This is going to be a short chapter, only because it works for the timing of the story The next chapter will be out soon. I want you, the readers, to get a feel of the time pass, the drama of it.
Disclaimer: Don't own Bane, Joker, or any other TDK related content. Kali Blake is mine.
For the rest of the day, Kali sat slumped into the couch, staring at the blank television. Harley had tried to come to her, but when she did not respond to him, he lay in the corner looking at her sadly. Her mind was nothing but white noise, just static. Her breathing was shallow, dry, and each one burned up and down her throat. Reality was nowhere to be found.
It was getting dark when Harley began to growl low, then began to snarl at the back door. Kali did not look, did not register, what was going on until the sound of shattered glass filled her senses. Two men stood in the kitchen, a third fighting off Harley as he attacked the man's arm. All three wore all black, including masks that only revealed their eyes.
Harley let out a pain filled yelp and fell to the floor, a knife sticking out of his side. Kali could not move as they made their way to her. They were at ease, carefree, as they surrounded her. Still she did not move.
"So you're the pet?" One spoke tauntingly. The other two sneered.
"Well, orders are orders. Have some fun, get rid of the body. Are you going to fight, pet? It would make this so much more fun."
Kali blinked at the one speaking, no reaction in her expression. Her eyes trailed back to Harley, who lay horribly still on the kitchen floor. She did not resist, moved like a zombie, as they pulled her fro the couch and began shoving her towards the shattered door. She walked over the fallen pieces of glass barefoot, eyes never leaving Harley. Her mind finally kicked in, and it came in screaming.
In a flash, Kali was on the floor, picking up a long jagged piece of glass. Even as it cut deep into her hand, she swung it, slashing across the eyes of one of the men. She twisted, breaking free of the grip of another, and plunged the glass into his face. It pulled back out only halfway before snapping off. The third was on her, knife flying at her chest. She swung her hand, blood flying from the bleeding wound, blinding him.
She slashed his throat open, and he fell to his knees, gurgling, clutching frantically as his blood gushes out with every beat of his heart. She collected the fallen knife from the floor, turning on the other two. She cut their throats in a moment. She stood there, looking at her bloody hands, at all the blood surrounding her. She was not afraid, not stunned. She only felt the fire rage, its warmth, its burning satisfaction, filling her veins.
She dropped beside Harley, touching him carefully. His eyes twitched. She had to get him to a vet, fast. She went to grab a blanket, to use to carry him, when she heard a slow, small applause fill the large space. A shadow stood at the other door, slowly approaching.
A woman, slight and tiny compared to Kali's height and curves, walked into the light of the kitchen. There was approval in her eyes, one Kali didn't understand. She looked at the three fallen attackers with a scowl, before turning her smiling gaze back to Kali.
"Well, I most certainly did not expect that." She said lightly, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Kali spat, kneeling next to Harley as he let out a low whine.
"Your pet is running out of time, so this will have to be brief. I am Talia al Ghul, commander of the League of Shadows. Bane and I are close friends. I came here to kill you, so he would let go and focus on the task at hand. It's rather cruel, what you did to him. Making him second guess his only goal in life. Anyhow, I underestimated the situation, and you. I think you would be interested in joining our cause." Talia spoke smoothly, pulling the blanket from the couch hat Kali had been going for earlier.
"What cause?" Kali questioned as Talia knelt on the other side of Harley, rolling the blanket up close beside him.
"To teach the world a lesson. To show the world how poisonous hope can be. To make it pay for the cruelty innocent people like us have suffered." She spoke, emotions running through her voice.
"To have purpose again." She spoke more softly.
"What do I need to do?" Kali asked.
"You will be taught the necessary skills to survive our cause. To be one of many weapons enforced. And, you will have the chance to see Bane again. And your father. I'm sure he mentioned Gotham City?" She questioned as she carefully lifted Harley, and Kali pulled the blanket under him.
"The man, Batman, killed my father there not long ago. He is our target, his city our victim. Join us, and know the world will remember the lesson we taught it, forever."
Kali sat still for a moment, and the fire roared in her ears. To make the world pay.
"I'll do it."
Sorry it was so short, but as I said, it has its purpose. Reviews please!