17-year-old Cassandra Wu-San Cain (Daughter of Assasin, David Cain) has fled to Gotham City hoping to escape from her father's grueling training and methods he had her do for the first 9 years of her life. Unable to speak and properly communicate du...
At almost 4 in the morning on this grey Gotham night, Cassandra is staring out the front passenger seat window and observing. Dane driving the all-black sedan pulls up into the shipping yard right off the Gotham River. You can tell it is a police-issued vehicle because of the hidden lights on the top of the windshield and the dispatch radio on the center dashboard. Slightly confused about why Dane would be taking her here, Cassandra grows more dubious of him even more than before. She thinks, "What would a squadron of the Special Crimes Unit be meeting at the docks?" Cassandra is starting to feel a little uneasy but doesn't have enough reason to actually distrust him.
Dane: My squadron should be here soon. We have a safe house here in case of an emergency that's off the grid from the rest of the unit. You'll be safe here I assure you.
Cassandra looks at Dane with a blank look as if she is no longer taking anything he says of value. For all she knows, he could be leading her here to kill her. The car stops right in front of a brown shipment container sitting at the end of the docking bay. Dane shuts his car off and reaches for his door.
Dane: Come on. It's just right in there.
As Dane exits the vehicle and walks toward the container he stops and then turns around to see Cassandra still sitting in the passenger seat.
Dane: Come on don't be stubborn, Cassandra.
Immediately Cassandra's eyes widen in slight surprise. How does this random guy know her name? She has never spoken to him about it obviously. Now she knows something is up, and has to have her full guard up around him. Dane walks up to the container and positions his right hand on it as if he is going to touch it. As he hovers his hand over the container, a black panel suddenly appears. Dane then places his hand on the mysterious panel and it scans his handprint. Interested in what she sees, Cassandra then opens the car door and steps out to observe more. Once Dane removes his hand from the panel, it immediately disappears and then the container door opens outward.
Dane: Home sweet home.
The door fully opens revealing a room with a desk holding a giant computer and what looks like small living quarters with a couch, a bed, and another room leading to an armory. Cassandra instantly notices the heavy artillery in the armory from all sorts of handguns and assault rifles to even katanas and other swords. That makes Cassandra warry thinking about why SCU would carry illegal firearms and swords. Dane then turns around and looks toward Cassandra who is still standing near the car.
Dane: You like it?
Cassandra glares at him not trusting him more and more by the minute. She is not sure whether she should even move from the vehicle and is even thinking if she should just run from him. Cassandra then grabs onto the car door telegraphing that she is about to run. Dane notices and squints his eyes a little glaring back at her.
Dane: What are you doing?
Cassandra just continues to glare at him then looks to her right where she sees a long road in the middle of towering shipment containers then looks back at Dane.
Dane: Don't do it, Cassandra.
There he goes again saying her name out loud. As Cassandra attempts to take off, a red sticky substance suddenly hits her in the arm sticking her wrist to the car door window. Cassandra in shock looks at the substance while trying to yank her arm loose but to no avail. Cassandra looks up towards the direction in which the substance would have been shot to see Black Spider who is hanging on the side of one of the containers stacked on top of the others waving at her.
Black Spider: Sorry, girly. You're not getting off that easily.
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