Tigress~ A Young Justice Fanfic

Chapter Twelve

For SPELLISMS. I have no idea how you found this book, but I'm glad that you did. Enjoy!

Batman stood in front of a screen in the Watchtower. Suddenly, there was static and Sportsmaster appeared onscreen.

"Hello, Bats. Did your little brat tell you that I kidnapped the speedster boy?" Seeing the vague surprise on Batman's face, he continued. "No? Well, I did. Wanna see him?" He adjusted the camera. There was an unconscious Wally, beaten and bloody, tied to a chair. The was a brown a green lump on the floor in the corner. It took Bruce a minute to realize that it was Artemis.

"What did you do to them?" The Bat growled.

"Them? Oh, you're talking about my b**** of a daughter. I just tortured them a little. I gave the rest of the brats a riddle to find them. But let me warn you: you're now on the clock. You forty eight hours to figure out the riddle, or bye bye little speedster. Forty eight hours. He's yours, no problem, no fight if you find him in time. If not, he dies!"

"What about Tigress?"

"Oh, her? She's nonnegotiable. She's mine, and she's staying that way. Try to take her, and we will have a problem."

"What are you going to do to her?"

"I'm actually just about to have a meeting about that. The three plans are that we'll torture her until she agrees to work for us again, sell her, that shouldn't be hard, she's a very pretty girl, I have to admit that, or my favorite, execute her. Though torture sounds really fun, I've wanted that b**** out of the way for too long. It depends on what Ra's al Ghul thinks about her torture-for-information session. But, why do you care? She was just your little pawn."

"I just wondered what you were going to do with her."

"Why?So you'll be able to comfort her poor, grief stricken boyfriend?" Sportsmaster scoffed. "He'll get over her. She's a b****! The only reason that he likes her is because she's pretty nothing else. She's too f***ing worthless for anyone to actually love her. Isn't that right, Baby Girl?" He walked over to the girl who Bruce just realized wasn't unconscious and kicked her.

The teen groaned in pain.

"Isn't that right?" Her father snarled.

"Yes," Artemis said, so quietly that she was barely audible.

"See, she knows her place." He kicked her again. He looked back at the camera. "Remember. Forty eight hours to find your little Kid Flash, starting now. Tick tock. You're on the clock."