Hey, guess what? On 3/9/2023, I rewrote some important plot stuff in chapter 2 that might be beneficial to the story! LOL, it seemed I wasn't entirely sure what to do with the story until now! But now I think I picked a good starting concept for the Batman side of things! Go back and read the part where Black Mask and Two-Face are introduced if you don't mind? It'll let you know what events are taking place. ;)
Now, for the chapter! :D
Industrial District
8:28 PM
- Aang and Toph -
Toph was shot in the right shin.
"AAAUUGHHH!" Toph yelled in agony, feeling the searing pain of something entering her shin and coming out behind her lower leg at such a fast rate. It felt...excruciatingly horrible.
The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt before. It didn't seem like an arrow wound, this one felt much faster as it went through. It certainly seemed a lot deadlier than an ordinary arrow, the projectile making her leg weak and spasming as she went back and landed on her butt.
"AAAUUGHHH! UUUUGH!" Toph groaned and yelled out loudly, her hands wrapped around her shin as she grasped the gunshot wound that was now bleeding profusely. "AAH! AAAAH! O-OH, FUCK! FUUUUCK!"
Two-Face, still on the ground, prepared to aim the gun at Aang next.
But he didn't get the time to do so, as Batman thrust a kick at Two-Face's gun, knocking it out of his hand, and then round-house kicked him in the face, sending him back down the alley where Deadshot and Black Mask were.
Aang meanwhile, though, was looking on at Toph in horror as he saw the amount of pain she was in.
Usually, Toph would shrug off whatever pain that's been inflicted on her, mostly because she never once has been hit with earthbending. She has been hit with airbending and waterbending at a time, and even though she was hit by firebending, she only complained about it, but she was never hurt badly.
This, however...was different.
She was in actual pain.
He sees the blood seeping out of her wound, grasping it like her life depends on it. Never in Aang's life of knowing Toph, she would yell out in pain like that. And when he saw her on the ground injured, cursing, and sounding like she was in agony, it...honestly frightened him.
Toph was the strongest person he knew...and seeing her like this...
Her sightless eyes were even tearing up, the pain was just so unbearable to her.
Aang looked down at Toph, unable to speak as his eyes were wide with shock, seeing his friend get taken down by a weapon...a weapon that really hurt Toph...
Toph...they...they really hurt her!
He was completely scared for her...she was really injured...
...They...They hurt my friend...
It was at that moment, something stirred inside Aang. A rush of righteous anger overflooded his being, his body tense as his hands clenched into fists. A surge of power emerged into his very center, deep within his soul as there were more and more souls coming through the plane of the living inside of Aang. Each had different lives, different powers, and different outlooks...yet, they all shared one thing in common...they had a destiny.
While all of the Avatars' combined understandings of the Avatar State came through, Aang suddenly remembered past lives, recalled jumbled outlooks, and felt the powers of each person from long ago grow in number as they all mixed in with each of their bending experiences inside him.
However, while his past lives had their control of the Avatar State, Aang's mind is still in turmoil, unable to control the rush of...everything.
And then...Aang's vision suddenly went white.
Meanwhile, Batman faced the two crime lords, one assassin, and some of their unconscious goons.
"Dent! You coward!" Batman snarled at Two-Face.
Getting slowly up from the kick, Two-Face spat out some blood, "It ain't cowardly if those kids pose some kind of threat!"
Batman could hear two of Two-Face's henchmen getting up rather sluggishly behind him. He was now surrounded.
Damn! I might need a smoke bomb for this.
Before he could quickly get some smoke bombs out from his utility belt, he heard a shout from Black Mask.
"Don't move, Bat-Freak!" Black Mask was then carrying what looked like a missile launcher. He got it from a long suitcase that his men and Two Face's men were bringing out, which was what Two-Face was trying to purchase.
When Two-Face saw that Black Mask was carrying the merchandise, he shouted out, "What the hell are you doing, Sionis!?"
"Sorry, Dent! But this is the last fuckin' time Bats is going to ruin my deals!" Black Mask exclaimed as he aimed the weapon at Batman.
Batman grimaced, now knowing that throwing a smoke bomb would be useless, as it would make him and everyone else unable to see where the missile would be aiming and coming from. He also had to watch out for the kids...
"Say goodnight, Batman!" Black Mask was about to pull the trigger, when-
"Um...Black Mask? Sir?" Deadshot said as he looked at something happening behind Batman with wide shocked eyes.
"What!? What could you possibly say to make me stall-" Black Mask turned his head at Deadshot, but saw that he was looking at something else...
Upon following the direction where Deadshot was looking, Black Mask's eyes were also wide with shock as his mouth dropped slightly.
"...What...in the...?" Black Mask muttered.
Even Two-Face looked on at the spectacle in shock.
Batman, wondering what they were looking at, and also wondering what kind of white glow was emerging from behind him, briefly turned around to see...
...Batman's eyes also went wide in shock.
Then two of Two-Face's henchmen turned around to see...
…Aang in the Avatar State.
Powerful gusts of wind, dirt, and dust were swirling around him, shooting upward to make some kind of reverse tornado that was going up in the night sky, while fiery flames were materializing into thin air. The moisture from the ground was lifted up and swung around into the air, creating steam as it swirled into the myriad of other elements, the tornado creating a surge of unnatural energy.
Aang glowed a fierce holy white as he began to levitate off the ground, his eyes glowing luminously as he emitted the power from the past Avatars. His face was twisted into an angry look, a snarl as he gritted his teeth, raising his fists up to his chest.
At that moment, everyone came to the conclusion...
This kid was mad.
Batman looked on in awe as he gazed at this kid, wondering what kind of spectacle he was seeing.
The criminals, however, looked like they were gonna crap their pants.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Two-Face yelled out in confused terror.
The two henchmen that were in front of Aang looked on in horror, until one of them said, "Nope! No way, man! I'm out! I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I am not going to be zapped out of existence or something!"
"Ditto!" said the other henchman. They all turned and ran past Batman, Deadshot, Black Mask, and Two-Face, running the whole way down the alley.
"Um...should we be worried!?" Deadshot asked either one of them.
Black Mask shook his head to get the shock out of him and yelled out, "Deadshot, what are you doing!? Shoot whatever the fuck that kid is!"
Deadshot looked back at Aang, who was still levitating in place as his face was in an angry scowl.
"..." Deadshot sighed, "This has been one hell of a night!" he raised his arm to try and shoot the boy with his arm cannon.
But Batman was prepared for that, as he swung a batarang at Deadshot, the projectile hitting his arm.
"Augh!" Deadshot exclaimed as his arm went up after being hit by the batarang, the cannon shooting a small missile that shot up in the air. The missile went up until it made a small explosion.
BOOM!
Then, Batman threw a bolas at Black Mask. The bolas wrapped around Black Mask's arms, making him drop the missile launcher and making him fall to the ground.
"GAH!" Black Mask exclaimed.
Batman then shoots his bat claw that was on his wrist and lets it grab the dazed Deadshot by the arm, the one that he was aiming Aang with. He roughly pulled the extension of the bat claw, and dragged Deadshot toward him, which the Caped Crusader reared his fist back and then-
WHAM!
-punched Deadshot in the face, knocking him out!
Once Two-Face saw that Black Mask was immobilized, he exclaimed, "Oh screw this!" and got yet two more handguns out of his suit, each in his hands, "Two times two is the charm!" He then started firing them at Aang.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Two-Face kept firing each gun until he was all out of bullets, but he never got the chance to empty all of them out, as Batman threw another fast batarang to his right gun hand, making his hand go to his left gun hand, and knocking them away from Aang. Batman rushed over to Two-Face and first elbowed him in the face, getting him off balance, and then started punching him in the arms to release his grip on the guns, his chest, and soon his face.
"ACK! OOF!" And after one final blow to Two-Face's face, he went down like a light.
Batman quickly turned around to see what the damage was for the kid...
...and it was then, that he saw that this kid had some kind of elemental force shield where the bullets that were shot at him...didn't affect him in the slightest. The bullets looked to have been deflected and fallen to the ground as they hit Aang's force field.
Batman's eyes widened at this show of power.
Then, Aang spoke.
"You...You hurt my friend..."
Batman decided to somehow try to calm this kid down.
"Hold on, kid. Just calm down."
"...You...hurt...my friend!"
"No, I didn't! The man known as Two-Face did! He's dealt with now!"
"...You...didn't...hurt my...friend?" Aang's scowl then began to lessen.
"Yes! I didn't! Two-Face, Black Mask, and these thugs are taken care of!"
"...Taken...care..." Aang, while in Avatar State, looked down at Toph, who was squirming in pain at the gun wound on her leg. "...Take...care..." Aang then winced, now reaching for his tattooed head as if to clear his mind, "Take...c-care…"
Batman kept going watching Aang's movements as he set his attention to Toph, "Yes! That's right! We need to take care of your friend! She's injured! She's really hurt!"
"...Take...care..." Aang said, his voice coming back to him.
Batman let out a mental sigh of relief. "That's right...it's gonna be okay."
The power that Aang was emitting out of himself started to gradually go away, fading away from existence. He lowered himself down onto the ground, and when he did, he began to wobble on his feet. The Dark Knight rushed over to the kid and caught him, looking like he was about to fall over.
"I..." Aang closed his eyes tightly and opened them. Upon remembering the source of his outburst, he looked down at Toph, his mind now clear as he exclaimed, "Toph!"
"Don't worry. We'll get her some medical attention."
"I..." he looked up at Batman and said gratefully, "Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet. Hold on."
Batman then let go of Aang and pressed something on his top wrist. He then directed his attention back to Aang, "I'll carry her. Follow me."
"Uh, o-okay," Aang complied, a little in awe right now.
As Batman went over to Toph, he carefully got her up and carried her over his shoulder. The girl kept groaning in pain, but she didn't resist being carried either way. She didn't really seem to care that she was carried around like a sack of potatoes.
"Hold on, Toph, we'll get you a medic," Aang reassured her. He turned to the criminals that were either knocked out or tied up, "What should we do with them?"
"Leave them. I'll let the police know they're here." Batman said, "Come on."
"Police?" Aang asked Batman, but he didn't answer back as he was running ahead of him, "Um...o-okay then," he began to run as well, but at a lesser pace.
As they left them behind, Black Mask, who was tied up and lying on the ground, growled in anger. "Damn you, Bat! One day, one day I will rip your bat ears and feed them to you! This ain't over, you hear me!? NOT, OVER!"
Batman stopped for a moment and cursed, "Damn. Didn't knock out Black Mask."
Once Aang went up to Batman, he said, "Oh, you want him knocked out? Uh, h-hold on," he turned around and slammed his foot on the ground, sliding it upward to let the trail of earthbending emerge and go towards Black Mask.
The rocky trail shot through the ground and once it came up to Black Mask, a piece of rock jutted out of it and struck him hard in the head!
"UGH!" Black Mask rolled over in the air and landed on his back. "Uuuugh..."
Now, he was knocked out cold.
Batman looked at the display of earthbending for a moment...and back at Aang, simply saying, "Nicely played."
"Uh, thanks!" Aang said with a sheepish grin.
"Hm. Now let's get moving."
"Right!"
And so they left the scene...
8:31 PM
Once they got out of the alleyway, Batman stopped on the curb of an empty street, which Aang was following close behind.
"Uh, why did we stop?" Aang asked him.
"You'll see," Batman said as he waited while carrying Toph.
"Why do you talk like that?" asked Aang curiously.
"To disguise my voice."
"Oh...why?"
"You're asking too many questions, kid."
Toph groaned, "He's kind of like that," she said as she winced at the now dulling pain emerging from the gunshot wound. The severe pain died down, but it still ached immensely, "But he's right. Why are you talking like that? It's not your real voice."
Batman stood silent...until an advanced-looking car came barrelling through and parked near the curb where they were. Aang jumped back in surprise.
"AH!" Aang exclaimed as he heard and saw the tank-looking thing coming up to them. The top part of the car then opened up, letting there be two seats there. "Whoa!"
"Get in," Batman advised Aang as he quickly, but carefully put Toph on the seat near them. He ran around the other side of the car and jumped in the driver's seat.
"Um...o-okay..." Aang looked at the two seats, "T-There are two seats, though."
"Compromise. Now squeeze in. You want your friend to be taken care of, do you?"
"Oh, u-uh, y-yeah! S-Sorry!" Aang then got in carefully, so as to not accidentally brush against Toph's wound. Once he got in the seat, he realized how close he is to Toph in her new attire, along with her hair down…
Her hair was also long...and it was slightly touching his frame-
"Buckle up and hold on," Batman told them as he hit some switches and buttons.
"Buckle up? What do you-huh-hey, wha-Toph!?" Aang exclaimed in surprise as Toph wrapped her arms around his left arm. The top doors were also closing in on them.
"I don't know what kind of machine we're in, okay!? I'm just gonna take Deep Voice's advice!" Toph said, "...J-Just don't take this personally, alright!?" she added with a small blush on her face.
"Uh, o-okay!" Aang said with a nervous gulp, his face emitting a little blush as well.
Wh-Why am I so nervous all of a sudden? I mean, this is Toph! ...Who's in a different and slightly more...revealing attire? I mean, I-I don't think it's too revealing...I just never realized that she has...well, a pretty body? Oh man, that sounds weird...I mean, her hair really compliments her entire frame quite nicely-ack! Okay, seriously, get it together here, Aang! What's wrong with you!? You like Katara! And Toph is seriously injured! Her leg is bleeding, so it's not right to think that way about your friend! ...Oh wait, she hasn't stopped bleeding. ...Oh... Aang thought frantically and anxiously as he felt a little queasy upon glancing at the bloody gunshot wound on Toph's leg that could very well go on his leg.
...Wow, Twinkletoes has some muscles on his arm now...huh, who would've thought? ...His heartbeat is going up, though...really fast...why is that? I mean, I hung onto his arm before, and his heart hadn't been going wild...is it this attire I'm wearing? Or...maybe it's my hair? ...Okay, stop that! You're acting stupid! Also, I am in no way self-conscious! I just...well, damn, Twinkles, why is your heartbeat going so fast!? Maybe I should just let go of his arm...I mean, it's clear that he's feeling uncomfortable, right? Toph thought, not at all feeling self-conscious of why Aang was reacting like that...and maybe not trying to feel Aang's muscles on his arm.
Batman just sent a message to someone on his car's console and glanced at the two kids, seeing their readings behind his visor and cowl to give him a clue of what their state was.
...Hm...they're nervous. Their heartbeats are going fast...kids these days.
Once he pushed the last button, the engines roared to life, scaring the two younger pre-teens.
"ACK!" Aang exclaimed as he jumped in his seat.
"WHOA!" Toph exclaimed as she held onto Aang's arm tighter.
"Now would be the time to hold onto something," Batman told them.
"U-Uh, wh-where are we going to help Toph!?" Aang decided to ask as he yelled it over the engines roaring.
Batman paused in silence. Feeling as if he didn't hear him, Aang was about to ask again, when Batman replied, "We're going over to someone I know. She'll take care of your friend."
"Oh. Oka-AAAAAAAHHHH!" Aang yelled out as the vehicle surged forward down the street.
"AAAAAAHHHH!" Toph screamed in shock and proceeded to hold onto Aang for dear life.
And just like that, the Batmobile shot off into the streets of Gotham.
Somewhere in the Park Row Area
8:35 PM
- Zuko and Katara -
Speaking of speeding into the streets, Blake's patrol car zoomed through them to chase the carrier van that didn't stop at the four-way intersection stop...while Zuko and Katara were being flung around like ragdolls in the back.
They ride down different streets, the carrier van going through some alleys to try and shortcut their way out, but the cop car was still following it. It was then, after three minutes of chasing the van, the vehicle in question went into another alleyway, and soon, made turns in it to stop at a dead end. The cop car began to slow down and stopped behind the van.
Blake put the car in park, reached for his two-way radio walkie-talkie, and said to it, "Okay. Stopped a carrier van from speeding. Looks pretty shady, might be carrying a cargo of something. I think I got this, but just in case, request some backup. Bolles is patrolling right now around the East End. Over and out," putting the receiver back on the radio, he turned to the teens in the back, saying, "Sorry you guys got to be involved in all of this, but I suggest you two stay in the car to be safe."
...Zuko and Katara just looked frazzled and were trying to get all of their bearings together after the wild ride they had.
Seeing that they were recovering from his driving, Blake just smiled sheepishly and said, "Just, uh...stay here, okay?"
"I don't think we have a choice," Zuko muttered shaking his head to clear it.
"Yeah..." Katara said as she felt dizzy while holding onto her head.
"Um...right," Blake said, a little embarrassed. He then opened his driver's door and got out, closing it. He walked over to the driver's side of the van, the window up and black-tinted.
Hmm...that's usually not a good sign.
Blake knocked on the window, "Hey. Do you realize how fast you were going?"
...The driver didn't roll down the window...
Blake frowned at that. "Hey. Roll down the window."
...Still no answer...
"Hey! Anyone in there!?" Blake began to say louder.
Meanwhile, with Zuko and Katara, they sat in the back seat quietly...
"...Should we really stay here in this...thing?" Katara asked Zuko.
"I mean...I don't really see any indication of how to get out of this contraption..." Zuko looked around at the inside of the vehicle, seeing that the rear doors don't have any handles in the interior, "...and, uh, Blake did ask...nicely...uh, either way, I don't think we should talk too much with this Blake person. He sounds kind of suspicious of us right now."
"Yeah, I picked up on that," Katara agreed, "I mean, I feel like if we say something that's remotely true about our situation, he'll think we're crazy. I mean...kind of ironic, cause everything else around here looks crazy. Even the people here look kind of...different?" she looked at Zuko to see if he was thinking the same thing.
"No, you're right. Some have different shades of skin and their eyes look...well, a lot open, I guess." Zuko tried to explain, "And some are wearing the same weird clothes we're wearing...well, maybe except for Blake and that Bolles guy. They're wearing the same thing...maybe they're the authority here?"
"I mean...they seem to act like it. Maybe they are..." Katara looked forward at the radio on the other side of the barred window, the device on the dashboard of the car. "...This place is also very advanced."
"Yeah...nothing like the Fire Nation would make...uh, I mean, cause, you know..." Zuko looked embarrassed, "I mean, we're kind of like...you know, industrial in nature."
Katara looked at him with a humorful expression, "Are you seriously thinking I would be offended by that?"
"I mean...no. I just...well, my country did so much to...you know...cause damage...t-to you and to Aang...plus everyone else," Zuko frowned as he looked down, shame starting to form.
Katara understood what Zuko was trying to convey and gave him a soft smile as she put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Zuko...don't worry. We forgive you...I...I forgive you."
Zuko turned his attention to her and smiled.
She smiled back but also frowned as she looked at the scar on his face when she remembered something.
"Did...Did your father really...I mean, did he...do that to you?" Katara asked as she pointed to the left side of her face to indicate what she meant.
...Zuko winced, saying, "He did..."
Katara was silent, slightly shocked to hear that again...
Before she could say anything else to voice her own thoughts, though-
Back to Blake...
"Hey! Get out of the car!" Blake commanded.
Then-
BAR-CRASH-CRACKLE!
A strong-looking fist and arm came bursting out of the dark-tinted window!
The arm and fist hit Blake's face as the glass particles of the window came flying out of it. Blake was knocked back, his face cut with glass while being sent to a wall, slamming his back against it as he slid down in a daze.
Upon seeing Blake get thrown back, Zuko and Katara direct their attention to the scene in shock.
"Whoa!" Zuko exclaimed.
"Oh my gosh!" Katara exclaimed also.
The arm went back into the van...and the driver's door opened.
Out came out...a hulk of a man.
The man was wearing what seemed to be some kind of...suit? He had a black mask draped over his head with white markings where his eyes and mouth were. His eyes were also red and his arms were bare and strong, very strong, bulking with muscle. Wearing a black wifebeater shirt over his impressive bulky chest, as well as brown pants with a black belt and boots on, he also has...tubes on him. Two tubes on his arms, and one at the back of his head. Lastly, he was tall, maybe above six feet.
He looked pretty dangerous from what Zuko and Katara could see.
The huge man went over to Blake, strutting as he slowly made his way over to him.
"Zuko! We got to help him!" Katara said.
"Right! Hold on!" Zuko then tried to find some way to open the car door but found nothing. "Damn!" He cursed hitting the side of his fist at the door but quickly thought of something that might work. "Katara, move back! I'm gonna fire kick this door open!"
"Okay!" Katara got further back to the other side of the car and Zuko got enough room to do a fire kick.
"HYAH!" Zuko shouted out as he made a strong fire kick that broke the hinges off the door and the glass as well. The fire blast loosened the door, and Zuko decided to make some average but strong kicks at it again to break it off. Once he did the fourth kick, the door shot out and noisily landed on the ground.
The man turned his head to look at where the noise came from and saw two teenagers coming out of the car. He was in the process of lifting Blake up with his right huge hand around his throat, as the cop was struggling to break free from his grip. He also seemed to be crushing something in his other hand that was on Blake's person as well, probably his weapon.
Upon looking at the two teens, the man scoffed, "Hmph..."
Zuko and Katara got into bending stances as they neared the scene.
"Leave him alone!" Katara yelled out to him.
The man sneered, "I would find this adorable...mere children facing something bigger than them...however, I am not one to play games right now. Run along if you wish to be broken."
"You're not going to harm him!" Zuko exclaimed with a glare.
"Tch! Alright then. If you choose to be a hero, then you will join him." the man then threw the discarded weapon to the side, and threw Blake at the feet of the kids.
Katara knelt down next to Blake's tossed form and asked him, "Are you alright?"
Blake coughed up a bit and sat up, but then his attention went to the large muscular man with wide eyes. "It...It's Bane!"
"Bane?" Zuko asked puzzled.
"I myself do not tend to break adolescents, but since you have chosen your fate, I'll make this an exception," Bane said threateningly as he walked menacingly toward them.
The benders got back into positions, with Katara going first on being ready to strike first as she looked around the area to see that there were some water puddles nearby around the alley. She made motions with her hands and arms as she gathered the water from the puddles to form it into a wavy blob and soon into a watery whip.
The man froze in his steps, genuinely surprised at this development.
"What the...are you a bruja?" the man asked her.
"Don't know what that is, but if you take one step closer, I will freeze you!" Katara warned him.
"Freeze? Are you an apprentice of Victor's?" the man asked, now intrigued.
"I don't know who that is!" Katara said with a glare.
"This is your last warning! Don't make us use our bending!" Zuko warned him.
"Bending?" the man raised an eyebrow, "...Who are you ninos?"
"Bane! What's taking so long!? Hurry up!" said another man's voice from inside the van.
Zuko and Katara turned their attention to the van and the voice that came out of it.
"There are more adversaries out here! I would advise you and Waylon to get out here and help out your comrade!" the man known as Bane hollered out.
"You? Needing our help? I never thought I see the day!" the voice said in a cynical tone.
"Just get Waylon out here!" Bane growled, "These new arrivals are not what they appear! We may need your toxin to do the trick!"
"Alright then," said the voice. The sound of a door closing as well as approaching footsteps were coming from the other side of the van. Once that person made himself known as he went around the front of the van...
Zuko and Katara's eyes widened in shock at the appearance of this other man.
The man was wearing...what seemed to be a burlap sack over his head with eyeholes cut out for him to see. Where his mouth was, there was a protruding mouthpiece with two bulbs on each side of it. He was also wearing a brown cloak jacket with a hoodie over his burlap-sacked head. Other attires he was wearing were a red shirt underneath his cloak and black pants with some boots on. To complete his look, he has a noose around his neck. But the other thing that caught their attention was that this man's right hand looked...absolutely deadly. It looked like a long-needled claw, each of the digits having long needle fingers. His hand also looked like it was linked to something that was inside his cloak.
Other than that, this man looked...morbidly grim.
The man looked at the two teens and the cop with a raised eyebrow. "This is what you need help...with?" he then saw that Katara was controlling the water with her hands. "...My, that is interesting."
"Who are you?" Zuko asked the cloaked man as he aimed his stance at him.
"I think the question here, is...what do you fear?" the man said in a dark tone. "Call me Scarecrow. As for my other colleague..." he pounded the back doors of the van beside him. "Waylon! We got company!"
Stepping away from the back doors of the van, they opened up to reveal...
Once again, Zuko and Katara looked on in shock...now mixed with horror.
Blake looked like he was going to have a heart attack.
Out came out...a bald reptilian-skinned giant of a man. A little bigger than Bane, his muscles ripped with bulk, shirtless as he was only wearing brown pants held secured by a belt. His clawed hands were curled up into fists, and he had no shoes on, letting his clawed feet be exposed. His face looked...monstrous. Bare razor-sharp teeth were shown in a snarl, his eyes a yellow color that looked primal.
Then it spoke in a low guttural voice, "This the meat?"
"Indeed. Now say hello to Killer Croc, children." Scarecrow told them.
...The teenagers looked back at Bane, Scarecrow, and Killer Croc, almost feeling...overwhelmed.
"...Do you have a plan, Zuko?" Katara asked him, a little nervous, but kept her stance strong.
"...Not yet..." Zuko admitted, "I think we can take them, though."
"Ah. Confident, aren't we?" Bane commented, "Then perhaps I will turn up the calor."
Bane then reached for a knob that was on his hand and twisted it a bit.
Then...his whole body mass and muscles began to grow. The tubes also looked like they were pumping some substance into his body...after a while, Bane now looked larger than before, perhaps the size of Killer Croc.
"Now...we shall play, little ones," Bane told them with a sadistic smile.
...Zuko and Katara could only think of one thing.
...Oh...shit...
End of Chapter 4
Just so you know, just because Katara and Zuko can bend, does not mean they'll win easily. :O Two of these villains, Bane and Scarecrow are immensely smart and can try to dodge and resist some of Zuko's and Katara's attacks. Killer Croc is also all brawn and animalistic savagery, so he can deflect anything and keep on going with great stamina. But the question is, why are these three working together? Well, you'll have to find out later on in the story! :D But also, keep in mind that I won't make Zuko and Katara weak here. XP
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Next chapter we might be able to see where Sokka and Suki are! They'll also meet another vigilante-ish character! You'll just have to wait and see! ;D
Thank you all for reading and keep on rocking everybody! :D
-TSP