Legacy

The Black Mirror Pt. 5

The name of the neighborhood was Gramercy Row. Used to be a nice place to live. An earthquake hit the place hard, but still. This place looked like something out of one of those apocalypse movies Debra likes to watch.

Tim: How's the new face?

You looked in the rear view mirror at the unfamiliar face looking back at you. You looked exactly like William Rhodes. Even down to the mustache.

Y/N: It tickles.

Tim: No problems though, right?

Y/N: Why the questions?

Tim: Well I ran an S.A.T scan, just as an afterthought, and there's a blackout field in effect. Meaning you won't be able to communicate to anyone. No phone, no radio.

Y/N: They really want a silent auction.

You pulled the car up to the address and put it in park.

Tim: It shouldn't effect the mask in any way but even......<sstt>

Y/N: Shouldn't or wouldn't, Tim?

Tim: Y/N...Y/N<sstt> you're...out...

You sighed. No more outside help. You opened the door and stepped out as you straightened your tie. You walked up to the door of the old house where you found a man with a machine gun at the ready.

You wore a black suit with a F/C vest and a F/C tie. Your hair was styled like William's and you even had skin thin gloves that would mimick William's fingerprints just in case. You wouldn't normally be worried about having no communication, but you didn't really tell anyone where you would be going outside of Barbara and Tim. Barbara was out on a Bird mission while Tim was busy with a Wayne Tech thing.

Guard: Invitation?

You pulled out a red card and handed it to him. He pulled out a device and scanned the card. Those brief seconds where it read the card were honestly tense and you could hear your heartbeat. Finally, it beeped.

Guard: Alright.

He placed the device away and handed your card back. He then handed you a box with a red ribbon on it.

Guard: Go right in, Mr. Rhodes. Here. They've already begun.

He opened the door and let you inside. You stepped in.

Guard: Make sure you open that before you enter.

You opened the box and looked inside. Inside, was a gas mask and a red paddle with the number 52 on it.

Bullocl was right about the weird locations. The smell gave it away. Harbor House. An old banquet hall that once catered to Gotham's upper crust. They were hosting a charity ball when the earthquake hit. Part of the roof collapsed which trapped the party goers inside. The place caught fire so there was no way out. Half of the crowd was trampled to death while the rest burned.

You pulled the gas mask on and entered the banquet hall where you found an audience inside. There were only loght to illuminate the stage where there was a man with two crutches and a white gas mask.

Dealer: Come in, Mr. Rhodes! You're just in time! Benjamin, please close the door.

The man behind you cloaed the door as you found an open space among the crowd. You scanned the stage and noticed a large object under a black blanket. It looked like a tank of somekind.

Dealer: What we have in store tonight is something you've all never seen before! First, to our old friends of Mirror House, welcome back. And to our new guests, warmest welcomes. So, how about this location? Wonderful, isn't it?