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Batman: Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Vol 1 Issue #6
Peering through the ceiling beams, I can see he's on the phone with someone. I can't hear them, but I do hear Cobblepot.
Cobblepot: (Translated from German) "What do you mean? You told me it would be ready! It better be ready in the next 12 hours or it will be you in the test!"
Silent. I assume whoever's on the other side is trying to come up with an excuse. And based off Cobblepot's expression, he's not liking it.
Cobblepot: "Do not give me your petty excuses! Give me progress! Or else!" (Angrily hangs up phone and starts pacing, muttering under his breath.)
What was he referring to? Something going to be tested. Most likely some sort of weapon. But if it is a weapon, why would the person on the other line have to be in the test? Unless they're testing... People. Of course! The recent metahuman activity must be from Hydra! They're giving people powers, and testing them to weaponize them! But then what were the... Oh no. If my theory is correct, and his plan goes smoothly, then we could be in big trouble. I need to get Nighthawk and report this to S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately! I start to leave when suddenly the phone rings. I stop, as this may be important.
Cobblepot: (Translated from German) "What is it?" (Pause) "What!?" (Long pause as he cautiously looks around.) "I see. Deal with it then." (Hangs up quietly and silently walks through a doorway and out of sight.)
Hmm. Odd. He seemed a lot more.. concerned. And he was looking around as if something were here. As if we were here. Just then I hear a really fake "Ca-caw! Ca-caw!" Nighthawk must be signaling. Which means he's been found. Do I go back that way and risk being caught, or stay hidden and hope they didn't see me? Then I'll be able to free him unnoticed if he's capt-
Nighthawk: "Oof!"
I go back jut in time to see Nighthawk fall from the beams and onto a table, breaking it. After the cloud of dust clears, I shift my gaze upwards and see- a glint. Sudden memories rush through my mind. A dark alleyway. The nuzzle of a gun. BANG! My father falling in slow motion.
Martha: "NOOO!"
BANG! My mother falls slowly, her bloodstained pearls bouncing away from her lifeless body. I look up and see the monster in a trenchcoat running away. As he runs, underneath his sleeve I see a glint. I regain focus and-
Batman: "Ugh!"
Sharp pain in my left shoulder. The glint.. It's Deadshot. Looking at my shoulder, I notice a dart sticking out. Hopefully... it's a... tranquilizer.
Batman: "Y- you-...."
(Falls off the beams to the ground, unconscious.)
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I realize that I haven't posted the final two 18th Century Rogues, so I'll get on that. I just get caught up writing all the different things. Anyways, thanks for reading. Feel free to criticize if you found something off, and have a great day!
Batman: Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Vol 1 Issue #6
Peering through the ceiling beams, I can see he's on the phone with someone. I can't hear them, but I do hear Cobblepot.
Cobblepot: (Translated from German) "What do you mean? You told me it would be ready! It better be ready in the next 12 hours or it will be you in the test!"
Silent. I assume whoever's on the other side is trying to come up with an excuse. And based off Cobblepot's expression, he's not liking it.
Cobblepot: "Do not give me your petty excuses! Give me progress! Or else!" (Angrily hangs up phone and starts pacing, muttering under his breath.)
What was he referring to? Something going to be tested. Most likely some sort of weapon. But if it is a weapon, why would the person on the other line have to be in the test? Unless they're testing... People. Of course! The recent metahuman activity must be from Hydra! They're giving people powers, and testing them to weaponize them! But then what were the... Oh no. If my theory is correct, and his plan goes smoothly, then we could be in big trouble. I need to get Nighthawk and report this to S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately! I start to leave when suddenly the phone rings. I stop, as this may be important.
Cobblepot: (Translated from German) "What is it?" (Pause) "What!?" (Long pause as he cautiously looks around.) "I see. Deal with it then." (Hangs up quietly and silently walks through a doorway and out of sight.)
Hmm. Odd. He seemed a lot more.. concerned. And he was looking around as if something were here. As if we were here. Just then I hear a really fake "Ca-caw! Ca-caw!" Nighthawk must be signaling. Which means he's been found. Do I go back that way and risk being caught, or stay hidden and hope they didn't see me? Then I'll be able to free him unnoticed if he's capt-
Nighthawk: "Oof!"
I go back jut in time to see Nighthawk fall from the beams and onto a table, breaking it. After the cloud of dust clears, I shift my gaze upwards and see- a glint. Sudden memories rush through my mind. A dark alleyway. The nuzzle of a gun. BANG! My father falling in slow motion.
Martha: "NOOO!"
BANG! My mother falls slowly, her bloodstained pearls bouncing away from her lifeless body. I look up and see the monster in a trenchcoat running away. As he runs, underneath his sleeve I see a glint. I regain focus and-
Batman: "Ugh!"
Sharp pain in my left shoulder. The glint.. It's Deadshot. Looking at my shoulder, I notice a dart sticking out. Hopefully... it's a... tranquilizer.
Batman: "Y- you-...."
(Falls off the beams to the ground, unconscious.)
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I realize that I haven't posted the final two 18th Century Rogues, so I'll get on that. I just get caught up writing all the different things. Anyways, thanks for reading. Feel free to criticize if you found something off, and have a great day!