Siblings

Silly Little Dream

"Riddle me this: I'm so fast you can't see me, though everyone else can see straight through me. I don't stop until the day you die. What am I?" 

"The Flash," a two-faced man grunted as he gripped his pistol. They all looked around the Gotham Museum for the offending speedster. When they realized the coast was clear they continued their trek to the Ancient Egypt section. 

"Nope. Guess again."

"Spencer, darling, do try and focus on the task at hand," an elegant woman, covered head to toe in vines and leaves as her only clothing, said through gritted teeth.

The Riddler sighed, "the blink of an eye."

Once they arrived at the Egyptian exhibit, they split up and collected as much of the priceless relics as possible. They mostly took anything that was covered in gold and light enough to carry. Just as they were about to head out, the Riddler paused in front of the mummy's tomb. 

"I didn't know we had King Tut," the Riddler placed his loot on an adjacent display case and carefully opened the glass surrounding the tomb. Two Face looked back and growled. 

"Nigma, get over here."

The Riddler glanced over his shoulder, "Haven't you ever wanted to see a real mummy, Derek?" He turned back to the sarcophagus and pulled it open with a grunt. 

A sudden burst of wind blew through the exhibit and knocked out the already minimal lighting in the museum. Only the moonlight aided the villains to see. All three froze as they watched the tomb open wider and red glowing eyes emerged from the darkness.

"Are you kidding me?!" Poison Ivy boomed. The Riddler backed away until the creature made its first step out, the brown and tattered gauze slowly floating on its own accord. At that point, Spencer broke into a full sprint (as much as a sprint one can do in a full green suit covered in question marks) and went straight past both Derek Dent and Elle Isley. They too disregarded their loot and ran after the Riddler as the groaning monster started towards them.

Unfortunately, Spencer had ran to the dead-end instead of the exit. Cornered, the panic started setting in.

"I told you we should have left him at the damn lair!" Two-Face snarled. 

"How the hell was I supposed to know this was gonna happen?!" she yelled back, her vines slowly growing around her. 

A shrill beeping alarmed next to them, progressively growing faster.

"Duck!" the Riddler cried right before the wall exploded in a cloud of smoke. Thankfully they made it out of the blast zone in time. King Tut however was not so lucky. All that remained of the pharaoh was the old gauze and a puff of dust. "Whew." Two-Face and Poison Ivy looked up the green clad man. "That was close. It's a good thing I always come prepared." He opened his suit jacket and revealed multiple saucer sized bombs. 

The security alarm then started blaring. Just when they looked about ready to kill him, the Riddler threw another bomb into the hole he had made and that revealed a warehouse to escape into. Ivy stepped through first, followed by Two-Face, but when all of them looked down from the grated platform, they realized that they should've just waited for the cops.

Down below were an array of mobsters, all dressed in black leather or in horrifying clown masks. The leaders seemed to be engaged in an intense debate, at least they were until they found the source of the blast. Two of the trio glared at their youngest not for the first time that evening. 

"Whose bright idea was it to put the museum in the warehouse district anyway? They're just asking to get robbed," he stage-whispered to his counterparts.