An Outsider

Batman: Gotham Knights

In case you kids are wondering why I haven't been posting, I'm just waiting until your scene is over before joining in again.

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Apparently Jinayah’s enlightenment would have to wait, as a familiar alarm screeched aloud. Trouble, the kind that would necessitate the Pack’s intervention. He grunted, the noise voicing something between annoyance and appreciation. Without wasting another second he turned and tore through the halls towards his room. Thankfully he had already unpacked, his Fenrir costume in easy reach. The Nth metal armour had served him well this last year, but it was starting to show the wear of several battles, one conspicuous dent running across the breastplate from right shoulder blade to navel. The wolf mask helmet was the last thing he slipped onto place, before buckling his knife belt around his waist, the weight both familiar and reassuring.

He felt good.

He felt ready to hunt.

He was in the control room just behind Ditto and two pups, the whole process of gearing himself for battle taking mere seconds, a result of one of Carter Halls innumerable drills. A hero that gets ready quick, wins quick. He always used to say, while forcing Fenrir to don the heavy armour over and over again, though it apparently paid off. Black Canary was outlining a plan of attack. The Wolfman would no doubt be in the first team, the one to run Cinderblock off the bridge. That suited Fenrir just fine. He had a lot of tension to relieve, and savaging the stone-villain seemed like the perfect way to vent it.

It almost felt good to be back.

It was then that the air in the room began to stale, the stink of smoke and brimstone beginning to waft around his nostrils. It was faint, to faint for the others to catch it, but he knew it was there. The cause was easy enough to discern, but he couldn’t believe his eyes. A demon stood in the corner, or a least a demon in the guise of a girl. He could see her like everyone else, but she seemed to flicker in and out of existence, to be replaced with a horned demon. He growled softly, taking a menacing step towards her. She spoke calmly of the coming battle though, and the rest seemed to accept her readily enough. He stopped in his tracks, confused now. After all, none of them here were ‘normal’ least of all him. And after the Pack had accepted him, in the form of the Wolf no less, was he really in a position to judge her?

No, he wasn’t. He settled back uneasily. First the battle with Cinderblock, then he would have to find out more about the pups.

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Hey Rumiko, a thought just came to me. There's always reports of animals, cats and dogs mostly, being able to sense and detect the supernatural. You think Fenrir would be able to do that with Shadowdancer?

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I just thought I should apologise for Volt's terribly written speaking and internal monologue scenes. Cause I'm Scottish my self I just say words out loud then write them how they sound, think it looks awesome then hit 'submit post'. But looking back they seem incredibly hard to keep track of.

Not that I'm gonna stop doing it, I just want you to know that I'm thinking about you all while I inconvenience you.

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Emily followed them, and floating into his path. The arrogance of it enraged Volt even more, his fists clenching white in his gloves as arcs of electricity danced across his body. He was seriously considering frying the condescending brat and damning the whole League, after all, even she wouldn't be able to shrug off the power of an entire city block coursing through her body.

"Thats bullshit circumventory logic tae cover yer blunder lass!" he fumed "Ah've been at this job a lot longer than ye, and ah know a lapse in judgment when ah see one! Nae, I dinnae think 'Agnes' should be oot there troubling society, this is probably tha best place for her, but we shoulda been warned! It's nae us nae trusting ye thats the problem, its ye trusting everyone but us!" And then Emily had the gall to try and play Cord's desire to attack a 'team-mate' as some big crime. The girl had been scared for her life, hell knows Volt had been. Besides, the more he had to talk to them the more hewas beginning to see the attraction to attacking his comrades.

Be fair now Tommy-boy. It ain't Emily yer mad at. It's the League that fucked up. It's you that fucked up. You shoulda known. Shoulda handled the situatuon better. Even with that thought he still couldn't shake his building fury though.

The Lightning-Slinger had more to say though, but was cut off by a blaring alarm. He paled slightly as he realised what that was for, seconds before the message of two attacks were tannoyed across the halls. A double whammy. Just like on tha League's opening day. Why does that nae feel like a coincidence. His rant could wait, there was work to do now. He didn't even have to think about which one he would be going to. The prison break was the priority, and like it or not he had to go there. His power could tip the balance, and besides if all those villains got loose it would be a disaster of almost apocalyptic proportions.

"Sorry Cord, gotta cut this short. Duty calls!" he forced a cheer into his voice that he didn't feel, trying to sound like a man who was just going out to do a 9 to 5. He didn't expect the runaway to join them, she had seen the worst the League had to offer. In fact he reckoned she would be long gone by the time he returned. If ye return. . .

"Shall we, ma dear?" he posed to Sonja, with an elaborate bow, gesturing towards the transport bay. Without waiting for an answer he took of down the hallway after Emily, their earlier argument forgotten. It was more than likely they'd be fighting for their lives together soon, and you couldn't afford to take that kinda baggage with you into a fight. The Lightning-Slinger drained energy from the well maintained electrical currents that supplied the buildings power, figuring he would need it before the day was over.

Well, here ah go again. Hope yer watching Daniel, ah'm gonna need my guardian angel.

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Well next time she can pretend to blow up Abaddon, and the two psychos can have a good laugh together.

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Agnes pushed the button. Volt felt time stop. Even he wasn't fast enough to get himself away from the blast, never mind anyone else. This is it then. Shank. Dr Whitechapel. St George. Obsidian. It ain't any of those lads that get me in the end, but just some nutcase that had wandered into the League. Figures. The last thing he thought was how Cord had been right to distrust the League, and as usual the feeling that he had failed Daniel. Needless to say he didn't even acknowledge MC, as plushies were no longer his prime concern.

And then. . . Nothing. He opened eyes he hadn't been aware he had clenched shut, to be met with the sight of the nutcase giggling like a hyena, obviously overjoyed to having tricked him. He wasn't ashamed, not at first, he was just glad that no one, primely himself, had been hurt. Agnes calmed down and tossed him the detonator, Volt catching it smoothly. He stared at the inert piece of metal dumbly, still in slight shock. He was shook out of his reverie at the sound of several snaps coming from around Cordelia, his whol attention shooting towards the sound. He could barely believe what he was seeing as several kiddies joke crackers went off. Who was this girl, could this actually be her idea of a joke? It was a sick prank, that could have very well ended in people being hurt or killed. Hell, it looked like Cord's shadow was in the process of killing Agnes's. Volt realised that must be the ex-gang members ability, a super powered and protective shadow. He knew he should make her stop, as Agnes was going red, but he felt the nutcase deserved it. IAh'll try an call aff Cord once thon bitch is purple. Though ah'm no gonna try all that hard. He was saved the trouble though, as Cord's shadow backed off as Apogee entered.

Apogee greeted him before turning her attention to Agnes, who for some reason was wearing a bucket over her head all of a sudden. Now Volt has nothing against Apogee, in fact he had a fair measure of respect for her, not half on account of how much she reminds him of Zenith. She had the same stately demeanour and slightly larger than life personality. Usually he'd be listen to what she has to say on a matter, find himself agreeing with her on a personal level then let her have her way. This time though, this time she was just full of shit. If this was a prank then it wasn't one he found funny. At all. He was getting mad, so mad he barely even glanced at Sonja, his face so clouded it was like thunder was forcast on his forehead. He heard light ask him his name, and all she got was a growl about frying everyone in the room, then she can guess if he used electricity or not.

The worst thing though was how Cord was proven right again. He'd been sent here to try and allay her fears about the League, and then everyone else in the League had gone out of their way to prove they were just as immature and stupid as she had thought. He'd known the League had it's problems, but he hadn't realised how bad they were. Had they gotten worse, or had he just failed to notice them? Who are ye kidding Tommy-boy? Ye only joined up fer the chance ta kill Obsidian, why should anyone else here be mair responsible than ye? Still, this was too much, Agnes had to be taken to course

"Apogee, pardon ma French, but are ye oot of yer fecking heid? Thon wasn't a fecking prank, thon was a goddamn act of terror! Christ alive woman, ah'm starting ta think Cord has the right idea. If ah wasnae sure ye's would let in even worse than thon heid-case if in ah left ah'd walk oot thon door right now!" Volt was getting angry now, his fathers famous temper starting to win through Volt's easy going demeanour, although who could blame him. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and spotted Sonja and Cord walking out the door. He followed to catch them up, turning to speak to the group of eejits one last time. "Ah ain't done with this one, nae by a long shot. Dinnae let her oot of yer sight Apogee, so help me God." A lot of people might get nervous ordering around a teenage girl with the powers of demi-God, and usually Volt would probably be one of them, but even he had his limits. Sometimes he was just to pissed to care.

"Cord! Sonja! Wait on me!" he called as he made it into the corridor, his body still stiff with pent up rage and frustration.

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Volt's not gonna be happy anyway, and he's generally pretty easy going.

Edit: Except they never said anything to the anyone else, who couldn't tell.

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A cough broke the silence before Gabe got a chance to reply. Magnus hadn't been paying enough attention to his senses while speaking to his brother, otherwise she would never have gotten so close without him realising. There was no mistaking her now though, her scent was imprinted in his memory, just like the rest of his original Pack. Jinayah Ifriti. The runt of the litter. Magnus's whole body tensed as she spoke, his muscles tensing for the pounce and his hands balling into fists.

Gabe had a different, yet still emotionally charged reaction to Jin's appearance. He instantly forgot Magnus was there, turning to feast his eyes on his old partner. Despite the pyromancers hopes to the contrary the wolfman couldn't help but notice the flush in Gabe's cheeks, nor fail to hear his friends heartbeat begin to to race like a deer in flight, or miss the unique and cloying aroma of arousal. The two Gothamnites fell into each other's embrace.

Magnus allowed the two their moment, despite his misgivings towards Jin. Gabe deserved it at the very least, because after all his brother had seen these last few months, all the horrors and hells Magnus had led him into, all the traumas Granny had subjected him too, it was about time he received some small measure of joy.

First Gabe would be allowed his moment, then Magnus would inform Jin as to how a wolf pack deals with a runt.

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Honestly, I'm just wondering who'll kill Agnes first.