"Ah, Erica Richards, the Avatar. It's a pleasure to meet you."
He landed the plane amid some bushes, then climbed out.
We snuck behind a few trees. "Erica, you do exactly what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it. No buts. Understand?"
"Umm, yeah?" Not really.
He nodded, then raced into the greenery with me close behind him.
It took a while for us to climb the tower without me flying, but we managed to make it work.
My hands were clutched onto the stone ledge, praying that I wouldn't slip with Batman right next to me.
"Stay here." He jumped over the ledge, and I heard grunts and groans.
What, he thinks I can't handle fighting a few guys? I felt hurt by this, but I shoved it off.
"Erica!" He called from the top.
I flipped over the ledge and found Batman pinning an old guy to the ground.
"If you would please hand me my receiver, I will call off my guards and make it easier for the both of us," said the man.
Batman thought for a bit, and handed him the receiver just a few inches from his face.
"Ubu, call off the guards. I will be entertaining a guest."
Batman let the man stand up. "It ought to be better inside, Detective," he glanced at me. "Ah, Erica Richards, the Avatar. It's a pleasure to meet you."
The hostile look on Batman's face told me not to reply.
I followed the two men inside the toasty room, where a desk sat against the glass window that Batman had broken.
The man poured a glass of wine inside two glass cups. "Wine?"
Batman shook his head, while I said, "I'm only 17."
The man looked intently at the Dark Knight. "Are you going to introduce me to the young lady, Detective?"
Batman said nothing, and the man sighed and looked at me. "I am Ra's Al-Ghul."
I gasped. "THE Ra's Al-Ghul?"
He smiled, but said nothing.
"Tell me what happened to Jason," Batman ordered.
Ra's sighed. "I was wrong for trusting the Joker in my brilliant plan. I underestimated him; I'd have never guessed he would've gone so far as to kill the boy.
"I felt guilty in the months that followed after his funeral. And so I found out that there was a myth that came along the Lazarus Pit for years."
"What's the Lazarus Pit?" I whispered.
"A pit that has the ability to make people immortal." Batman glared at Ra's while he said that.
"The myth," Ra's continued, "believed the the Pit could restore lives. I knew it was 50-50, but I had to take the chance.
"I'd held confidence that you wouldn't perform an autopsy, and it took only a few bucks to make the switch of bodies. But when we dipped him into the Pit, you could say he came back...damaged."
It took me a while to take this all in. Finally, Ra's ended his story and turned to the window, muttering something that sounded Arabic.
Batman tapped my shoulder and motioned for the exit, and we left without another word.
"But when we dipped him into the Pit, you could say he came back...damaged."
Another OC Poem
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
Amber-Dark Angel
Erin
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he said in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl said it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he said in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl said it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
