Renegade (Arkhamverse)

Chapter 2

I forgot to put a picture of what Renegade looks like in the media.

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I woke up groggily hearing someone on the phone speaking in a hushed voice.

"Yes, he just showed up at the door asking for help."

"But there's also something I think you may want to look at yourself."

I couldn't hear what was being said on the other end but I guessed that it was a question.

"He's been branded by someone called the joker, his wounds suggest he was also tortured by the same person also."

"Master Bruce, I do not know why this joker would take a regular Civillian from the streets but if you would when he wakes up I can ask him some questions." I heard the old man suggest.

I wouldn't have to lie this guy practically lived with the batman, I wouldn't have to worry about keeping it all a secret, the only thing I woujdbt reveal just yet is my connection to slade that would put us both at risk.

The door opened and in stepped the man who'd answered the door.

We stared at each other awkwardly for a few seconds.

"Hey, um, thanks for helping me even though you didn't have to at all."

"You are quite welcome, but do you. Mind if I ask you some questions"

"I Don't mind."

"What happened to you?"

"I'm just going to say that I know your master Bruce Wayne is batman...my name is Ryland Wilson and I'm Renegade, a Mercenary, I was out collecting a contract when the joker took me by surprise and knocked me unconscious and when I came too I my hands were cuffed above my head and my Renegade costume had been removed along with all my other gear soon after the joker walked into the room and beat me with a sledgehammer im guessing you've seen my ribs? And after that he and his thugs branded me with individual letters forming their bosses name, these two mercenaries who feared for theirs lives gave me my gear and freed my hands but before I could put my suit on the joker walked back in about to brand me and I escaped after the branding through a vent."

The old guy nodded his head.

"I was about to make food, would you be interested in a Christmas supper?seeing how late at night it is"

"You'd let me a Mercenary have food?why take the risk and keep me around?" I asked him shocked.

"Because unlike you, the man I serve isn't on his way to blackgate prison, so by all means, kill me if you wish just know you'll have an angry bat to deal with."

"Slade lost!?" I asked shocked yet again my disbelief may have shown on my face a bit too much.

"He did, batman should be on his way back, he wants to confirm your story, and deduce weather or not he should and I qoute 'kick your ass to blackgate!' he told me and I couldn't help but laugh.

I loved this old man.

"If you don't mind me asking but just  How old are you?"

"15."

"And how long have you been a Mercenery?"

"I started full time when I was 10
But slade first started training me when I was six during that time I still went out into Gotham as renegade however I wasn't allowed to kill."

The old man just simply nodded.

"Hey, I'm, this is akward but I keep referring to you as the old man in my head do you a name I could call you by?"