. She screamed until she couldn't scream anymore. Then she let the darkness take her.
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Bane drove up the entrance of the building. The guards seemed alarmed, and aimed their guns as he cut the engine and slowly, carefully climbed out. They stared at his mask.
"I was told I could buy a girl here." Bane stated as clearly as he could.
They glanced at each other, muttering in Russian. Bane heard the word "boss", and then one of them was going inside. Bane waited, and a moment later the guard returned, a very irritated man following. He was the man in the picture. The boss looked him over, special attention on his mask.
"I'm told you speak English?" He said roughly.
Bane nodded.
"And who informed you there were girls here?" He asked.
"A business man in the hotel I'm staying in." Bane replied.
The man eyed him for another moment.
"Alright. We have very few girls left, business has been good. First, my men will search you." He stated, then walked inside.

Bane sat in a very sparse room that contained only a few chairs and a small table in the corner. The "boss" was collecting the girls to show to him. He knew Kali was here somewhere. He'd spotted another strand of her hair outside, more than likely yanked out. The door opened, and five girls walked slowly inside, eyes downcast, shaking. They were filthy. Bane pretended what interest he could, and stood, pacing before them. He walked behind them as well, not really paying attention. He cleared his throat, facing the boss.

"I have one minor request. You see, I like a good time as much as the next guy, but I also enjoy particular needs. I have a tendency to... be too rough with the girls, if you know what I mean." Bane said dryly.
The boss smirked.
"When you buy them, they're yours, to do with as you please." He said.
"So you don't have any girls here you want dead?" Bane asked.
The boss's smirk faded. Suspicion flashed in his eyes.
"That's a very odd question. You think I'm holding off all the girls I have? Please. This is all I have. Take one or get the fuck out." He growled.
That was it. Bane knew he wouldn't be able to get Kali freely. He sighed. So be it.

He slammed a fist into the side of the man's head, sending him crumbling to the ground. The girls screamed and scattered to the edges of the room, staring at him.
"Get as far from here as you can. Go!" Bane hissed at them, and then went into the hallway.
The guards had heard the screams, and they were coming fast. Alarmed voices came from upstairs as well. Bane stepped into a side room and closed the door, waiting. A group walked by, and as the last was about to pass, Bane yanked open the door and grabbed him, pulling him back inside. He snapped his neck silently, and took his machine gun. The stairs were directly across from him, and his instincts told him Kali was upstairs. He opened the door again, very slowly, and then twisted into the hall, and fired at the group of men gathered at the other end while moving towards the stairs. He rushed up them two at a time, firing behind him as he went.

In a few moments, the building was silent. All the guards were dead or too wounded to move. Bane began searching each of the upstairs rooms. He found a large room with a few filthy beds in it, all with handcuffs or some other restraint attached. There was a piece of plywood covering one of the windows. This was where she escaped from. He moved on to the next room, and froze in the doorway. She was handcuffed to the bed, hands and feet, and she was completely naked. She was covered in vicious bruises and lots of blood. And she wasn't moving. Bane quickly went to her side, and with ease snapped the handcuffs from the bed.

"Kali. Kali, wake up." He urged. She had a pulse, but it was weak. She groaned, very quietly, and that was enough for him.
He pulled his knee length coat off and wrapped her in it, then carefully picked her up. He moved downstairs, wary of the guards that might still be alive. He put her in the backseat of the car, and then drove off quickly, like a madman. She needed a hospital, and she needed it now. Panic rose as the adrenaline wore off.

Don't let her die. Let he be ok. Please, let her be ok.

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