19. First Encounter

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=--Allison--=


The wind is soft and blows quite. I look below with a wary expression, knowing that if Selina doesn't make an appearance soon I will have to leave without her.

"Hey Cat, you here? Cops are here and we need to go." I glance around while speaking to myself and sit Indian style on the ledge.

I hear three soft thuds behind me and slouch down, letting out a prolonged sigh. "Listen, I know whoever you people are, probably have common sense. So back down and just let me go, and there will be no problems. Kay?" I don't turn around to get their response, just pick up my bow and reached in my quiver for a smoke bomb arrow. 

"Hold it. Stand up slowly and drop your weapons." Ah, Batman. You could recognize his voice anywhere.

"You got it. Just let me put this... " I stood up and turned around to face him noticing he had two other companions. I paid them no mind and looked Batman in what I assume was his eyes when I finished, "Away." I whipped out the arrow and shot it at Batman's feet. It made a beeping sound, the same as my bombs, so people can't tell the difference.

When they heard the beeping they ran away, allowing me to backflip off the building, catching onto a window frame and pulling myself onto it.

I looked around for Selina and saw her getting pushed into a cop car, angry look on her face. When she looked up through the tinted windows she saw me and glared.

Hah. She probably thinks I abandoned her. Well too bad, I was busy with other problems. 

I hit the window with my heel and prepared myself for the broken glass to hit me. I hit it a few more times before it finally shattered, and luckily it didn't cut me, just gave me some scratches. I entered and looked around, realizing I was in a workshop. From the looks of it, whoever owns this place likes to make sculptures and gardening.

Perfect.

I run over to the cabinet near an unfinished sculpture and look for clay. I pick up some from the back and throw it on the table to get to work I get the clay into three sections, then put two of them aside so I can start on the first one. I flatten out the clay in a rectangle shape, and start to expand it, making the whole thing thinner, but also larger in size. I grab some smoke bombs from my belt and put them onto the middle of the clay, then rolled the edges back into itself. Once it was done I shaped it some more until it was a rectangle block.

I put it to the side and started work on the second one, and quickly finished it, making it a little more sloppy than the original.

I used the last bit of clay to make a smaller device. I went towards the garden and cut off the heads of some oxeye daisy's, putting them inside the clay instead.

When I finished all of them I started putting them in position. I put one near the door, that if I am correct some hero should come through in a couple minutes, one to the side of the workplace, and the last one right above the window frame on the outside of the window, the one I broke earlier of course.

I stand by in the middle of the room, rocking back and forth on my feet and wait. There isn't much I can do, are the heroes don't do their part.

Maybe I should write them a note?

Yeah, that will do.

I walk over to the nearest workstation and look for a piece of paper. I find one under a mug and move to the pencil holder sitting on the desk.

I quickly scribble a note in my neatest handwriting and tape it to the inside of the windowsill, before going back to my spot in the middle of the room.

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