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The Penguin and the Raven	By : AsylumWritings Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 500 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I am the bringer of war
Armed with my hatred and more
And I'm here to set things right
I am the breaker of chains
The only chance that remains
And I'm gonna start a fire
Bringer of War, Tremonti
I sat in the car, feeling a little edgy. I hated the waiting before something, because all there was to do was think.
“Are you ready, love?” Oz asked, touching my leg.
I nodded, zipping up my jacket. “I’ll see you in there.”
He pulled me in, kissing me deeply, then let me get out. I jogged down the alleyway as the car drove off, looking for the security entrance.
Spotting a guard standing near a door, I walked over.
“Can I help you?” He asked, stopping me.
“Yes! My name is Lily Richards and I’m here to do an upgrade of the security system.” I handed over the ID Oz had given me.
“They told me someone was coming, but I didn’t expect a woman.” He turned to let me in.
As the door opened, I kicked him in the back. He fell inside, and I grabbed his shirt before he could react, slamming his head into the floor and knocking him out. I only had a few minutes, so I quickly grabbed his gun and cuffed him, quietly creeping into the security room.
The guard seated at the screens didn’t notice as I stood behind him. At least not until I pressed the gun to his head.
“Do as I say, and I won’t have to kill you.” I said, reaching down and grabbing his cuffs of his belt. “Stand up, hands behind your back.”
He stood, and I cuffed him too. I pushed him to the ground, and sat in the chair. All I had to do was plug in a USB and start up the program that was on there.
“What are you planning to do?” I heard the guard ask from the floor.
“I’m hardly going to tell you that.” I pulled the USB out of my pocket, plugging it into the computer.
As I started the program, letting it hack into the security system, my phone began to ring.
“Are you in?” Oz asked, a little impatiently.
“It’s working now. Less than a minute until it’s done.” I put my foot up on the desk. “Maybe give it a minute and a half.”
“Meet us in there.” He hung up.
I got up, crouching in front of the guard as I pulled out a roll of duct tape. “I’m sorry for this. I know you’re just doing your job.”
He shrugged, not fighting against me as I taped his mouth shut. I had a feeling that he’d been in this situation many times. He just had that look about him. The look of someone who’d been in Gotham for far too long.
Just as I was leaving the room, I heard the sounds of screaming from the main recording area. I walked over, shoving my hands in my pockets. Oz was sitting on the desk in front of the cameras, his penguin mask covering his face.
“Ladies and Gentlemen of Gotham. For a long time, you have allowed yourselves to be ruled. Not by the Mayor, at least not on his own. No, you have allowed yourselves to be ruled by the greed of the Wayne family.”
I watched him talk. The way he spoke, the way he ruled the room, it was amazing. Standing at the back of the room, knowing that my responsibility was over now, I let myself get distracted for a moment. But a moment was just long enough that I didn’t here someone behind me until a hand was clamped over my mouth and I was suddenly pulled upwards.
Falling forward when we landed on the gangway, I managed to catch myself. I tried to run, but I was grabbed and pulled back, coming face to face with Batman. He bent me back over the railing until I was leaning too far over the edge.
“What does he want?” He demanded, wrapping his hand around my throat.
“I would think it’s pretty obvious.” I replied angrily, as I clung to his arm. “If you’re so concerned, why aren’t you down there stopping him?”
“Because I’m asking you.”
“Fuck you. Drop me if you want, I’m not telling you anything.” I looked over at Oz, seeing that the video had started.
He threw me onto the back onto the gangway, leaping over the railing. I hit the metal hard, gasping for breath.
“Oz!” I shouted, hoping he heard me.
Picking myself up, I managed to make my way to the stairs down near the back door. Oz had told me in the car that if there was any shooting, he wanted me to get out, so when I heard the sound of guns, I ran for the door.
I burst out of the building to find a lot of cops pointing their guns at me. Raising my hands, I tried not to panic.
“Brianna Grace, you’re under arrest for assault and murder.” One of them shouted.
As he walked towards me, I heard the flapping of wings and saw the raven diving at him. He swooped, scratching the cop’s face. The cop raised his gun to shoot at him.
“No!” I pulled his arm towards me, not realising he was squeezing the trigger.
He heard her shout his name, then there was a bang and smoke filled the room. The Bat was around, but he was too late. The video was already out there, so even if he got caught, it couldn’t be stopped.
He was worried that she’d been hurt, and needed to get to her. Running towards the back door, he heard a gunshot.
I could remember bits and pieces after the cop shot me. An ambulance, and being wheeled into a building. But then it all went black, until I woke up in a hospital bed.
Looking around, I could see a lot of other beds. When I saw the bars on the windows, I began to realise where I was. I sat up, ignoring the pain in my chest as I breathed, and finding that my hand was cuffed to the bed.
“Be careful. The bullet punctured your lung.” A doctor approached me. He had kind eyes, but I was still wary.
“Where am I?” I asked, leaning back.
“The women’s wing of Blackgate prison.” He shone a light into my eyes, making me blink. “Where did you get all of these scars? Are they self-inflicted?”
“No.” I shook my head. “Do I need to stay here? I really hate hospitals.”
“I’d rather you stay here overnight, so I can keep an eye on you, but tomorrow should be okay.” He put the stethoscope in his ears, instructing me to breathe deep. “One of the nurses will bring you some painkillers and something to eat. I’ll be by to check on your wound later.”
I watched him leave, biting the inside of my cheek. Scared and alone, I had no idea what I was supposed to do.
The next twenty-four hours were a tired, drugged out blur of nurses coming and going. Eventually, I was escorted to my cell. It was a cold, depressing room, but I didn’t care. I was beginning to feel angry. Oz had promised to keep me safe, but now I was in prison with no idea of when I would get out or if I would ever seen him again.
“Psst…” I heard a voice from a cell across the way. “New girl.”
I turned, wincing a little. There was a woman, a little younger than me, leaning against the bars of her cell door.
“What’s your name?” She asked.
“Bree.”
“Well, Bree, you look like you’ve been through some shit. What happened?”
I lifted my shirt to show my bandage. “A cop shot me.”
“I definitely want to hear more about that.” She stood back as a guard unlocked her door. “I have to see the doctor, but when I get back, we’ll talk more.”
I watched her leave, then sat back on the bed, leaning against the wall. I was exhausted still, but I didn’t think I could sleep, because there were too many thoughts in my mind.
As I was debating what to do, a guard approached. He held an envelope through the bars.
“This is for you.” He waited until I took it. “From Oz.”
I gave him a confused look. “Uh, thanks.”
He nodded and walked away. I opened the envelope, finding a letter inside.
Bree,
I didn’t mean for it to go like this. We should have had more time, but one of my men snitched.
I know I promised that I would keep you safe and I did fail. I’m here at Blackgate as well, but I wanted to make sure you knew that I will get you out of there. It just might take some time.
I love you, and I’m sorry for getting you imprisoned.
Oz.
Tears began to roll down my cheeks, and I placed the letter under my pillow. I was very quickly coming to the conclusion that I was going to be stuck there for a while. Lying down on the bed, I resigned myself to my fate.
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