Chapter 3

Why I hate driving a tumbler

Pt. 1

"Well? Get in!"

"I don't know how to drive a damn tank!

"It's not a tank, it's a tumbler."

"Either way! I don't know how to drive it!"

"You don't know how to drive anything really."

"Shut your face Barsad! Nobody asked you!"

"You just did…?"

"BANE! Barsad's being difficult!"

"Actually little one, I believe it is you who is being difficult."

"Aww man! Not you too!"

Tex stood outside of the sewer entrance.

Everything had changed so drastically in the past couple of days, and she felt just completely overwhelmed.

7 Days ago

Tex stood with the ranks of the other men, watching as Bane confronted the Batman.

"Mr. Wayne!"

Several gasps could be audibly heard throughout the ranks, but not from her though. She was already aware of this new information; and it had completely rattled her to the core. Could such a rich man be a human just like us? Here he is, killing himself for us, does that mean that all rich people are like this way? No, most certainly Not! But…, perhaps not everyone is so bad.

She had not even uttered a word about it to Bane, but she understood what the consequences would be like if she ever so much as Dared Voice out these opinions.

But none the less, the seed of doubt had been planted up in her brain.

The fighting raged on, Batman trying viciously to land even one solid hit on the tank of a man known as Bane. Watching this broke my heart, I just couldn't bare it! That was, until the roof came crashing down around us. I was prepared however, as Barsad and I quickly covered our heads, him leaning slightly over me.

What I saw next stunned me. Just rooted me to the floor.

Bane lifted the batman above his great broad shoulders, and snapped Batman's spine over his knee as if it were nothing but a meager twig.

My breathing stopped, and I didn't even feel myself running over to them. Bane threw me a confused look, that turned to worried as I slowed my pace as I neared them. He expected me to look at him, not at the now partially mask-less Bruce Wayne.

As I slowly walked past Bane, I kneeled own next to the shivering male figure.

"You didn't kill him?"

"Of course not. His punishment must be more severe."

She glanced up and over her shoulders at him, and he saw the moistness gathering in her eyes, threatening to spill.

Bane did not like what the look in her eyes made him feel, and he went to grab her, before Barsad jumped in, saying,

"Sir, the jet is ready."

"Good. Just wait a moment."

She crawled over to his head, and rest it in her lap, petting the soft black hair.

"What are you doing?"

"Where are you going to take him?"

"That is none of your concern."

She gazed up at him, her tears now escapading down her cheeks, pouring from over her pale lower lids.

"Where. Are. You. Taking. Him. ?"

"Do not speak to me with that tone you."

He knelt behind her, prying her hands off of the injured mans bruised head.

"No! No! Let me go! Stop! No Bane NO!"

The Batman was carried away back up to the above surface, as
Bane walked to his room, still holding a still struggling Tex.

As soon as the curtain had slid closed behind him, he slammed her against the wall, her head bouncing off of it, making her head go into a tail-spin.

"What the Hell has gotten into you Tex?! You do not defy me, you do not question me, so why now? Why would you make such a caring display?!"

Tex gasped for air, as Bane held one hand on the front of her bulletproof vest, the other yanking her head back to ensure that her eyes indeed gazed deeply into his now.

"Where are you going to take him?"

He words were slow and hesitant, almost unsure like… not like her.

"The Pit. And there, he will mean the true meaning of suffering."

"You mean, you are going to put him through everything you went through… what the hell is Wrong With You?!"

Bane flinched, never had she reacted so hostile towards him before, never.

"He must learn."

"You're just jealous-"

*SLAM*

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH GIRL! IT IS NOT YOUR PLACE TO QUESTION ME! WHO THE HELL DOYOU THINK THAT YOU ARE! I SAVED YOU, I FIXED YOU, AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME? BETRAYAL?!"

"YOU ARE SO SELF-CENTERED! YOU'RE JUST BITTER ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU, SO YOU WANT TO MAKE SOMEBODY GO THROUGH THAT PAIN TO, TO JUSTIFY YOURS! YOU ARE NOT GOTHAMS' RECONING! YOU JUST FOLLOW TALIA AROUND LIKE A CIRCUS ANIMAL! USE YOUR OWN BRAIN FOR ONCE YOU BIG MINDLES OAF! BATMAN WAS RIGHT, YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A FUCKING MONSTER!"

*CRACK*

Tex skidded across the floor, both of her shoulders dislocated, and her head spinning.

Bane walked over to her, his boots squeaking as he crouched down to her eyes level. He took a firm yet steady grip on her chin, and forced her face close up to his.

"You are forgetting your place girl. You are very dear to me, and I am your protector, as long as you will stay by my side. But the exact Second that your loyalty begins to fade, I will not hesitate to kill you. Understand?"

Tex simply looked at him, and blinked once.

The then fell into blissful unconsciousness.