See this whole things started after i was kidnapped, became an experiment for some fucked up wanna be scientist. So I now heal 200x faster than the average person, so hypothetical situation here, i get shot its like stubbing your toe, hurts for a while but not that bad. The hole or wound just closes up like a clenched asshole. (Wonderful thought I know). During that whole process i was stabbed, shot and injected to see if it effected my immune system. I have a wild scar on my face and I have a lot of questions.
Trying to find this soggy sandwich of a man wasnt that hard. Just threaten a few people, hack some stuff and I had to fly to Gotham, now were here in present day.
Granted being in some random bar in a mask will raise some suspicions but this cheeky fucker decided he wants a fight. See this man doesn't have a weapon or if he does he's not using it. So I wait for him to attack. His arm around my throat, his hand reaches and just brushes my mask when I flip him on his back. My knees pinning his arms down, hand on his throat gun to his head. By the gasps I guess he's not used to being taken down quite so easily.
"I'm not here for you do you know a man by the name of Frankie Florance?" I ask with a picture of the fucker.
"No. Put the gun away and we can talk privately" he says firmly
"Fine" I put my gun away and he flips so he's on top. So I kick him over my head, my feet digging into his hips for force.
I slide my self down so I'm hovering over his mid section.
"Follow me to my house and I'll explain, ok?" I state
"Ok" he agrees. I stand up and offer a hand, of which he takes.
And so a short walk to my house later were in the kitchen, I sit on the table, he chooses a chair.
"Hardly fair you've seen my face and I haven't seen yours" he said teasingly
"Fine" I huff and pull the mask off
"That's some nasty scar you've got there how did it happen?" He looking at my scar
"Some horrible man did this to me and I'm trying to find him." I say looking him in the eye
"To kill him? " he asks
"No to play chess. Yes to kill him" i reply sarcastically
"Ok no need to be sarcastic." He huffs rolling his eyes
"Listen, ive been looking for this bastard for over six years now. Sorry if my patients are running low." I reply mildly irritated
"Right, so you're pretty desperate, huh?" He asks smirking
"Yes. Ive taken out as many of his boy band as I can and a few are supposed to be in Gotham tonight."
"Ok, and you need my help?" He smirks
"I can do it on my own but help would be much appreciated" I raise my eyebrow with a smirk that matches his.
I pull out the faces of the people I need dead.
"Frankie won't come quietly so we take out his men, a few at a time until he has nothing left. He'll have no choice but to see me. God knows half of his men are shit. He doesn't have many options left and I'm not gonna murder his kids and wife, not when they have no idea what he even does for a living." I explain
"Oh you have morals?" He looked curiously
"Eh kinda. No kids, no pets unless dangerous and no innocent people" I explain
"Oh pretty good" he says looking at me.
"I was a child when I was taken, experimented on, I'm not letting other kids go through the same thing." I defended myself
"Im Victor Zsasz" he introduces himself.
"Chelsea Knight" I reply
