Chapter 3: Reinforcements
As the mechanism slowly lowered, Edge closed his eyes.
I knew this line of work was dangerous, but I never thought I'd go out like this. Like a punk.
All of a sudden, it stopped. Edge stopped lowering. He heard a rough male voice, like some half-assed Clint Eastwood expression.
Voice: Now!
Smoke fills the room. Edge wonders what the hell's going on as he is suddenly falling from his restraints.
*What the f**k?*
<I was wondering the same thing.>
As he is but mere inches from the acid, he is grabbed from mid-air and dropped on the ground, alive.
Edge: The hell?
Edge looks up and sees a woman, roughly around 21, standing above him. She has shoulder-length black hair. Her eyes are concealed by a mask that shows only the eyes, which were a vivid gold, with slits. Catlike,. Edge thought. She wore a skintight black leather jumpsuit, with a black leather trenchcoat with holes in its bottom. She wore black shoes that looked to be not fit for fighting. To complete the outfit was a choker with a cats head centered in it.
Edge: And...you are...who?
Woman: Darkcat. I'm here to save your ass.
Her voice is soft, but dark.
Edge gives a small, mocking chuckle.
Edge: I was fine on my own, thanks.
Darkcat smirks.
Darkcat: Sure you were. Don't mind the fact that if we hadn't shown up, you'd be nothing more than a skeleton, if it suits you.
Edge also smirks.
Edge: We've got no time for this, babe-
Darkcat puts her heel to his throat.
Darkcat: Don't call me babe.
Edge shoves her off, still smirking
Edge: Whatever you say. We've got work...to do.
Edge just notices the bodies laying around the warehouse.
Edge: Are they...?
Voice: They'll live.
Edge and Darkcat turn to see a man garbed in all black walk towards them. His head covered by a mask with horns coming out of the side, exposing only the mouth. His torso is armored, with a bat-symbol a darker shade of black than the rest of the outfit. His legs are also armored. He wears a rust-gold belt with mechanical pouches. Over this he wears a black trenchcoat with ridges at the end, giving the impression of bat-wings. On his arms are gauntlets, with three scallops coming out from them in an angular form.
Another voice, female this time, light and cheery, shows up:
Voice: Nice work Batsy. I only had to cover your back HALF the time this time.
The man shows no sign of emotion, only slightly blushes.
Edge: Who the hell are you guys?
Darkcat speaks up.
Darkcat: As you already know, unless you have a poor memory, I'm Darkcat. This is-
Male: KnightBat.
Edge ***** his head.
Edge: Batman or Man-Bat already taken
KnightBat just stares.
Woman: And I'm Amazonia.
She weras a white and gold leather jogging suit with an eagle covering the chest area and silver bracelets.
She puts out her hand, which Edge takes.
Edge: What are you guys here for?
KnightBat speaks.
KnightBat: You.