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Countdown to Doom #3 - Batman
After five minutes racing to the address I arrive and the lights are on in the apartment, no sign of Barry though. I exit the bat-mobile as it’s automated systems have it retreat into an alley and seal itself off from outside interference. Slowly, I approach the entrance to the apartment and I hear Barry’s voice behind the door. He sounds calm, and a teenage voice can heard talking to him.
I open the door and enter the apartment. The teenager is wearing a batman t-shirt. Oh great he’s one of those.
“Told you he’d come.”
“OH MY GOD IT’S YOU! YOU’RE BATMAN!”
I give Barry a glare. What has he just led me into?
“Yes. I am.”
“Wow no-one is going to believe tomorrow when I tell them! Can I have your autograph?”
“No. Now tell me. Where are they?”
“Where are who?”
“The girls.”
“What girls?”
“The girls you’ve abducted! Where are they!”
“I don’t know anything about any girls!”
I grab hold of the boy by his shirt and lift him off the floor. Barry stands up and grabs hold of my right arm.
“Batman put him down.”
“Stay out of this Flash. I’ll show you how you get scum like this to talk.”
“No! Look at his arms!”
I look at the boys arms expecting a scar or bandage of some sort from where the sixth girl cut him with the glass shard from the broken window. Nothing. Not a mark in sight. He’s not the one. I quickly release the boy and back away from him. I’ve clearly frightened him.
“But that doesn’t make sense. It has to be you.”
“It isn’t! Look at me! I struggle to hold a baseball bat let alone carry away a sixteen-year-old girl against her own will! Anyone of them would easily walk all over me! In fact they did…”
Barry’s face quickly turns from one of gloating directed at me to one of concern.
“What?”
“Those girls. The ones that have been abducted. All of them bullied me at school at some point.”
“How come?”
“My skin is like paper. It cuts easily and thanks to my von Willebrand disease I spurt out a lot more blood than a normal teen would. At each school I’d accidentally get cut and bleed non-stop and I ended up freaking out most of the girls because I wouldn’t’ stop bleeding. “
“Go on.” I say from a corner of the apartment being sure to keep my distance to not unnerve the young man.
“Well after that the girls took to mocking me because I couldn’t help it. I got called all sorts of names. The squirt. Aquaman’s period. Super-squirt. You name it I got called it.”
“That’s terrible. How did you deal with it?”
“I didn’t. My Mom ended up just moving me from school to school but it kept happening over and over again.”
“Where is your Mother? I’d of thought she’d of woken up by now.”
“She’s had to work late nights this week. Says she’s covering for someone who’s on vacation at work. She says she blames herself for my von Willebrand disease. Apparently I inherited it from her.”
At the moment Michael said that, Barry looked over at me and I nodded my head as I saw headlights pull up in the parking lot of the apartment complex. Sure enough out of the car emerged Michaels Mother who entered the apartment to a big surprise to see Barry and I stood before her.
“Michael sweety, what’s going on?”
“Mom this is Batman and the Flash, they’re investigating the disappearance of some of the girls that have been picking on me.”
“What? Why would someone do such a thing?”
“I think we should be asking you, Mrs Harlot.” Barry says. Clearly he’s noticed the bandage on her left arm.
“What do you mean?”
“Your bandage. You wouldn’t of happened to of cut yourself on a piece of glass from a window by chance?”
The Mother’s expression quickly turns making it clear that she knows we’ve figured out that it was her that’s behind all of this. She makes a run to leave the apartment but Barry blocks the door before she can escape. She panics and goes to pull out a needle of some sort and attempts to jab Barry but I launch my bat-claw at her and pull her towards me. I knock the needle out of her hands and grab hold of both her arms. I deliberately keep the pressure I apply to her left arm light to start with.
“The girls. Where are they?”
“Mom what have you done?”
“I did it for you Michael. To punish them for what they did to you. AHHHHH!”
I increase the pressure of my grip on her left arm.
“The girls. Where are they. Talk. Now”
“I won’t talk. Those whores deserve to die for what they did to my Michael. ARHHHHH!”
I apply even more pressure. Yet still she refuses to talk. The boy is starting to become distressed by this whole situation, he’s not happy with the pain I’m putting his Mother through. As much as I don’t want to do this it is necessary in order to find the missing girls. I squeeze harder.
“ARRRRHHHH”
“Mom!”
“Batman. That’s enough.”
“Not until she talks.”
“Mom!”
“ARRRRRHHHHH”
“Stop it please you’re hurting her! Please!”
The boy begins to cry and Barry races in and pulls my hand off her wound to stop her screaming. He whispers quietly into my ear so the other two don’t hear.
“Batman that’s enough. You’ve gone too far.”
I know that I may have crossed the line a bit with how far I went, but for what she has done she deserved the pain. I only feel regret for having to put her son through it.
“Mom please tell it isn’t true.”
There is a long silent pause.
“Mom please!”
“I did it for you Michael.”
“No!”
Barry approaches the boy and comforts him as he breaks down crying at the shock of the horror his Mother has done whilst she keeps her eyes fixed on me. Clearly my actions have scared her. Good. Scum like her deserves it.
“It’s alright Michael. It’s all going to be ok.”
Barry says this as he comforts the boy.
“Where are the girls.”
Still she remains quiet. The boy sees this and is clearly distraught about what his Mother claims to of done in his name. He stands up and approaches her.
“Mom. Where are they.”
“…..”
“Mom please. Where are they?”
“In the hell they deserve to be.”
“Please Mom, I know you’re not like this. Where are they?”
The boy is about to start crying again and Barry has walked up behind him and puts his hand on the boys shoulder.
“Dixon Docks. Warehouse 24. Basement.”
I sharply turn to look at Barry and nod at him. With that I race out of the apartment and jump into the bat-mobile and race to Dixon Docks to free the girls. If this woman has been so keen to punish these girls for what they’ve done to her son there’s no telling what danger they might be in. With in six minutes I’ve arrived and I quickly jump out of the bat-mobile and race into the warehouse. I can hear the sirens of the GPCD’s police cars arriving at the scene thanks to my call to Jim upon getting in the bat-mobile no doubt they’ll soon be arriving at the apartment where Barry is to take the boys Mother away.
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The girls location has been revealed and their kidnapper exposed, but will Batman make it to them in time? What will happen to young Michael and his Mother?
Tune in tomorrow to find out! Same bat-time, same bat-photostream.
To see these events play out from the Flashes point of view please do check out MrMinfig's aka Levi's photo stream!
Countdown to Doom #3 - Batman
After five minutes racing to the address I arrive and the lights are on in the apartment, no sign of Barry though. I exit the bat-mobile as it’s automated systems have it retreat into an alley and seal itself off from outside interference. Slowly, I approach the entrance to the apartment and I hear Barry’s voice behind the door. He sounds calm, and a teenage voice can heard talking to him.
I open the door and enter the apartment. The teenager is wearing a batman t-shirt. Oh great he’s one of those.
“Told you he’d come.”
“OH MY GOD IT’S YOU! YOU’RE BATMAN!”
I give Barry a glare. What has he just led me into?
“Yes. I am.”
“Wow no-one is going to believe tomorrow when I tell them! Can I have your autograph?”
“No. Now tell me. Where are they?”
“Where are who?”
“The girls.”
“What girls?”
“The girls you’ve abducted! Where are they!”
“I don’t know anything about any girls!”
I grab hold of the boy by his shirt and lift him off the floor. Barry stands up and grabs hold of my right arm.
“Batman put him down.”
“Stay out of this Flash. I’ll show you how you get scum like this to talk.”
“No! Look at his arms!”
I look at the boys arms expecting a scar or bandage of some sort from where the sixth girl cut him with the glass shard from the broken window. Nothing. Not a mark in sight. He’s not the one. I quickly release the boy and back away from him. I’ve clearly frightened him.
“But that doesn’t make sense. It has to be you.”
“It isn’t! Look at me! I struggle to hold a baseball bat let alone carry away a sixteen-year-old girl against her own will! Anyone of them would easily walk all over me! In fact they did…”
Barry’s face quickly turns from one of gloating directed at me to one of concern.
“What?”
“Those girls. The ones that have been abducted. All of them bullied me at school at some point.”
“How come?”
“My skin is like paper. It cuts easily and thanks to my von Willebrand disease I spurt out a lot more blood than a normal teen would. At each school I’d accidentally get cut and bleed non-stop and I ended up freaking out most of the girls because I wouldn’t’ stop bleeding. “
“Go on.” I say from a corner of the apartment being sure to keep my distance to not unnerve the young man.
“Well after that the girls took to mocking me because I couldn’t help it. I got called all sorts of names. The squirt. Aquaman’s period. Super-squirt. You name it I got called it.”
“That’s terrible. How did you deal with it?”
“I didn’t. My Mom ended up just moving me from school to school but it kept happening over and over again.”
“Where is your Mother? I’d of thought she’d of woken up by now.”
“She’s had to work late nights this week. Says she’s covering for someone who’s on vacation at work. She says she blames herself for my von Willebrand disease. Apparently I inherited it from her.”
At the moment Michael said that, Barry looked over at me and I nodded my head as I saw headlights pull up in the parking lot of the apartment complex. Sure enough out of the car emerged Michaels Mother who entered the apartment to a big surprise to see Barry and I stood before her.
“Michael sweety, what’s going on?”
“Mom this is Batman and the Flash, they’re investigating the disappearance of some of the girls that have been picking on me.”
“What? Why would someone do such a thing?”
“I think we should be asking you, Mrs Harlot.” Barry says. Clearly he’s noticed the bandage on her left arm.
“What do you mean?”
“Your bandage. You wouldn’t of happened to of cut yourself on a piece of glass from a window by chance?”
The Mother’s expression quickly turns making it clear that she knows we’ve figured out that it was her that’s behind all of this. She makes a run to leave the apartment but Barry blocks the door before she can escape. She panics and goes to pull out a needle of some sort and attempts to jab Barry but I launch my bat-claw at her and pull her towards me. I knock the needle out of her hands and grab hold of both her arms. I deliberately keep the pressure I apply to her left arm light to start with.
“The girls. Where are they?”
“Mom what have you done?”
“I did it for you Michael. To punish them for what they did to you. AHHHHH!”
I increase the pressure of my grip on her left arm.
“The girls. Where are they. Talk. Now”
“I won’t talk. Those whores deserve to die for what they did to my Michael. ARHHHHH!”
I apply even more pressure. Yet still she refuses to talk. The boy is starting to become distressed by this whole situation, he’s not happy with the pain I’m putting his Mother through. As much as I don’t want to do this it is necessary in order to find the missing girls. I squeeze harder.
“ARRRRHHHH”
“Mom!”
“Batman. That’s enough.”
“Not until she talks.”
“Mom!”
“ARRRRRHHHHH”
“Stop it please you’re hurting her! Please!”
The boy begins to cry and Barry races in and pulls my hand off her wound to stop her screaming. He whispers quietly into my ear so the other two don’t hear.
“Batman that’s enough. You’ve gone too far.”
I know that I may have crossed the line a bit with how far I went, but for what she has done she deserved the pain. I only feel regret for having to put her son through it.
“Mom please tell it isn’t true.”
There is a long silent pause.
“Mom please!”
“I did it for you Michael.”
“No!”
Barry approaches the boy and comforts him as he breaks down crying at the shock of the horror his Mother has done whilst she keeps her eyes fixed on me. Clearly my actions have scared her. Good. Scum like her deserves it.
“It’s alright Michael. It’s all going to be ok.”
Barry says this as he comforts the boy.
“Where are the girls.”
Still she remains quiet. The boy sees this and is clearly distraught about what his Mother claims to of done in his name. He stands up and approaches her.
“Mom. Where are they.”
“…..”
“Mom please. Where are they?”
“In the hell they deserve to be.”
“Please Mom, I know you’re not like this. Where are they?”
The boy is about to start crying again and Barry has walked up behind him and puts his hand on the boys shoulder.
“Dixon Docks. Warehouse 24. Basement.”
I sharply turn to look at Barry and nod at him. With that I race out of the apartment and jump into the bat-mobile and race to Dixon Docks to free the girls. If this woman has been so keen to punish these girls for what they’ve done to her son there’s no telling what danger they might be in. With in six minutes I’ve arrived and I quickly jump out of the bat-mobile and race into the warehouse. I can hear the sirens of the GPCD’s police cars arriving at the scene thanks to my call to Jim upon getting in the bat-mobile no doubt they’ll soon be arriving at the apartment where Barry is to take the boys Mother away.
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The girls location has been revealed and their kidnapper exposed, but will Batman make it to them in time? What will happen to young Michael and his Mother?
Tune in tomorrow to find out! Same bat-time, same bat-photostream.
To see these events play out from the Flashes point of view please do check out MrMinfig's aka Levi's photo stream!