Arkham Infiltration (1/2)

====The Moth-Cave====

 

*And here we are, on the last night. These five stand together, neither heroes or villains. The Killer Moth, once the mayor of Gotham, now something of a freedom fighter. The Tiger Moth, the rogue assassin, who's past has finally caught up with her. The Catwoman, the thief who stole the Batman's heart, and every diamond this side of the country. The Chancer, a gambling man- a boy even, who's dependence on his meta-abilities could be his undoing. And at last, The Killer Wasp, the perfect weapon, who just wants a life beyond that which has been decided for him. Tomorrow, these five will take on an enemy even the Justice League struggle with. An enemy who's hold on their city spans centuries. And when faced with this most deadly foe, and

with all the traps set along the way, there may be little they can do, but run, and beg*

 

Selina- So this is... cosy. Empty, but cosy. How are you doing there, Chancer?

 

*Chancer winks cheekily, and immediately regretting doing so, cowers behind a gaudy coloured car*

 

Drury- Yeah, you can thank Dan Twag for that. Is it true he's got a T-Rex in his cave? Batman. I mean, I modelled all this after what he's got in his- from papers, tabloids mainly, but a T-Rex?

 

Selina- And a giant penny, yep.

 

Drury- Well, that's a given. Penny Plunderer is a dangerous man.

 

Selina- And who might your friend be, because last time I checked, Firefly was a lot more... crispy.

 

*Norbert raises a reluctant, stiff hand, which Selina shakes in kind*

 

Wasp- I... My name is Norbert.

 

Selina- Nice to meet you Norbert, I'm Selina. Now, who's the brains here? You got yourself a Calculator, a Cypher maybe?

 

Drury- Afraid not. The plan's mine.

 

Selina- Great. Great! So, Mr Moth-

 

Drury- That was my father's name

 

*Miranda taps Drury on his shoulder*

 

Miranda- The plan, Drury.

 

Drury- The plan. Two teams. Us three, that's you, Selina, and Norbert. We're taking the main entrance. Miranda is flying in, with luck on her side. Because she's with Chancer...

 

Selina- Oh, this is going to be fun.

 

====Two Hours Later====

 

*I'd been studying guard patterns for the past week or two, and with the maps Chancer found, intercepting them just as they were switching over wasn't as hard as I'd have thought. Pretty easy for Selina and I to take their places, which, in all honesty is kinda depressing... You'd almost hope it'd be harder. Almost. Norbert, on the other hand's, not happy. As the metahuman of the group, it makes the most sense for him to be our "captive," but all the same, I can only guess what kind of horror he's reliving in those chains. A couple more guards approach, meaning I have to put those acting lessons of Drake's to the test*

 

Drury- Move it prisoner.

 

*Not bad. Not bad... A walk in the-*

 

Guard- Hey, I just need to check for identification.

 

*Selina is already going to her taser. Hope she trusts me...*

 

Drury- Oh yeah, sure.

 

*The guard looks over our documents. Thank you Oracle*

 

Guard- Yeah. Yeah, that checks out. Sorry, can't be too careful.

 

Drury- Ah, no worries.

 

Selina- *cough* Yeah, there are some real psychopaths about...

 

*And off we go. If the map's right, the main entrance is just down-*

 

Guard- Wait!

 

*Shit.*

 

Guard- Won't you be needing to take the prisoner down to profiling?

 

*"Will we?"*

 

Drury- Yes, of course.

 

Guard- You're new aren't you? Just one floor down.

 

Selina- *Thank* you.

 

====Five Minutes Later=====

 

"Name?"

 

*I look at Norbert, can't give anything anyway, not now*

 

Drury- Uh... Carson. Ted Carson.

 

*The processing agent doesn't look *too* convinced. You couldn't think of any thing else, could you?*

 

Drury- *Ahem* He's recently resurrected.

 

Selina- Yeah, I hear he does that a lot, doesn't he "Cameron"?

 

Drury- Sure does. He's a slippery customer.

 

*Norbert nods*

 

Guard- Fine. Whatever. Just need a psych eval. Urgh... Through here

 

*Thoughts race through their heads. Norbert looks into the distance, lost. Selina braces herself "He's getting out of his booth. Goddamn it Walker, this isn't going to work" while Drury hopes to god the two of them will stay calm.

The guard takes the three of them to a small room, and knocks on the door*

 

Guard- Prof, got some fresh meat

 

"Thank you. That will be all gentlemen, lady. Good afternoon, Mr "Carson," shall we begin?"

 

*Collectively all three think to themselves "Shit," as Norbert is left at Hugo Strange's mercy*

 

====Half an hour later=====

 

Selina- This has gone too far, Strange knows.

 

Drury- What are we supposed to do? We can still salvage this.

 

Selina- You sure you can trust him with Strange?

 

...

 

Selina- Like I told Miranda, I lived with Batman, who, if you didn't know, has got files on *everyone*. Didn't make the connection back at the cave, but, he's your brother, right?

 

Drury- I trust him.

 

Selina- Do you even *know* him?

 

Drury- I...

 

Selina- I'm going in there.

 

*I grab her arm*

 

Drury- Have faith.

 

Selina- He's a wreck, he'll-

 

Strange- - Thank you for your time, "Mr Carson" most insightful. You may take him away.

 

*Strange's eyes meet Drury's for a second- or so it seems, it's almost impossible to tell with those shades Strange insists on wearing... and then, the office door closes*

 

Drury- Norbert, what did he-

 

Wasp- Nothing. He just stared, and wrote. And then, as he finished he just said "I'm impressed"

 

Selina- That was it-?

 

Wasp- Yes.

 

Drury- Well, um, good. Let's get moving.

 

====Ten Minutes Later====

 

*The journey back upstairs is... uncomfortable. Selina doesn't trust Norbert, and I don't know if he likes her or not... And then there's the file. Strange could have ratted us out, but didn't. He could be working with Ra's, sure, but then you'd have thought he'd have notified someone- anyone. He's made it easy, and that's not exactly comforting.... So these must be the holding cells... God. Imagining Chuck, Ten, Len... all of them, stuck in those for however long- those stains could be their blood for all I know. Animals. Lock-Up's above there somewhere too. I know he is. And there they are. A set of steel doors, over fifteen feet tall.*

 

Drury- 'This the insertion chamber?

 

*My question is met by a nearby inmate*

 

Inmate- You bastard!

 

Drury- Wait, I-

 

*He... They spat on me*

 

Inmate- You're sending us out there to die! You bastards, you fuckin'-

 

Guard- That's enough, inmate. They get riled you see, just have to let them know who's in charge.

 

*He says it with his hand wrapped around the poor bugger's throat*

 

Guard- So what the hell is that supposed to be?

 

*He says, raising a podgy finger at Norbert*

 

Drury- New inmate.

 

Guard- Ugly. You, uh, should go to medical.

 

Drury- Why's that?

 

*He pulls me in close, and Norbert moves that little bit closer too*

 

Guard- Them wings, that's what. A bit of the *snip* *snip* if you catch my drift.

 

Drury- Yeah... I catch your drift.

 

*One punch does the trick. He'll live. He's not who matters here.*

 

Drury- Are you OK? Norbert, are you-

 

Wasp- Yes. Yes, but you-

 

Selina- We can talk ethics later... We have to go.

 

RIOT IN INSERTION CHAMBER B! RIOT IN INSERTION CHAMBER B! RIOT IN INSERTION CHAM-

 

*A large iron shutter covers the gates while six more guards head out from their barracks. Selina grabs a cannister off her belt, and hurls it into their chambers*

 

Selina- This way! We'll use the sewers!

 

*God, she can run fast. And Norbert can fly fast... Either that or I'm really out of shape... The walls are adorned with weapons and costumes of every single inmate, so believe me when I say there's a lot there... We've evaded them, for now anyway, into another wing of the holding cells, but it won't be long until- Is someone slurping-?*

 

"How lovely. Visitors. And today of all days."

 

*The inmate drops his cup to the ground, a faint smile on his face

 

Julian- October Seventh. National Frappe Day. Silly, I know, but Officer Davies insisted, and, well, there's only so much you *can* celebrate, in here.

 

 

 

Done