Y/N al Ghul is the Batman of the year 2050. He was trained under the mantle of Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, and Damian Wayne, the last of the bat family. After a fight against a unknown villian, Y/N finds himself transported back in time alongside his...
You stood on the roof across from the police precinct watching as the little girl was taken in. You hoped for the best buy honestly you had no idea what to do. You could only hope.
You looked down at your phone to see several missed calls. Some from Booster, some from Helena, even some from Cassandra. No one really had an idea what it was you were doing aside from Helena but even she didn't know the whole truth. The true reason you were here. She'd probably kill you if she did.
You turned away from the building and looked down at the map on your phone. You had left the building a bit ago and it was now late. No point in finding your mom now. Best to just call it a night and try again in the morning. You turned away to go towards the hotel you booked but stopped. You spotted someone down in the street below. Someone you felt like you recognized. You tried to put a name to the face but found it difficult to do so. You shrugged it off and leaped away. ------- The hotel was cheap and filthy but it served its purpose. A place to stay the night. You stripped down and jumped in the shower. As the water ran through your hair you thought back on Helena. Your, girlfriend. It was still weird saying that. It had been 2 months but it was still so odd to think that you were dating someone who was technically 31 years older than you. Of course you never went pass a kiss or a make out but you do still recall her at the club that night. The lingerie she wore. The thought swirled through your mind. You slowly moved your hand down towards your waist.
Your thoughts were interrupted when your phone began to ring. You washed out the left over soap and turned the shower off. You wrapped the towel around your waist and checked the screen. A unknown number. You answered it.
Y/N: Hello?
???: 32 and Indian. Midnight. Be there.
The line went dead. You looked at your phone and tried to call the number back was immediately declined. You tossed it down on the bed before groaning. You grabbed your watch and quickly pulled on some clothes. Guess you were going to 32 and Indian. --------- You hung around the rooftop in the darkness looking down. You had been here since about 11 just to be sure. The street itself wasn't anything special. It was just as dirty and deserted as every other street. You checked the time to see it was 11:57. It was almost time. You had thought about who it could be that had called you but no one came to mind. Even the Question was eliminated when you considered the possibility.
A few more minutes passed by and a truck drove up to the building across the street. You activated your mask to take a closer look only to recognize some of the men getting out. They were Black Mask's crew. What were they doing here?
Y/N: What are they up to?
You watched as they opened the back of the truck and out came two more men with guns. Then a sight that chilled you to the bone. They started dragging children out one by one. Your blood boiled as you gripped onto the ledge. Your eyes grew wide when you recognized one. The little girl you had saved that morning.
You watched them enter the building one by one before you finally flew over and found a way in. You crawled through the vents and followed the line of children from above. They entered a room and you waited before jumping down and slipping in. You hid behind a crate and watched as the children were set in a straight line side by side. Two men checked each kid and wrote down something on a clipboard. You activated your mask and realized it was prices. They were going to sell these kids.
Y/N: Fuckers.
You decided it was time but you stopped when you saw two new figures enter the room.
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