Chapter Twenty-One: Done With Waiting
looked outside at the dreary weather. It was cold and the skies were
overcast, a sure sign that November was coming to a close. After this,
he guessed that the sun wouldn't come out much without some clouds. No
one was outside - they preferred their warm homes and the comfort that
the streets didn't offer. He smiled. He liked these kind of days.
The phone rang and Slade went over to answer it, "Hello."
"Yo, where's my money?" Ravager yelled over the phone line.
"Your money?" Slade asked as if it was a question.
"Yeah, my money!"
"Half of it will be delivered to My Alibi tonight," Slade told him.
"Half?!" Ravager raged.
"Exactly," Slade told him, "That was a pathetic display."
"But he's dead!" Ravager argued.
sighed - he was dealing with such a moron, "Yes, Wayne is dead, but I
think I specifically told you to leave the boy alone in your
"What?" Ravager asked, "What's so important about that brat?"
limited access to his new fortune. You should know that it's all about
the money," Slade lied easily and smoothly, "You're lucky that Superman
and that Cat exist at the moment."
"That's cheap," Ravager told him.
was willing to pay for a job followed under my terms," Slade told him,
"I will pay for half and if you fight for the other half, you will
With that, Slade hung up the phone. Ravager was dealt with
and Luthor would get what he wanted too. In all honesty, Luthor was too
easy to read. Lex was lucky that Slade had waited for Earle to demote
Fox at this point, though. His patience for even dealing with this man
was wearing thin. Luckily, after this, he didn't have to worry about
pleasing Mr. Luthor. Slade looked outside again. He heard a clash of
thunder sound in the distance.
A small smile pulled at the corners
of his mouth. Tonight would be perfect. Walking out of his office,
Slade went down the hall to his arsenal. Within moments, he was out of
his civilian clothes and into his armed suit, a mask placed firmly on
his head. What an interesting night this would be. Picking out certain
pieces of equipment, Slade loaded his belt and prepared for the evening
It almost amazed him, the fact that he was even at this
stage. Everything had been so easy. Managing Jump from Gotham had been
easier than he had thought possible while dealing with the locals was
simple when he gave them... motivation to cooperate. But the best of it
had to be that he had killed, or rather could take the credit for
killing, Batman, without even lifting a finger. The biggest plus? Robin
had sent his team away. He hadn't planned on that, but it certainly made
his job easier.
Slade went to the roof of the building. He needed
to get out, do something until the evening came. If there had to be one
downside to all of this, it was that he had hardly done anything. He
wanted a good fight. And tonight he would get one.
He was sure of it.
smoke in the room was really heavy. It made him grateful that his mask
had a filter. He sat in a shady section of the bar, watching men play
pool and listening to hushed conversations. The best part of this job
was that nearly every bit of this was on Robin and the Boy Wonder hadn't
bothered him since, save to give him cash for food for the week
The door creaked open and Red X darted his eyes over
to the newcomer. A man, hunched over in a trench coat made his way to
the bar. He wouldn't have been any interest to X, save for the light red
color that he could barely see past the coat. Red X smiled under the
mask. Well, this could be something worth while. As the man waited for
his drink, X came over to the bar as well.
"Haven't seen you around here," He commented to the man.
"I don't come here often," The man told him.
X raised a brow and kept a mental list of details. Brown hair, brown
eyes, muscular - looked like he was trying to grow some sort of goatee.
"Why tonight then?" Red X asked, leaning back as though it was nothing.
man glanced at Red X wondering how old this guy was. If it wasn't for
the mask, he doubted that the guy would have even gotten in here.
"Business," The man finally said.
"What, you a hit man?" Red X laughed, "Getting your money."
man grunted, as though irritated, while X continued, "Well, a man's
gotta eat, I suppose. Me? I'm more prone to the thief end of the
spectrum, but I guess it's preference. So who was your latest target?"
The man looked from side to side before looking at X, "If I wasn't already gypped, I might care. Got that playboy, Wayne."
X's eyes widened as he tried to keep his cool while the man, who he now
knew was The Ravager, continued, "Got hired by some higher up who was
trying to outdo someone else."
"Wait, wait, wait," Red X said,
loving this type of story, "You mean to tell me you were getting paid
off to do that and that two people wanted that guy dead?"
"From the sounds of what I heard," Ravager told him, "My guess is that it had to do with the company or possibly Wayne's money."
Red X chuckled, "Man, that's rich."
set up a pool table in the room while Ravager nodded. The conversation
went cold for a moment, something Red X didn't want, but couldn't
exactly help. He had to say something - it just wouldn't be good if he
got up and left. Ravager would follow him.
"So had any trouble
with the Bat or the Titans?" Red X asked him, "With something like that,
you must be good to cover your tracks."
"Haven't had a run in with either of them," Ravager stated, "I think it's been more of a luck factor than anything else."
you killed that other guy recently, right, the guy at the Enterprises?"
Red X prodded, "And others probably, don't tell me that was all luck.
I'd have to steal whatever luck you have if it was."
"I didn't kill nobody but Wayne," Ravager said.
"You mean, those others, they were someone else?" Red X asked, surprised.
"It'd have to be," Ravager explained, but he was becoming all the more irritated by Red X by the moment, "Who are you, anyways?"
"I blew into town from the west," Red X said, "Figured it would be easier to make a living here."
"Mr. Defarge?" the bartender asked the man, "Your delivery has arrived."
"Thanks," Ravager held out a hand for the package while the bartender slipped a hundred into his pocket.
"You might be right 'bout theft, kid," Ravager started, but when he turned, X was gone.
the roof, Red X looked around when he saw a figure running off in the
opposite direction. Setting off after it, Red X found it increasingly
hard to keep up with it. It was quick and fast, but then again, so was
he. He decided to use the cloaking technology and continue tailing them.
But the person kept running and after a good half hour, Red X finally
stopped after loosing it. His legs hurt and his heart was beating fast
in his rib cage to the point where it hurt. Who was this guy? Turning
around, X arrived back at My Alibi an hour later, taking his time and
regaining his stance. As the bartender went out with the trash, he found
himself pinned against the wall by the skull masked vigilante.
"Who gave you that package?" Red X questioned.
"I... I don't rat out anybody," The bartender said.
Red X's eyes narrowed, but he laughed, "Do I look like a good guy, man?"
"The Bat's one," the bartender choked, "Anyone could be one."
"I want work," X said, "Who were they?"
The bartender eyed Red X questioningly, but he finally answered, "Don't know. They kept to the shadows."
"Was it a man or a woman?" Red X asked.
"Man," the bartender answered.
X watched the bartender wriggle to get free, but it wasn't until Red X
turned and let him go did the bartender race back into My Alibi to lock
the door. If he had thought that the man would have been any more
useful, then maybe he would have kept him out there longer, but he
didn't. X felt the breeze blow his tattered cape past his sides while
slowly, a smile came to his face. The Boy Wonder would certainly be
interested in this. That was for sure. Red X looked around the deserted
street. That's when the one problem hit him.
There was no way for
him to contact Robin to tell him. X shrugged as he climbed a fire
escape. With a price, he'd tell the Boy Wonder the next time he saw him.
The price because without this element of direct communication, Red X
would have to remember all of this. And he hated doing chores, unless
they were fun of course. What really baffled him was the mysterious
delivery man and the fact that there were two killers. He had never been
up for killing people. Theft, sure, it didn't hurt anyone unless they
got in the way. But killing people... Red X shook his head, smirking,
because it kept him from shuddering.
It suddenly made sense how
Robin had once passed of being the Red X. He saw it all now, didn't he?
Red X ran forward towards midtown. No one trusted or relied too heavily
on anyone else here. That's the way Gotham was. X had to admit, he liked
that, to a certain degree. It was how he lived. It was the rogues in
that category that bothered him. The ones, like these killers, who also
set out to upset the natural order of things. He liked order. Order was
easy to follow. It was easy to understand.
It was anything but Gotham.
screen flashed 'Game Over'. Neither Cyborg nor Beast Boy got up for a
victory dance or a round of sobbing. Both just sat in front of the
controllers and the TV screen, looking dully at the screen. After
getting home a couple days ago, thanks to the Boy Wonder's orders, the
four remaining Titans had had the time of their lives, cleaning up the
Tower as Red X had hardly bothered to clean up after himself. He did,
however, find the ability to eat them out of house and home. No one knew
how he could eat so much but still be so scrawny.
So, with two
days worth of cleaning, eventually the Tower began to resemble home. But
it's occupants were far from their normal selves. It was as though
Gotham's stench still ran through their clothes and armor. They were all
somewhat glad to be home, but their reactions were mingled with the
bittersweet taste of failureat Gotham. Raven, though happy to be out of
Gotham, wouldn't leave her room save for meals and for emergencies while
Starfire just didn't talk to anyone in general. She walked like
everyone around her were ghosts and when she fought, she was unnaturally
As for the boys, well, they were boys. They didn't say
anything and just acted like utter downers. Even Beast Boy had quit the
jokes while Cyborg abandoned his upgrading process for the T-Ship. At
the moment, they had actually gotten up the strength to play a video
game. Not very well though... They continued to stare at the screen's
glow, until Beast Boy broke the silence.
"Well, that was pointless," He said.
Cyborg rolled his eye, "What was your first clue?"
"No, I mean, this is all pointless," Beast Boy said.
Beast Boy stood up and walked over to the windows, "I mean, come on, why are we back here?"
Cyborg shrugged, "'Cause Robin told us to leave Gotham."
we're not doing ANYTHING here!" Beast Boy exclaimed, "Nothing's really
happening. Brother Blood's in jail. The HIVE are joining him. Slade
hasn't shown his face in, what, a year? Come on!"
"Naw, I get it, B, I get it," Cyborg said, "But what were we going to do? Tell the guy 'no'?"
"Well, I would have if he wasn't such a wreck," Beast Boy stated firmly, "What?"
brow was raised in question, "Nothing, you just said what we're all
thinking, that's all... But, why didn't you anyway?"
shrugged, "I don't know. Guess I knew he couldn't take that... But,
after seeing Raven go nearly nuts in Arkham, it just worries you, you
Cyborg was about to fall over at Beast Boy's serious tone,
yet somehow he managed to nod as Beast Boy walked over to the kitchen.
The younger Titan looked into the empty fridge with a small frown on his
face, like he was actually thinking logically and seriously.
"Look, B," Cyborg said, "As long as Robin's with Ms. Kane, I'm sure he will be okay. You know?"
Beast Boy raised a brow, but nodded, "I just don't see how that's going to keep Robin on his feet, Cy."
he won't be able to go out much and get into too much trouble," Cyborg
joked offhandedly. He hated it when he had to be the one joking
about these sorts of matters.
Beast Boy shrugged and opened a soda, "I guess... I just, I feel rotten about it."
all do," Raven walked into the room, her hood off and her eyes cast
low, "As a team, we followed orders. As friends, we failed to be there
The two looked at the empath for a moment as she walked towards the front.
"So what are we supposed to do about that?" Cyborg asked her.
thought for a moment before answering, "What we can... I don't know.
With Gotham, we're not much help. Our best option is to keep up with
The other two nodded when Beast Boy noticed, "Hey, where's Starfire?"
"She's in her room," Raven answered.
"Oh..." Beast Boy responded, "Raven... are you okay?"
turned to look him in the eye, "I... I just have a feeling that all of
this... all of this, with Batman's... demise: we need to be ready."
"For what?" Cyborg asked again.
"I don't know!" She yelled back at them both, "We just do, okay?"
others watched her for a moment before the mistress of magic sighed and
looked out at the horizon. There wasn't much to say. They just didn't
know what was happening. They didn't know what was going to happen. No
one knew and that's why, underneath it all, they were uneasy about the
entire situation. And as the sky darkened over Jump City, Gotham's
became all the more shrouded in clouds. Most needed to sleep, no, wanted
to sleep. That's what most of Gotham's cops had decided to do.
got up from his desk despite the many papers scattered across it. He
needed to take a walk. And he would have, except that the lighted office
at the end of the hallway caught his eye. Drifting down to the door, he
knocked on it, only for it to open on its own. What was more
surprising, though, was the box on Detective Yin's desk.
"What's this for?" He asked.
Yin said, turning around, "I, sorry, Commissioner, I was just, I
thought I'd bring some stuff home with me. It's getting kind of cramped
Commissioner Gordon walked over to the box and looked inside. He pulled out a picture and smiled at it.
"Are you just taking Ethan's stuff out of here, Yin?" He asked.
eyes cast themselves downwards at the question, but finally she
answered, "Maybe. I just can't stand having that stuff in here. I mean,
when he was Clayface, sure, I could handle it. He was alive. Or, we
thought he was alive. But now he's not."
Gordon nodded, "Believe
me Yin, I know what it's like to lose someone on the work force. I've
known a lot of people here who lose in that department... You just have
to remember that they want you to keep fighting."
"What are we fighting, Commissioner?" She asked, almost out of the blue.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
we don't know what we're fighting! All we know is there's some guy
named Ravager involved and we haven't gotten much farther than that,"
Yin explained, "It's nerve wracking! We can't find someone this way!
What has the Bat found? Anything? Nothing? I mean, half the time, I just
want to leave. I can't stand it here after Ethan and Jason..."
At the mention of Batman, Gordon looked downward, "Yin, I don't know what he's found. I haven't seen him."
She raised a brow as Gordon explained, "Robin said he was somewhere in Asia tracking a possible lead."
"You've seen the kid?" She asked.
"Yeah, I've seen him around from time to time," Gordon told her. "He's working on his own leads."
smiled, "Ethan used to really like that kid. He told me that there was
something bright that he liked, something that he felt was good being by
Gordon nodded, "Yeah, the kid's always been that way..."
Yin detected the note of doubt in her superior's voice almost instantly, "But what?"
been alarmingly... I don't know, really down to the point lately. I
don't know, it just worries me, Yin," Gordon said, "We've just got to
stand by them, that's the one thing I've learned over the years working
Yin nodded slowly when she felt a hand on her shoulder, "I'm sure Ethan would be cheering you on, Yin."
smiled softly as the Commissioner left the room. Getting to the roof,
Gordon turned off the hot Bat-signal. No one tonight. Again. It was
worth a shot. It always was in his mind. That's when he noticed a note
on the switch reading: 'Can't stay and talk, but should have more information soon.' The
wind blew loudly across the rooftops, sending the Commissioner's coat
up in a flare. He sighed. It was becoming too quiet up here for his
likes. Gordon shook his head and headed in below, hoping that the
weather would get better by the time he reached his car. It didn't.
weather had a way of doing that. All over the busy streets, people and
buildings began to feel the air turn chilly and moist. Robin was running
to get home. He hadn't found any leads and tonight, he didn't want to
risk the chance that Adeline might find him out of bed after being woken
up by thunder. If there was a big emergency... well, he'd get to that
if he had to cross that bridge.
He slid off the R-Cycle only a
block away this time and all out ran over every fence through three
backyards to Ms. Kane's house before jumping up to the roof with a
bo-staff. He opened the door just as a small trickle of rain landed on
the roof. Quickly, he sat down and began to pull off his suit and
replace it with a shirt and shorts. After shoving his stuff into the Toy
Box, Dick jumped into bed and tried to calm down. His two communicators
were on vibrate and were under his pillow should he need to wake up.
rain began to pour outside as Dick tried to get to sleep. Eventually,
the pattering sound of the rain made his eyes droopy and Dick managed to
get to sleep. Perfect, that was all he needed. Slade watched from the
tree in the backyard and smiled. He looked over to Adeline's window.
Thunder sounded and soon, he saw her waking up. Inside, Adeline yawned
with exhaustion, but stretched and rubbed her eyes. Getting up, she
walked into the hallway and peeked into Dick's room to find him sound
asleep. A small smile crossed her lips as she closed the door behind her
and went downstairs.
Slade took his chance. Landing quietly on
the roof that lead to Dick's window, Slade carefully lifted the glass
window and eased his way into the room. Taking out a thin can, Slade
placed it underneath the other bed in the room, in the back corner so it
was hidden by the toys that were never picked up and out from under
there all those years ago. Pulling a thin wire out, Slade watched as the
visible gas began to leak out and into the room. For the first time,
Slade turned to see Dick within feet of him for months. The boy slept
soundly and in many ways, calmly. He had grown and he hadn't had a hair
cut in a while. Slade was tempted to stay longer to see how his...
former apprentice, had changed over the course of time, but he knew
there would be time for that later.
Leaving the room as he came,
Slade closed the window gently and let the knock out gas do it's thing.
Well, he couldn't risk Dick coming downstairs and getting in the middle
of things. Adeline looked upstairs for a moment. She held a cup of
steaming hot chocolate in her hands to warm her up a bit, but she
neglected it as she focused upstairs. Landing down below, Slade took the
chance to climb into the bathroom window this time - it was closest to
Adeline's office. Adeline placed her mug on the counter and went for the
stairs. She was probably just hearing things, but she thought she had
heard something from Dick's...
Adeline turned to look down the
hallway. There was a creak. She had heard it, in the wood floor
underneath the carpet. Adeline slowly made her way towards the corner,
her office. Upon reaching it, she quickly turned the corner, but... no
one. Adeline shook her head. Was she hearing things? She was being
paranoid. Overly paranoid. That's what this was, that's what this...
turned. She was definitely not being paranoid. That was something.
Adeline held her breath. Someone was in the house besides her and Dick.
She knew it. She knew it. If she could lure them into her office,
maybe... Adeline gripped the wall and slowly, came out from around the
corner again. What she saw took her breath away. In the kitchen, above
the two stairs that lead to the living room where she stood, a man,
shrouded in shadow leaned against the counter. But she didn't need to
see his face to know who it was. Her mouth dropped as she shook her
head. The man looked to the side and back at her.
"Is it really that much of a surprise, Addie?" He asked.
At the sound of her old nickname, Adeline regained her ability to talk. "Don't you call me that."
Slade shook his head, "I'm sorry, I didn't see how that was an insult."
Adeline's eyes narrowed at him, "Get out."
"I'm sorry for this too, but I can't leave yet, Adeline," Slade told her.
"Of course you can, get out," She whispered, "Before..."
"Before what?" Slade asked her, stepping down the two steps of stairs.
"Slade..." She started.
Adeline stared at him in the eye for a moment, before he turned and walked into her living room.
"It's a nice place you've got here," He commented.
"What are you doing here, Slade?" She asked again. "What do you want?"
"Why are you always so quick to want me to leave?" He asked back.
kept her lips together as her hands swelled into fists that she
restrained at her sides. Slade noticed this and resisted the urge to
chuckle at her old habits.
"Is it really not obvious, Adeline?" He asked, "I've been here for a long time."
Adeline shook her head. She didn't understand, but then, her previous suspicions came back to her mind and her eyes widened.
"No... what... You've been..." She started, taking a step back.
"Since around September," Slade told her.
why haven't you come here before?" Adeline asked, she was starting to
not like this at all, "You've... you've been behind the killings,
haven't you? Austin, Ethan, Bard, Beagle... What are you doing, Slade?"
Slade chuckled a bit, "If anyone would look at these people, they'd get it."
"Well they haven't, so what on earth were you trying to do, Slade?" Adeline said, walking up to him.
"Adeline, you're smarter than that," Slade said.
"Don't make me take that other eye out," Adeline hissed.
She knew he was smiling underneath his mask as he walked past her, "How's the kid doing?"
"I wouldn't know how the kids are doing," Adeline said, "I haven't seen them for years because of you, you lowlife."
"I said, kid, Adeline, kid," Slade repeated.
Adeline looked upstairs towards Dick's room and then at Slade, "You... you killed Bruce too?"
exactly, though I can take some credit for that," Slade told her, "Even
Lex Luthor can. I have to admit, for everything that man's done, I'll
have to thank him for this one."
"So if you killed Bruce, why are
you still here?" She asked, angrily, passing him and heading towards her
office while he followed.
"I've just been waiting, that's all.
For all of the..." He paused as he looked at the frame of the two boys,
"Legal investigations and paper work to get done."
Adeline found the drawer she was looking for and slowly opened it up, "Maybe you stayed too long, Slade."
Grabbing the gun in the drawer, Adeline turned around and faced Slade with it, "Dick! Dick! Get Up!"
she didn't hear anything, she looked at Slade, who not only wasn't
worried about the gun, but also wasn't phased by her yelling.
"Adeline, you're the only one whispering here," Slade said to her.
"Oh my... what did you do to him, Slade?" She demanded.
"Harmless knock out gas. He'll be up in the morning," Slade told her.
she'd had enough, pulling the trigger, Adeline braced herself for the
loud gun shot, but it never came. She looked at her gun and then at
Slade, who slowly, from his back pocket pulled out two silver bullets
that were once in her gun.
"You never change your hiding place for them, Addie," He said.
"Do Not Call Me That!" She screamed at him.
the gun, she aimed a fist at him, but he caught her arm easily. She
struggled to get free as Slade watched her attempts fail.
"What are you doing here? What do you want?" Adeline asked again, becoming furious at him.
She attempted to hit him again, but it only ended with both of her wrists in his hand, "Why..."
Then her eyes widened in a new question, "Why are you telling me all of this?"
finally looked at her with a bit of regret in his eye, "I'm sorry,
Adeline, but you're not going to be telling anyone this."
eyes opened wide. She didn't hesitate for a moment. Hitting his head
with her own, Adeline freed herself and ran towards the stairs.
She didn't get very far before she felt Slade grabbing her arms and covering her mouth.
"Don't do this, Adeline," Slade said.
shoved him backwards, causing him and her to fall onto the floor.
Elbowing him, she got herself free and landed a good punch to Slade's
face. But her victory didn't last long as Slade found one of her arms
again. But Adeline wasn't about to go down that easily. Twisting around,
she managed to throw a kick at him, which he dodged, but it allowed her
to run towards the staircase.
Slade smirked. She got to the
handrail when he shoved her into the kitchen at the end of the island.
Adeline steeled herself, looking for an opening. She had to get Dick out
of there; she couldn't just leave him alone. At the very least, she had
to call the police. She looked up to see the multiple pots and pans
hanging from the ceiling. Grabbing a few, she let a few sail towards
Slade, but he dodged them easily and when she finally stopped, Adeline
had lost sight of him.
She grabbed a pair of knifes from their
wooden holders, and carefully took a few steps towards the steps again.
Adeline broke out into a run when she saw a leg stretch out and nearly
trip her. Jumping up, Adeline landed and threw a knife with precision at
Slade, who grabbed the blade before jumping up after her. Grabbing her
free arm, Slade yanked Adeline away from the door and stairway, but
Adeline didn't care if she got blood on the tiled floor.
second knife lunged at Slade's chest. However, opening up his
retractable bo-staff, Slade managed to knock that one out of Adeline's
hand as well. Kicking him in the gut, Adeline raced out of his reach and
ran to her cell phone on the table nearby the doorway. Picking up, she
began to dial 911. Before it could ring though, Slade got a hold on her
again, this time from behind, and forced her to drop it. Adeline
wriggled it Slade's grip as he attempted to keep a firm grip on her
Finally someone picked up, "Hello?"
Adeline would have yelled, but at this point, Slade had gotten both of her wrists into his one hand.
"Hello?" That's all Adeline heard before Slade landed his bo-staff on the phone and shattered it.
was on her own. Still standing, Adeline leaned backwards into Slade's
grasp, causing them both to back up and fall into the kitchen once
again. She thought that that would have been enough to get Slade to let
go, if only for a moment. But she was wrong. He held onto her hands with
an iron grip as she struggled to get away from him.
"I'm not here to hurt you, Addie," He told her, trying to calm her down.
"Don't Call Me That!" She yelled again.
sighed and pulled out a pair of cuffs. Within seconds, Slade had hand
cuffed the still struggling Adeline, who attempted to hit him, hurt him
in any way with every chance she got.
"Adeline," He said.
hoped that she could understand this had nothing to do with her. But
whether she did or not didn't seem to matter as she glared at him with a
deep sense of hatred in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'll explain later," Slade said.
out a cloth laced with chloroform, he firmly placed it over Adeline's
mouth and nose. As Adeline struggled to free herself, she slowly felt
the drowsy effects overwhelming her body. Her eyes drifted to the
ceiling and then to Slade. Eventually, all she could see was his eye.
His lone eye watching her before she passed out. Slade removed the cloth
with a sigh. It was extremely unfortunate that it had to be this way,
but it didn't much matter. Quickly cleaning up the area to look as it
had before the fight, Slade turned on the fan to air out Dick's room of
the knock out gas.
Finally, he walked back over to Adeline who
still lay unconscious on the floor. Slade looked at her for, his...
memories taking over for a moment. What a complicated past they had. He
looked back up at where Dick's room - the boys' room was - and then back
at Adeline. It was a shame she had to be involved in some ways. In
others, he wasn't too bothered by it. The cops would be here soon; he
couldn't wait any longer. Kneeling down, Slade carefully gathered up
Adeline's limp body up in his arms and carried her out of the Kane
household, leaving only one person to wake up when the sirens came.
rolled around in his bed when his eyes eventually opened into thin
slits. The rain had stopped. The Boy Wonder was still sore and tired
from the night before and he would have slept in, except for the
flashing red and blue lights that were coming through his window. That's
when he heard the knocking coming from the door downstairs. Slowly
getting up, Dick opened his front door and walked downstairs. He held a
hand up in front of his eyes as he went to the front door. Opening it
up, he found Detective Yin standing in front of him in the damp cold.
"Dick?" She asked.
didn't wait for him to finish nodding before continuing, her voice
serious and to the point, "We received a phone call this evening from
Ms. Kane's cell phone. Could we speak with her?"
Dick nodded again, confused, sure, but nodded, "Ms. Kane!"
He waited a moment before calling again, "Ms. Kane!"
At that, Dick's heart began to race as he heard Yin ask him, "May we come in, Dick?"
nodded and stepped aside as a few cops followed her. Dick sank against a
wall. Where... Where was she? He looked outside. Her car was still
here. Dick felt himself clench his fists. What, what was going on? Where
was Ms. Kane? She... This wasn't normal. Outside, Commissioner Gordon
pulled up and stepped out of his car. He didn't need to step inside to
know that this was going to be a mess. It was all going to be a big