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Chapter 37 Break Outs
Talia and Poison Ivy careened down the road on Talia's motorcycle. Behind them rode a black mini-van full of Shadow warriors. Their destination was the local jail, where they were planning on breaking Percy Nicolai Gwynn, also known as the Penguin, out of jail.
"So how long have you known Percy?" Poison Ivy asked.
"For many years. He paid us to train him. He is a very formidable assassin. That is why we hired him to kill the Batman. Unfortunately, Batman was trained by the Council of Watchers and was able to defeat Penguin."
"He has an awesome restaurant," Poison Ivy remarked.
"They make great salads," Talia replied.
The door to my cell opened. I looked up and in walked a teen boy carrying a bowl of some food. He kept his eyes from meeting mine.
"Hello," I said to him. He did not answer. "What is your name?"
"I'm not permitted to talk to you."
"Why is that?"
"You will attempt to sway me from choosing this life. You plan on hindering my master."
"Your master, eh? You mean Ra's Al Ghul? What is it he gives you for your service?"
"His daughter...teaches us. And we are permitted to live and help him rule the world when he conquers."
"His daughter teaches you what?"
"Many things. How to fight, how to build, how to make love."
"She what?!" I was infuriated. Talia was having sex with all these teenage boys! "She's having sex with you?!"
"Yes," the boy said with a slight smile.
"She is using your hormones to control you."
"It is pleasurable to all of us."
"Tell me...does she teach you one-on-one, or have more been present?"
"There have been several of us with her at one time. Last time I was with her, four other boys were with us."
I should not have asked. I became very nauseous at this. My stomach tightened and turned and churned. I was becoming angry at and sick with Talia. She was nothing more than a slut.
"Sex is about love, boy. Sex is about caring."
"She says she loves and cares about us."
"She loves what you can do for her. She does not hesitate to use what she can to get you to cooperate. She cares that you can help her and her father's objectives. And she cares that she has this power over you. Next time you are with her, ask her about love."
"But I already told you..."
"Next time you see her, tell her the Batman will not hesitate to put her behind bars for her crimes. Now be gone."
The boy turned and left rather quickly. My eyes must have been glowing red because I felt intense heat emanating from them. I knew I could break out, but I wanted to stay here as long as I could so that I could learn as much as I could about the psychopaths who were in charge.
After a few more moments of driving, the group pulled up outside the jail. Talia and Poison Ivy dismounted the bike.
"Nice driving, girl," Poison Ivy complimented. "Where did you learn to ride like that?"
"Here, there, and everywhere. I've been riding since I was a teenager."
"What's the plan now?"
"We are going to break Penguin out of jail. That simple."
"Okay, let me rephrase myself...how are we going to break him out of jail?"
"We have our ways."
The van pulled up behind the motorcycle and the warriors climbed out carrying bags of equipment. Everyone moved to the shadows and several warriors opened their bags. The contents of the bags were various: grapple hooks on long ropes, gas grenades, plastic explosives, you name it, and it was in the bag.
Several men placed the bags around their shoulders after the grapple hooks were taken out. Three threw the hooks up to the top and everyone ascended them, everyone, that is, except Poison Ivy. She turned and walked right in the front door.
Once Talia and her followers were on the roof, she turned to tell Ivy something.
"Where did she go?"
Poison Ivy walked right into the jail and up to the counter. There was a rather buff police officer doing paperwork. He looked up at her and smiled.
"What can I do for you, ma'am?" he said with a silly grin on his face.
"I need to see my brother, Percy."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but visiting hours are over. I would ask that you come back tomorrow during normal visiting hours."
"But this is important. It's about mommy and daddy."
"Hmmm, I don't know. Percy, huh? What's his last name?"
"Gwynn."
"Let me check to see which block he's in."
The guard pulled off a clipboard and looked through the names. "It seems he's in maximum security. He's not allowed visitors."
"Even if it's life or death? He will be so angry if I don't tell him about mommy and daddy. Please, officer..."
"Bob."
"Please, officer Bob. I would do anything to get back there and talk to Percy. And I mean anything." Ivy accentuated the word "anything" hoping it would stimulate the guard's hormones and blood flow away from his brain to his nether regions. Fortunately for her, it worked.
"Oh...okay. Follow me. But you have to be real quiet. We don't want to wake up the others that are sleeping."
"Not a problem, Officer Bob."
Bob buzzed her through the security door. From there, he grabbed a set of keys and she followed him down a long dark corridor until they came to a darkened jail.
"This is it, ma'am."
"Can we have a few minutes along?"
"Sure. I'll be right down here. If he tries anything, just call out my name and I'll be right there to help."
"Thank you, Bob. I owe you so much." Bob grinned at her. "How about a kiss for now?"
"Uh...okay."
Bob leaned in and Poison Ivy kissed him hard on the lips. His face flushed and we took several steps and fell, unconscious.
"Oh, Percy," Ivy called into the cell. "Percy, wake up." No response. "Come on, bird man! Wake that butt up!"
"Wh-wh-wha-wha-what?" he called back.
"Now you sound like a bird! Get your ass up! This is a jailbreak!"
Percy rushed over to the door, hair askew and eyes barely opened. "A jailbreak? Why are you doing it?"
"I'm working with your employer, Talia. She should be here in a few minutes."
"Where is she?"
"Taking the sneaky way to get here. I prefer the more direct approach. How do you open this door?"
"There should be a button down in the jailer's box at the end of the hall."
Poison Ivy rushed down and checked. Moments later she came back. "They didn't label the buttons. I'm here to get you out, not the rest of these two-bit criminals."
"What are we going to do?"
Suddenly, a vent opened up in the hallway and two Shadow warriors dropped down, followed by Talia.
"Where in the hell have you been?" Talia asked Poison Ivy.
"I came in through the front. More direct and not as much effort as you put in."
"What did you do to him?" Talia referred to Officer Bob.
"Oh, him. I kissed him. I put on my knockout lipstick. He should be sound asleep for the next two hours."
"Let's get Percy out."
"No good. The switches are not labeled. We don't to loose all these loonies, do we?"
"Of course not," Talia said. She snapped her fingers and a warrior went to work on the door.
Moments later the door is wired to explode.
"Stand back."
A switch was thrown and sparks flew from the lock. Giving a pull, the door opened and Percy came out.
"I need to get my things from the supply room. My weapons and clothes."
"Take some of them with you and meet us outside."
Percy nodded and the group split into two. Talia, Poison Ivy, and some of the warriors went up through the vent while Percy and the rest of the Shadows went down the hall. Talia and Poison Ivy arrived at Talia's motorcycle when she turned on Poison Ivy.
"What in the hell were you doing? We need to stick together! You could have compromised our mission!"
"Relax. I knew what I was doing. Unlike some people I know, I can use my femininity to get what I want. I got in before you did and I didn't have to crawl through some tight ventilation shafts."
Talia just rolled her eyes at Poison Ivy in response.
Moments later, Penguin comes out wearing his normal outfit and hefting his weaponry.
"Did all go well, Percy?" Talia asked.
"Of course, my dear. What's the plan?"
"We have to spring red's son from his foster home. Then we meet at the reservoir."
"Sounds like fun."
Penguin and the Shadow warriors climbed into the van. Talia and Poison Ivy climbed onto the motorcycle. The two vehicles zoomed down the road toward a quiet residential area.
"Park here," Poison Ivy said as the vehicles come up to an intersection.
"Where is your boy?"
"Close by. I'll go by myself. No need for you and your followers to scare him."
Poison Ivy winked at Talia and headed for her sons home. She couldn't stand the thought of two women taking care of her son. She couldn't stand the thought of anyone other than herself taking care of her son. And that would soon be changed.
Quietly she approached the house where her son lived. She went to his bedroom window. It has been smashed out a while ago when Batman had shown up to stop her. It was repaired, of course. But Poison Ivy could remedy that rather easily.
Aiming her wrist crossbow, she shoots a line up to his window. The rope connected to it was not a rope, but a very strong, genetically created vine. She grabbed tight and pulled herself up to the window. Her son lay on his bed sleeping restfully.
Ivy tried the window to see if it would open. It did not. It was locked. "Damn," she exclaimed. She pulled out what appeared to be a thorn and scratched the glass wear the lock was. Cutting a hole in the glass, she reached in and unlocked the window. Quietly, she opened it and climbed into her son's room.
The room was calm and quiet. Toys lay rested on shelves, along with many books. Poison Ivy walked over to the shelf and picked up a book. "Comic books. Who would believe such a thing, anyway?"
Poison Ivy, putting the book down, turned to her son. Tip-toeing up to him, she moves the hair off his forehead. "Son...Jack...its mommy."
"Mommy?" Jack said sleepily.
"Yes, mommy. Its time for us to go."
"Go? Go where?"
"Away from here. Come on...wake up."
Jack barely opened his eyes when he realized that the woman standing in front of him was not his mom. She may have given birth to him, but Sheila and Beth have been more mothers than this woman had ever been.
"Get away from me!" he exclaimed.
"Sorry, son, to do this."
Poison Ivy pulled out a bottled and sprayed her son. Instantly he was unconscious. She lifted him up over her shoulders and went to the window. Descending the vine carefully, she quickly joined her awaiting friends.
"Let's go," Poison Ivy said as she mounted the bike, putting Jack between her and Talia.
The caravan of two headed off toward the outskirts of town. The wind ripped passed them as they drove down the highway. Once outside of town, they exited the highway and turned off on a dirt road.
"Are you sure about this?" Batgirl asked Robin.
"Yes. This is where we were last night."
The ground rumbled and Batgirl, Robin and Nightwing ducked down into the bushes as a motorcycle and minivan passed.
"That was Talia," Robin said. "I've dealt with her a couple times. Come on."
Batgirl and Nightwing follow the young teen down the dirt road.
Jack woke up to find himself in strange surroundings. He jumped up in fear but Poison Ivy, his biological mother, sat and comforted him.
"Shh, it's okay, Jack."
"What am I doing here? Where am I?"
"You're with me, baby. Finally, you are with your mother."
"But Beth and Sheila are my mothers. They take care of me and feed me. They take me to school and the doctor. They read to me at night and keep me safe."
"Now I can do those things, Jack. I'm your mommy."
Jack began to shake his head. Tears came to his eyes. "No. You're not my mommy. You'll never be my mommy!"
Jack tore away from his mom and ran down the hall. Poison Ivy stood to get him, but Ra's Al Ghul entered with Talia.
"What's going on?" Ra's asked.
"My son. He's scared. I would like to go to him."
"Not now. We have work to do."
"He needs to be calmed down and reassured."
"He will be fine, Poison Ivy. He is quite safe here. Just let him be. When he has gained his composure and explored the place, he will not be so frightened. You'll see. Now, come. We have work to do."
Ra's Al Ghul, Talia and Poison Ivy exited the room.
I awoke to hearing footsteps heading in my direction. I was surprised that the footfalls did not seem like an adults footsteps. The sounded more like a child's. But why would a child be here in Ra's Al Ghul's temple? Perhaps it was a kid who snuck in or fell in.
"Hello?" I called out.
The footsteps got closer.
"Hello? Is anybody there?"
The footsteps stopped in front of my door. Slowly the door creaked open and Jack, of all children, peeked his head around the corner.
"Jack? What are you doing here?"
"Batman? What's going on?"
"I've been kidnapped. And it looks as if you have been, too. Fortunately, you escaped before I could. Could you help me?"
My need to get information was put on the back burner by the fact he was taken from his mothers. His needs and fears took the priority, even over the entire city.
"I don't know."
"I think the keys are over there on the wall."
Jack turned and saw the keys hanging on the wall. Grabbing them, he came over to me and unlocked the locks.
"Thanks. We have to get you out of here. Come on."
To Be Continued...
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