Chapter 4: He called the Batman

(Later at White's Residence…)

Back at the White household, Margaret was making a dress while singing along to a record playing 'Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy'. She sat by her work bench amidst all her sewing equipment which included, but not limited to: Her sewing machine, measuring table, some pins, and other seamstress tools. She cut out some fabric with the large pair of scissors, humming to herself.

"Brightly beams Our Father's mercy From His lighthouse evermore But to us He gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore Let the lower lights be burning" Margaret sings.

Later, Margaret finally approached the closet and unlocked the deadbolt. Opening the door, she found Carrie sound asleep on the floor. She knelt down and rubbed a hand along Carrie's head and shoulder, stirring her awake.

"Did you finish your prayers, little girl?" Margaret asked in concern.

"Yes, Mama." Carrie whispered, sitting up.

"That's my good girl." Margaret approved, kissing her forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Mama." Carrie spoke softly.

(The Next Day…)

Date: Tuesday 18th June 2013

Time: 8:15pm

(Later, Ewen High School, at Gym Class…)

Outside the school football field, Chris and all her Ultras friends stood outside waiting for gym class. Rita blew her whistle drawing the girls' attention. The boys races off the field as the girls lined up. Rita seemed pleasantly cheerful today.

"All right, stand up, line up please." Rita ordered. "You have a big week coming up. A big month, actually. Probably the biggest month of your lives. Prom and then graduation. Are you excited?"

All the girls smiled and laughed in agreement, as Rita smiled toward them.

"Probably all have your dresses, have your dates by now." Rita replied.

Rita walked over toward Chris till they were able to see each other eye to eye.

"What about you, Chris?" Rita asked in concern. "Who's the lucky guy?"

"Billy Nolan." Chris responded. "You don't know him. He doesn't go to this school."

But all at once, Rita's expression shifted from cheerful to accusatory in a matter of seconds.

"Are you gonna get him a boutonniere?" Rita asked in concern. "Or are you just gonna pin a bloody tampon to his lapel?"

"I so don't need to hear this." Chris sighed with an eye roll.

Chris turned to walk away, clearly in no mood for a lecture. But she hadn't gone far when Rita blocked her path.

"You're not going anywhere." Sue replied.

Rita walked Chris back in loon, then walked toward Sue.

"What about you, Sue?" Rita asked in concern. "Are you and Tommy busy campaigning to be prom king and queen? I would have voted for you... Not now."

Without waiting for Sue's response, the teacher backed away to address the entire line-up of girls. The fury was plain to see upon her eyes.

"You all did a shitty thing yesterday." Sue addressed them all. "A really shitty thing. And one you had the audacity to post a video. Somebody made a video of it?"

"This is bullshit." Chris yelled out.

"That's it." Rita declared. "Thanks to Miss Hargensen, you can run suicides."

The groaned over the idea of doing suicide drills for a punishment. Basically, for those not familiar with the 'suicide drills': It began with a sprint from one cone to the next. Once there, the object was to kneel down and touch the cone. Then it was a matter of running back to the first, then running to the next farthest away till all the cones are touched. And as if that wasn't enough... they'd have to do the 'whole' obstacle course all over again!

"I'm not doing it." Chris replied.

"That's up to you." Rita smirked. "That's up to all of you, but anyone who stops running is suspended. And if you're suspended, you don't go to prom."

The other girls faced each other in horror over what was just heard. Either they partake in the suicides, or they can refuse and miss their one chance to make high school memories 'forever'. And all because of 'one' prank. Rita soon turned and looked straight into Sue's eyes.

"While you're running, I'd like you all to think long and hard... about what it would be like to be Carrie White. The Bat." Sue replied.

"Fuck. my phone dropped and was destroyed by the Bat. I got mad." Chris replied.

"You saw the Bat, right?" Rita asked in concern.

"Yeah." Sue replied, as she nodded yes.

All the girls began to run the suicides, as Rita drilled them along the way.

(Meanwhile…)

Outside the school, the bell rings as Margaret's car pulls toward the curb. Margaret kissed Carrie upon the cheek, the latter dressed in a multitude of layers. A jacket, a flannel shirt, a skirt, her hair tied in a braid, and wearing a cross necklace. Clearly, Margaret wanted her to dress as conservatively as possible. And on that note... she succeeded.

"I'll be okay, Mama." Carrie insisted.

"I'm going to leave work early today and pick you up after school." Margaret replied.

Margaret kept close watch on Carrie, who slowly walked inside the school feeling as though her mother was watching her every step of the way. Soon as Margaret finally pulled away, Carrie turned back and breathed a sigh of relief. Due to her experience the night before and Jacob implanting the idea in her head that she wouldn't remember anything, she was completely clueless as to what actually happened. Thankfully, she turned around just in time to stop herself from running into a certain boy she'd already run into before.

Carrie in her casual shy tone, as she and shocked walked down the hall, to their lockers, only to find them vandalised with the words: "The Bat-Fuck!" spray-painted in silver.

"What the- The bat-fuck? The Bat?" Carrie asked in concern.

"The Bat?" The student boy asked in concern.

Carrie turned to them.

"I don't get it." The student boy 2 replied.

"The Bat? Who is that?" The student girl asked in concern.

Carrie turned to them.

"He's called Batman." The student girl 2 replied.

"Batman." Carrie replied.

As Carrie quickly went off to the bathroom, as they had been excused from Gym Class by Miss Desjardin and Principal Morton due to the tampon incident with Chris yesterday…

(Later in the Girls' bathroom…)

Carrie thought the door to the bathroom and she was breathing heavily to the mirror. Carrie was amazed and shocked, but Carrie never seen or anyone she knew be able to rip a metal locker door open like that…

"Oh my God. Batman." Carrie replied.

Carrie's pointing touches the mirror to the wall.

"What the…" Carrie was shocked.

The purple are eyes and they in the mirror were broken.

"What the-?" Carrie was shocked.

The purple eyes punched & smashed in the mirror.

"Ahhh, oh my God!" Carrie screamed.

The purple eyes were gone in the mirror. Carrie stopped screaming, breathing heavily & shocked. The student girl in the girls' bathroom.

"Hey." The student girl replied, as she walked & appeared behind Carrie.

"W-what?" Carrie asked in concern as she turned around to the student girl.

"Are you okay?" The student girl asked in concern.

"Uh. I-I-I'm fine." Carrie replied.

"What happened?" The student girl asked in concern.

"Uh, it's nothing." Carrie replied.

"You are screaming?" The student girl asked in concern.

"Yeah. I'm okay." Carrie replied.

"Oh my God, the mirror was broken." The student girl replied, as she saw the mirror was broken.

"Yeah." Carrie replied, as she turned to her.

"You saw something?" The student girl asked in concern.

"Yeah." Carrie replied.

"You sure?" The student girl asked in concern.

"Yeah. I screamed at the thing." Carrie replied.

"Oh, too bad." The student girl replied.

"Yeah. Excuse me." Carrie replied, as she grabbed her schoolbag.

"Where are you going?" The student girl asked in concern.

"I don't know. It's okay. I'm fine." Carrie replied, as she walked out in the girls' bathroom.

"Yeah, too." The student girl replied.

Carrie entered the school stairs and paused.

"Batman. Wait a minute, Bruce Wayne. That's it. I'm going to the Library." Carrie replied.

Carrie walked and quickly went off to the library.

(Later, at Gym class outside…)

Rita blew her whistle, pressing the girls to keep going. The whole time the girls sprinted across the field. They were sore, tired, and panting for breath, clearing having been at this for a while. The girls eventually broke into pairs while they continued their suicide drills.

"She can't do this to me." Chris grunted.

"Just let it go, Chris." Sue insisted. "We're almost done."

"Then every day this week? All because of Carrie White? Like hell I will." Chris shouted.

"Keep moving, Hargensen." Rita ordered. "Keep running or you're not going to prom."

"Fuck you!" Chris snapped. "This is child abuse."

Rita stopped in her tracks, she glared toward the girl. Even Sue, Chris's closest friend, was shocked by her choice of words. Rita approached Chris, who merely got right up in her face.

"What did you say to me?" Rita asked in concern.

"I'm not going to run another goddamn inch because Carrie White got her period and was too stupid to know what it was. There is no Bat!" Chris replied.

"What?" Sue asked, in disbelief.

"You're suspended. You're out of prom and you're out of my class. Now." Rita shouted, turning to leave.

"No." Chris snapped.

"No?" Rita whipped around.

"You can't decide that." Chris declared, facing the girls for support. "She can't do this to us."

"Goodbye, Chris. The rest of you, keep at it." Sue replied.

"Someone could die of dehydration. Tina, you have a heart condition, right? If we all stick together, they're not going to suspend all of us. They're not going to keep us all from prom. There would be no prom. Nicki, Lizzy?" Chris in concern.

But sadly, the other girls didn't appear convinced at all.

"Let's go, ladies!" Rita called out.

"Heather? This is bullshit!" Chris insisted. "We didn't do anything wrong."

It was then Chris started to realize she's truly alone in all this. Not another girl among the group was budging an inch.

"All right, let's go." Rita shouted again.

"Right, Sue?" Chris begged, taking her arm. "You're with me on this, right? Come on. Sue."

And almost immediately, Sue pulled her arm from Chris' grip. Her facial expression was more than enough to tell Chris, 'No!'.

"Come on." Sue told the girls.

"Keep going, ladies." Rita replied.

Soon Sue and the other girls kept with their sprints, while Rita encouraged the group to keep going. It didn't take long for Chris to realize what she had gotten herself into. It wasn't enough that she got suspended from school, but now she won't be going to the prom. And all because of one practical joke against Carrie.

"This isn't over." Chris shook her head. "This isn't over by a long shot. That's Carrie White."

Chris soon stormed off the field, shedding her tears while the other girls kept exercising. But brewing deep within that sadistic mind of hers, a plot of revenge was slowly developing.

(At the Galaxy…)

Location: The Farthest Reaches of Space. In Orbit above a dying world

"Another culture preserved before its extinction. Not all are so fortunate." The green man replied.

"Subspace data burst received from drone 83620187473." The voice replied.

"Display." The green man replied.

"Priority: urgent. Earth. Confirmed presence of class ultra invasive species. Kryptonian." The voice replied.

Earth was the hologram.

"After 32.4 galactic time increments, one is revealed to have…escaped? Earth's unevolved interspecies balance is in critical danger." The green man replied.

The all city to muslem. The green man looked up at the red controls. He looked at Earth as a hologram. The green man had purple eyes and a purple brain to his head and his suit to purple, black & gray.

"This rogue Kryptonian must be collected by Brainiac." The green man, who was a machine, calling Brianiac, replied.

To Be Continued…