The Mix Of Colors

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Chapter 17: The Mix Of Colors

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"Oh? That sounds kind of dangerous... I'm in." That's how easy it's to get him to do anything. The sound of danger and the possibility of witnessing his power in action is something he will never say no to.

Ian kept his eyes on her as she started running to the edge and jumped to the nearby building's roof like a feather. The distance between the buildings was only about two meters, so it looked like nothing to her.

Ian hesitated not one bit as he followed after her, jumping after her as fast as he could.

He continued to follow her from roof to roof, through the complex and tight buildings of Gotham, "Oh, the theater?"

"It's a favorite place of mine, I always come here when I want to relax, this jump is a bit harder, so be careful," Despite her saying how hard it is, it looked like a walk in the park for her, as if gravity ignores her existence.

Ian however never hesitated as he again ran to the best of his abilities and applied what he knows about jumping to reach the nearby building, as far as 4 meters but a bit lower than the one they were in.

He landed and performed a roll minimizing the impact on his legs, "It's been quite a while since I've done this, but I still got it."

"Oh, you have experience? I expect to have a laugh at your expense, but I guess not."

Ian nodded, "Of course, I'm quite the adventurous type after all. I've pretty much have done most things that can get me killed."

"Hm? Could it be that you get off on danger and deadly situations?" Selina frowned as she asked, "Now It makes sense why you did what you did in the museum heist,"

"Kind of," Ian simply answered not explaining any further for what he gets off on is seeing how he'll not die rather than the opposite.

Selina frowned further, seemingly hesitating before she just shook her head and ignored the subject.

They made this way through another roof into a ladder, and then into a glass opening on the top of the theater, "I used to come here all the time when I was younger, but I don't have that luxury now,"

Ian let out an amused smile, "You've been a thief from your early days? I bet you've yet to pay for a movie ticket,"

Selina slightly blushed under her mask and turned her head away in shame, "O-of course not, I paid for it like one time or two?"

Ian let out a small laugh, quite amused, "Right right, I believe you." The sarcasm was obvious to all.

Selina let out a pout and just ignored him, jumping into the theater while Ian took a deep breath to calm himself down, 'I swear she might have the bloodline of some kind of insane succubus bloodline, it's definitely not because I'm weak.'

"Shush, and follow me," Selina muttered quietly as they stealthy moved through the hallways of the theater into the section of the theater Auditorium.

They circled through the theater until Selina found an empty Auditorium, the movie was playing despite that.

"Empty, that usually means it's a shitty movie, right?" Ian wondered as he took a seat.

Selina took a sear next to him, "Usually, but there are some hidden gems here and there,"

"None of the other Auditoriums had many people, the theater doesn't seem to be doing well, yet it's still open in this side of Gotham?" Ian curiously questioned.

"I heard it's funded by Wayne enterprise at a loss, but they still do so. I heard that the Wayne corp owner's parents died around here, so that's why he's probably still supporting it." Selina explained.

"I see... Now, let's get to the main topic, how did you lose all of your money?" Ian was kind of in disbelief. They have been doing jobs together for months, making tons of cash, yet she lost it all.

"Well... It's complicat..." She didn't get to speak any further as a loud explosion sounded throughout the surroundings, so loud it seemed to reverberate throughout Gotham.

"I have to go!" Selina instantly stood up and started running from whence they came.

"Lucky or unlucky? Whatever it is, it sounds like an opportunity." Ian smiled as he stood up and made his way out of the theater's main door, just casually walking out by its people

No one paid attention to him as everyone was either running in to hide or running out to see what was happening.

"I knew it... I felt the sin and darkness of the city rising lately, too many colors mixing together to form a mess... This is the mess?"

He can see it from the east end of the city, in the most central part of Gotham was a massive cloud of fire and dark smoke, "Then the mess needs just a little bit more mixing for there to be darkness, sounds like fun."

Ian started walking back to the Cat's rest until it dawned on him, 'Wait a minute, the mess is a distraction... So many things to take without a sliver of security.'

He picked up his phone and called Ralf, "Listen carefully, gather about ten of the most trusted boys and prepare the radios, and do exactly as I say.

Leave mike to keep control of our territory and keep an eye on barney not to do anything stupid. Do this first as quickly as you can then we'll talk."

Ian then went to his car and started making his way to his own secret personal apartment.

He brought some stuff from and started driving to central Gotham without ever touching the breaks, he seemed to be the only one heading there while the rest of the people were escaping in the opposite direction.

His driving was straight-up suicidal but efficient, leading him to his destination before Ralf's call came.

"W-what do you need us to do?" Even Ralf was nervous because he had never heard so much urgency in Ian's voice.

"Do you remember the heist plan I told you about a month... Yes, we'll be moving it ahead, and by that, I mean now."

"Wait wait, but you said the plan is for like a year later, and it wasn't even a plan, you were just speaking your mind." Ralf was perplexed as the plan was basically a death sentence.

"Trust me and do as I say. Get the guns and the truck and go to the Falcone warehouse in the crime alley, you can handle the situation however you like, this is your chance to shine."

Ian's voice was tranquil and almost hypnotic giving Ralf all the courage he needs.

Ian saw this as more of a test for Ralf, he wanted the egg to hatch. He could see the potential in Ralf, someone who just wants to live life and doesn't necessarily care for death, he still needs just a little step to get over the natural fear of death humans have.

"However, I can't bear to let you take all of that risks, so let me give you a hand," Ian let out a sigh before changing his direction to a place not far away, quite close to central Gotham.

He parked the car right before the door of a huge mansion, put sunglasses on and a wig in his car's glove box. He then exited the car, hearing the mansion guards yelling at him right away.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?!!! Never mind, Leave right away!!" The guards were strict and there were many of them, you either have an appointment with the owner of the house or you don't.

'Hmm, my first kill is kind of to help a friend? Huh...' Ian completely ignored them and just shook his head with a smile.

Just as he was about to pull his gun out and shoot, a gunshot sound reverberate throughout the surroundings, what seemed to be a high caliber round which left a sizeable hole in the guard's head.

"Ok? A sniper?" This was certainly not within his expectations as he looked around while a sequence of sniper shots sounded, making all the guards fall to the ground.

Ian scratched his head for a moment before he just shrugged his shoulders and brought the already prepared grenades from the car, he then threw them at the house.

There was a long silence after all the guards fell to their death and no other gunshots sounded until he was getting into the car.

At the same point, the grenades exploded then a sniper bullet passed right by his head, but he didn't see it nor did he hear it due to the explosion.

The purpose of the grenades was just to attract attention, not just of the mansion owner but also the rest of the police, but especially the attention of the Falcone family for the one who owns it is none other than its leader Carmine Falcone.

'Hmm, someone else is targeting the Falcones? I wonder why they didn't shoot at me though? Oh well, this is better anyway, I guess taking a life is just not destined for me.'

Not far from the mansion on a specific roof were two people, both attired in the same black outfit.

One was standing frozen in his place, he was carrying a sniper in his hands, preparing to put in a briefcase next to him.

His partner was the one who was lying on the ground and seemingly aiming at something.

"Y-you missed?" The standing Assasin questioned with bafflement.

"Y-yeah?" His partner answered, confusion was apparent in his tone.

"How?"

"I don't know? It felt like the explosion distracted me but that has never been a problem before..."

"The head won't be happy about this. At least we have an approximate description of the man. He was definitely not one of the Falcones, but that matters not... Just be ready to accept your punishment."

That didn't deter the partner one bit, his eyes were seemingly emotionless as he's but a tool for killing, "I understand. For now, let's inform the head of this then continued on our next targets."

So many pieces were moving in Gotham, each with their own goals, agendas, all at the same time to the point a few sleeping heroes had to wake up.

"I've been back for just one day and Gotham is already being Gotham," A certain man said before adding, "Bruce might need my help, I guess I need to be his sidekick one last time?"

Another admirer of the bat was already near the massive explosion's location, someone who had worked with him many times, Batgirl.