A Darker Knight Chapter 9
Martha awoke to a clean Wayne manor with no cob webs and no sign it was ever left abandoned.
How long had she slept she wondered.
A full staff could be heard making rounds singing songs cleaning and cooking and doing all the things a rich persons staff would do.
Martha was used to Androids and they seldom sung or hummed a single note yet alone a song.
When she questioned one of the staff they simply said she had been out for over a month and that Bruce wanted only good vibes around her in case she woke up.
Her screamed echoed daily through the large place yet she would not come out of the nightmare state she fell into.
Little by little the place found itself and little by little the world of Gotham would find crime and those whom would commit the acts a little more afraid.
Martha looked out at the lights in the gardens and wrapped the blankets tight around her.
Living plants amazed her yet alone the sounds of song birds , the sounds of people and the word hope and it really being possible.
He was back on his routine a nightly game of stop the devil before he acts.
She started that game herself , highly motivated by the need to stop the demons before they attacked it was her second nature.
Martha stood up showing all the world her birthday suit as the armor came to her and wrapped her in its cold embrace.
Then the red flame came and she was gone a red blur of motion with fire trails behind her.
Batman was on one of the meaner streets of Gotham his need to get back in the action blinded by just how bad the action had become.
They came from every corner , every home and all the city had seemed to have tasted the blood the bat and they wanted more.
“We will send you back to the grave” One of them screamed the words his stature larger then the rest he tossed a truck toward Batman.
Batman dodged the truck but it was followed by a large gas tank.
The tank exploded.
Bruce found himself up in the air looking down held up by Martha.
They dropped like stones in the middle of the most hard core of the bunch.
Not even taking the time to look over at Batman she began to fight.
“Pain technique followed by more pain” she said.
Batman was hard pressed to keep up.
She was in her zone ever slowly being drawn back to the ghost world ever more slowly her strikes becoming almost deadly.
Batman screamed her name as a large one flew from the street and crumpled like a rag doll barely holding onto life.
“Marthaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” found herself in a sea of emotions again anger welling up afraid to be trapped she grabbed Bruce and they were gone a red blur of fire picking up speed and not slowing down.
“Calm down Martha we are safe , You are home safe” Bruce almost panicked himself but that would not be any help to Martha at all.
Martha found her pace and turned back toward the action but the streets were clear with no sign of a struggle. Taking down the largest guy had the effect of at least for a bit cleaning the streets.
They climbed into his bat mobile and headed for home.
Bruce would tell that Martha had little mercy for evil. She was trained to take advantage of weakness when it showed itself or you may not get another chance.
Real life if you missed your mark you could be killed and in her prison where she had spent all her life.
No mercy could be given.
Here she had to learn mercy and the need to try to save a soul.
Bruce hoped he could show her , guide her , help her grow before she became like him.
He drove in silence.
She did not mind for she was used to the still humming of machines.
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