The Girl of the Wild {DC Comics/Part 1 The Wildflower Series}

Ch. 47 Not in Kansas Anymore

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Song: Goodbye Yellow Brick Road by Elton John

Pale yellow foam walls were the first thing I saw when I woke up. It seemed foam walls were the only thing in this room. I sat up from my position on the ground to further look around when a wave of nausea hit me. "Talk about a hangover," I mumbled, reaching up to massage between my eyes. Whatever Batman had given me...

"Batman!" I shouted, then quickly winced when a shot of pain went through my head again. I pushed myself up, wobbling a bit, before almost falling into the heavy metal door.

Batman must have put me in this room to cool down. Or maybe not. The door was locked. I wasn't deterred however. I had powers after all and I could just break the lock if I wanted to. But the familiar surge of adrenaline never came.

"What the-" That's when I noticed it- the heavy metal collar with the beeping red lights around my neck- no doubt an inhibitor collar. A curse slipped through my lips as I looked around for an escape. That's when I found it. A security camera was positioned in the corner by the door, staring me down with its beeping red lights.

I smiled.

They shouldn't have put that there.

A mysterious smile ghosted across my lips as I slowly slipped to the opposite corner of the room. Once there, I turned abruptly on my heel and began mentally measuring the amount of effort I would need to put in to complete my task. The ceiling was high, so this required a lot of momentum. One wrong move and I'd be face planting against the ground, and I had no time to mess up. Once whoever was watching the camera realized I was escaping, I'd have almost no time to enact the next step. Once assessed, I began quickly walking forward, my pace quickening shortly before my body was almost flying towards the camera.

Halfway across the room, I did a series of flips to create a pulling force with my body. Once to the wall of the camera, I launched forward, grabbing onto the mats with my hands and using my feet to anchor and climb up the wall. Finally, at the top and out of breath, I yanked harshly on the camera, sending sparks and circuits flying. Nevertheless, I got it, and was quickly making my way down to dismantle the machine.

The first thing I did was unlock the collar with a wire I'd found inside the camera. Then I unlocked the door, but halfway out, I stopped. There was no doubt a team of security guards on their way. If I left the guards to find me, I would most likely get placed back in here. But if I faced them on my own terms, I had a better chance of winning, and succeeding in the plan.

So it was decided and, within seconds, they arrived. I silently thanked the Great Lion that it was a small team. I wasn't in the best condition to fight after whatever drug Batman had given me, especially since it hadn't completely worn off. What was in that stuff? Human drugs didn't usually have this effect on me.

It better not have been a horse tranquilizer! I thought as I punched a guard in the nose. She doubled over in pain- blood gushing through her fingers- as another guard attacked me from behind. He knocked the side of my face before his heavy arms wrapped around my shoulders to prevent much movement and I forced us backward to collide with the wall. His head cracked and he released me. I was lucky to have been able to hit him hard enough against the matted walls. It was too dangerous to use any kind of animal strength against a normal human without killing him. A sigh escaped my lips as I looked at his crumpled form. Poor guy was only following orders.

Another guard was sneaking up behind me with his billy club raised, probably hoping to get the drop on me, but I turned at the last minute and grabbed onto it. A smile snuck across my face as I threw the baton to the ground and forced him to his knees. I was about to raise a heel to his face when another, different man tried the same method from before- wrapping his arms around my body. I smirked. They never learned. Quickly, I sent a zebra-powered uppercut kick to the baton-less guard's face -effectively knocking him unconscious- and kicked off from his body. The guard behind me and myself went tumbling back and, with his balance off and the strength of a mountain gorilla, I pulled forward suddenly. The guard went flying over my shoulder and flying into the first guard, who was finally straightening up from clutching her bloody nose.