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From My Hands	By : Undine Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Batman: The Animated Series Views: 3109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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HEEEY! k,so heres what was supposed to be chapter 3 part 2.. just consider it chapter 4.
Check a/n at the end. got info on the story but i don't wanna give too much away before you read. ENJOY!!!
Chapter 4
The heacy metal door creaked as one of the goons opened it for the others. Inside she could see the "snow" Formed on the floor and the ice screeping down the walls and hanging from the ceiling. The mere gust from the doors opening sendt such a shiver down her spine she nearly fell from over the mans shoulder at her violent shudders. First they tossed the still unconcious Robin into the center of the room, making sure he didn't move before throwing her to the ground, aiming to throw her in the center as well. The door was creaking shut as the men chuckled. "Nighty, night kids!"
Raising to her elbows she watched the door shut, hears the locks click and threw the tiny, extremly thick glass, watched the men tinker with sumthing outside before she heard the fans kick in at a much faster pace than they were already going. They'd lowered the temperature. Looking around the industrial freezer for any means of escape, though her body protested at even the thought of moving, she gasped.
Obscured by one of the shelving units, vissible only by looking under the bottome shelf and through the cracks between boxes, she could make out a face, a frozen, frost bitten face of horror of a man in fetal position. The 'visitor' The boss had mentioned earlier, meant to keep them company in the afterlife.
Scurrying away as quickly as she could from the body, stomache dangerously close to emptying, she bumped into the body of the still oblivious Robing, sitting at the top of his head. The thin, cheap t-shirt she'd stolen from the hospital on her way out did nothing to fight off the cold. As if the shudders that had wracked her body before hadn't been enough they were doubled now. The rim of her vision was cloudy and dark. She curled into a ball, trying to keep her teeth from chattering.
A buzz... A buzz and static. A crackle. She listened. Was it her ears? Her head? Was the cold effecting her? Stiffly she moved her neck, searching for the source of this annoyance. Could she not even die in peace? Against her leg, Robins head had turned to the side. SOmething was in his ear. Some plastic. The noise was coming from there. He groaned, disturbed by the noise. She leaned over him, hands on either side of his head for balance, still swaying as she tried to lean in to hear the noise.
There was a voice. It was brreaking up, muffled to her being as the speaker was burried in Robins ear. Hands trembling she plucked the device from his ear, trying with all her might not to drop the small device as she tried to lift it to her ear, resorting to falling back on her calves for balance. Hands still shaking she placed the device to her ear. The static caused her pain, crackling in her ear with interference.
"Ro... what...loca..."
"Hello.." She called out shakily.She couldn't understand this man. She didn't know if he could hear her, if he could help her but if she didn't do somthing they were going to freeze. Again, hoarsly, as if she'd not spoken in years she tried desperatly when all she'd gotten was more broken speech. "Hello... can u hear me..."
"Who... where..in.."
"Help..We're trapped..! They're going to kill us..." The moisture that gathered at the bottom of her lids was freezing in the sunken hollow under her eyes causing a small super thin sheet of ice. "We need help...!"
There was static on the other end of the comincator for a moment, not even an attempt at speach for a long moment. she could hear her heart pounding in her ears. How much was getting through to this man? Who was it? Was this really Batman?
"Ho...n........there.."
The comunicator went dead. The static, the broken language.. Everything died. "Hello! Hello!!!" She called desperatly into the ear peice. Nothing. There was nothing to answer her. With a frustrated sob she tossed the ear piece to the freezer floor. Wrapping her arms around herself she looked to Robin through the sting of her freezing tears.
Something caught her eye. His mask. At his temple, there was a slight gap where the mask had pulled from his skin. Though her thoughts were blurry she WAS able to filter through the fuzz that there was a chance here. They'd knocked him out so he couldn't fight back, they'd locked him in there. He was dangerous to them. When he was dead, they'd collect their prize. They'd go after one of the most common things everybody wanted to know, his identity. You can't fight back wheen you're dead.
If she was going to die with him, why did she not deserve to know too?
With a surprisingly steady hand she reached forward, pausing when there wa another stirring from the older boy. When the eyes behind the mask didn't open she reached for the gap. She fingered it gently feeling a bit of the bodyheat disipating from his body. Her arm shook as she gathered up the strength to pull the mask off. With a quick inhale of breath she yanked the mask horizontally across his eyes. she was met with resistance as the glue pulled and ripped at his skin. Almost instantly he jerked up, pulling away from her with a yelp. His hands flew to his eyes
The skin that had been pulled, some spots even torn by his mask being forcefully pulled off was hot and pulsing,m little drops of blood sticking to his fingers from where the skin was torn. A shiver ran up his spine, alerting him to his frigid suroundings. There was a dull throb at the base of his skull, he could feel his ribs bruised from kicks he'd obviously taken but he couldn't remember what had happened. He knew his mask was missing, he knew someone had to have done it and likely were still in the room with him. He knew the risk of revealing himself, but for the moment being, walking around with his hands covering his eyes, virtually blind, his chances of finding his way out of whatever mess he had apparentl gotten himself into were extremely slim.
Head down, trying to cover as much of his face as he could with his unruly hair he lowewred his hands slowly, still covering the bridge of his nose, trying to reveal as little of the skin that SHOULD have been covered, as possible. Almost immediatly Baby blue met Jade eyes as the girl in front of his, mask dangling between her fingers, sat unmoving mouth opened slightly as she stared him in the face. "Crap!" Turning his face to the side, one hand attempting to hide his identity, he swiped his hand out, snatching the mask from her hands with no resistance.
Everything had come back. Where he was, how and why he'd been there, and who, though he didn't actually know her name, had just gotten a good look at his face unmasked. The situation unerved him so, that he fumbled through his utility belt that he'd normaly have completely organized in his mind, for the adhesive for this mask. Always keep an extra, just in case. It burned the open and raw flesh like hell when he pressed it back to his face, but that was the least of his worries. He still needed to find out where they'd been left, how to get out.. and if Batman was going to kill him for letting her see him.
Those eyes... She'd seen those eyes before.Through the haze and muck that had become her mind, there was no reasonable explanation as to why, of all things, those eyes were so clear to her. Years ago.. Her father, a paper taken from the trash. Frontpage. There was a large colored image that had caught her eye. His eyes, and the smile. She remember her fathers anger. 'Bruce wayne adopts'. It was the talk of the town. Some slum kid. His anger. She'd remember him saying, Wayne was nothing but a spoiled, idiotic, heir to a fortune and wouldn't survive a hard days work if his life depended on it. He'd said the only reason he'd adopted from the slums was publicity. It made him look good. She hadn't said anything then. She couldn't understand his anger, even if she'd pay for it later that night. But something, that sparkle of happiness, glint of mischevness. It stayed with her. If something good could happen to him, why not her family?
He'd gotten his mask back in place before her reeverie ended. He looked to her, examining her expression for a possible answer. When he got nothing back from her but a a blank stare he'd bgun investigating his suroundings. an industrial freezer. Once this may have actually been a legitamate place, being as there was stock piled on shelved. Apparently the neighborhood went to the dogs if the body, mostly hidden behind boxes was an indication. The temperature was far below freezing, they were running out of time. Standing he yanked the inside handle of the door. It wouldn't budge. Like he'd actually expected the bad guys to leave the door open for him.
"You're.. you're that rich kid..." She stutter from behind him, clearly still caught up on the subject. he turned to her, eyes that would normally be hard softened with pitty at her look. How much could go wrong for just one person in such a short time?
"later." It was curt. He didn't mean to be rude to her. Not everything was her fault. Well then.. if she hadn't come here... and she HAD ripped off his mask, which sent his mind on a full paranoid rampage. Still.. "We gotta get out of here first." Turning back to the door he examined it more closely. Thick, but not too thick. Reaching into his belt again he pulled out his weopon. Plastic explosive. Placing it in the cracks near the hinges, well polaced charges, it'd bring the door down. Then it was just a matter of fighting his way out of here while dragging her behind him. Fun!
Stepping away, wrapping her in his cape and covering one ear with his free hand and pressing her other to his chest he detonated. BANG, creak and THUD later, the door lay on the freezer floor. He got up, pushing her gently on the shoulder as signal for her to stay at the back of the frrezer where she was. Peeking his head around the door, he saw no one. Down the hall,no one. Odd. The explosion could definitly be heard for a distance, even so, the cliche bad guy bodyguards should have been close.
Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth he shrugged it off. Better not to go looking for trouble in thissituation. Pulling her up with a hand around her bicep he headed for the door. "We've got to move! Can you run?"She nodded painfully. "Stay close! Listen to me and you might get out of her alive." Taking another look outside the door, he headed out, holding her wrist and tugging her along. When he was certain she would follow he let her go.
It was a maze! Whoever had designed this place was a mad man, or had planned for it to turn to sum drug lords lair. If he'd been concious when they'd dragged him into the cooler of death, he ay have had an advantage. Now he was just taking his best guess. But he got lucky. Voices. ACtually, a fight. The wooshes echoed through the halls. Batarangs. Batmanhad come for him. Relief than dread washed over him. He was going to be sooo pissed he'd left post. Atleast now he had a direction to head for, thoug determining just how the sounds bounced off the walls and which direction was still somewhat tricky. Things were starting to look familiar again. He'd passed this way before. Just as he was starting to get his bearings he heard a shift. The patter of feet behind him changed. She'd changed directions. Turniing quickly on his hels he watched her disappear into a door way. 'damn it! we don't have time for this!'
Following her into the room he wasn't prepared for what he saw. She'd stopped near the center of the room, a short distance from where the body of the man from earlier lay sprawled on the floor. His head was nearly exploded, brainmatter splattered across the floor, soaking in the pool of blood. Her face was blank as she looked down at the man. There were no tears in her eyes, no sadness, no sorrow. Nothing. Emptiness.
Quick on his feet he ran up behing her, covering her eyes with a gloved hand before spinning her around, wrapping her in his cape. This was just wrong. She shouldn't be seeing this! "Don't look.." He pulle3d her tighter to him, backing towards the door, his own eyes fixed on the gruesome scene. When he reached the door he lifted his arm that had held her protectively under his cape. He used the material to block her veiw, urging her out the door. She moved forward, slowly at first, like her feet were stuck in quicksand. With more urging from him she picked uo more speed.
Leaving one horror behind them he prayed they'd see no more on their way out. They both seemed to know their way out now. They had both come this far before they were ambushed afterall. He stayed close to her. He couldn't trust to leave her behind him, and he was still worried they'd run into more trouble. And no one should ever doubt the instincts of a Robin.
AS she passed an opening to another corridor she gasped, splamming her back against the wall as she scooted back towards him. With reactions instilled in him since the early days as Robin he covered her, putting himself between her and the enemy. Further into the hall was a man, the girl knew him to be the 'boss' but for Robin it as the first time he'd seen him. He was in hysterics, smashing glass beakers and jars filed with liquid against the walls and floors. Scatter around were gassoline containers, spilled out, some still leaking. Turning with an insane smile to the boy wonder, he held up a zippo lighter in one hand, flicking its flame to life as he raised his firearm to his temple with the other.
"You ain't getting me! I die on my own terms!" Squeezing the trigger he dropped the lighter.
Eyes wide and with a yell Robin grabbed the girl and tossed both of them down the hall they'd been heading down before crossing path with this man. The hall errupted in flames, the amount of accelerant used and confined space causing flames to shoot from the mouth of the hall, hitting the wall they'd just been against and licking at their feet. The alarms blared and sprinklers kicked in. He pushed her up, forcing her to run forward. He just wanted out of here! Lets trythis another nite shall we?!
She couldn't hear anything beyond the slamming of her heart against her ribs, the pulsing of her brain against her skull. It hurt so bad she wanted to puke. She kept running, even though her vision was blacking out. The black creeping in from the outter ridges of her eyes took more and more each time she blinked. that would be a very good reason why she didn't see the broad chest she was running into until her nose crunched against the dark knight. His hands rested on her shoulders when she looked up at him. The image was too much, looming over her, jaw set, mouth in a line, eyes stern. Everything finally went black.
Batman caught the girls body as she went limp, locking eyes with his protoge right behind her. With a stern face he conveyed all his disapointment and anger that his bird had made a move against orders The ever wonderful Bat-glare... He only wished he had time to feel ashamed.
He shook his head. "It's a mess back ther Batman. We need to get out of here."
Knowing if Robin was able to ignore the glare that it had to be important. Scooping the girl into his arms he headed back the way he'd come in. Robin was hot on his heels the whole way out, passing the unconcious and tied goons. the closer they came to the exit the louder the fire engine and police sirens became. Bursting through the door into the alley. they continued to the entrance between the two building before stopping. Batman set the unconcious girl down, placing her back against the wall.
The caped crusader turned to his bird, determined to get the answers to guestions he didn't need to ask. Robin looked up at him, swallowing thick against the lump in his throat. Looking up to his mentor with obvious guilt he felt smaller than when he'd first met the man.
"I think we have a problem..." He began.
The sirens blared. A spot light scanned the area, landing on the dynamic dueo. Both tilted thei head away from the brightness, blocking their faces with their capes. Seeing his mentor reach for his grapple gun he knew they were making a quick exit. Looks like this ould have to wait for later. Following Batman into the air, they were forced to leave the girl behind. His stomach was in knotts as he sent a silent prayer that he hadn't just destroyed Batman and Robin.
A/N- okay. So with the whole explosives thing. I don't own an "Explosives 101 for dummies" book. I'm basing everything off movies i've seen and a little common sense. So it's more than likely that I've made booboos. don't flame over it. As a reminder, remember this is a blending of the cartoon/comic. I'm using cartoon Tims background. yes I realize thats based off of Jasons. Is Jason gunna show up in this fanfictions universe? I don't know, haven't decided yet. You'll just have to stay tuned. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
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