Hello everyone, I just wanted to say that I am considering changing Em's 'hero' name, but I'm not sure what to so could you leave suggestions in the comments, or messaging me with your ideas, and I'll dedicate the chapter to the person who's idea I use, anyways, onto the story!
Em's P.O.V.
"Atia! Look out!" Robin called pointing behind me. I spun kicked the guy behind me, and he fell, unconscious. "Get the keys." He ordered me, making me glare.
I opened my mouth to retort, but Red Robin yelled from the next cell.
"Atia, now is not the time!!" He cut us off. I sighed in defeat, then turned towards the door. Someone was coming.
I ducked behind a crate that was beside the door, but I didn't touch it. The boys had warned me when I got here that touching the crate is how Penguin got them. Penguin had also decided to take refuge inside an old warehouse, where there was only one was in from the front, and one way out from the back. Another thug opened the door the I was hiding next to, and he walked right past me.
"I'll get whoever it is, boss. No one'll get past me." The thug talked arrogantly. I snuck up behind him, while he was still walking away. I stood up right behind him.
I whispered into his ear, "Are you sure about that?" And I hit a pressure point right behind his ear, that knocked him out, and also broke the com he was talking through.
"Cute, now go get the keys! Penguin has them." Red Robin said.
"Obviously, I'll be back. Don't do your stupid disappearing act until I get back." I called to them, then walked back through the door the thug walked into the room with.
There was no one in the room, but I walked carefully, using the goggles I made (with Alfred's and my dad's help, of course) to look for any traps or men. Nothing was showing up, so I was even more worried than usual. There was an air vent on the side of the room, so I opened the door and looked down the venting, nothing was showing up on my goggles, so I decided to climb into the vent and pull the cover on behind me. I crawled through, but about halfway through the vent, something crawled over my hand, which I was not paying attention to, almost making me yelp and hit my head, but I managed to stay quiet. I looked down, and saw a rat sitting directly on my hand.
"Of course, it's always me on the rescue missions, how uncliche. Hey, Mr. Rat, could you please be so kind as to get off of my hand, I really would like to continue on my merry way, and I'm sure you would like to move on as well." I whispered to it. It looked up at me, then scurried off, making me breathe a sigh of relief.
I continued on my way, making my way to the end of the vent. There was a loud booming sound from the wall next to me, making me sigh and then move a small bit faster.
"Damn it! The rat got away!" The thug yelled through the wall.
"Dumb ass, you had a fucking rocket launcher, how did you miss??" Another thug yelled.
"I missed, leave me alone!" He yelled. I must've gotten out of the hallway a couple second ago. The rat from before curried after me, then jumped onto my shoulder.
"Well, I guess we can help each other out, then." I whispered to the rat which looked at me and seemed to nod.
I got to the end of the ventilation system, and turned my goggles back on. The room only had six thugs, I I backed back into the vent. "OK, little guy, you stay in here, I'll go take care of the idiots in the next room if you hear gunshots, run back to your home, alright?" I whispered to the rat, that crawled off of my shoulder and sat down by the wall.
I snuck out of the vent and took down three guys right away, and Penguin remained silent, but I saw the heart beat monitors. What was he planning? I took out two more guys, and, when the last guy remained, Penguin finally decided to speak up.
