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Seal of Darkness	By : RaphaelTMNT Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 4281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seal of Darkness
CHP16: Identity Uncovered

The meeting at Dorunta Brigs went about as good as it could have, and she met with numerous business people. Quite the workload was in hand, which included schedules and faces she needed to familiarize with. Aside from that the weather was pleasant and the sun gleaming bright and not a single cloud visible. The vampire lied out over a lawn chair wearing a dark pink two piece swim suit, and dark shades over her eyes. She read over a newspaper with one leg over the other.
Something sat in the back of her mind that bothered her. Given the nightly events she hadn't much time to think about it. She had no distractions and could think clearly. Akasha set the newspaper aside and looked upward into the sky. She cleared her mind and thought back to the night previous, specifically on her encounter with him. He hadn't been aware of her presence, as she discretely listened in on his conversation with an unknown. During that time she gathered info already known, but some of which not. But there was something in particular that occupied her thoughts.
"That's right..." She leaned back further.
"I won't stay long, just enough to infiltrate his system. Messages, transactions, notes...something about Fairy Tale and whatever they have planned will be documented. I'll feed Todd what he wants, but he'll never get that partnership with Wayne Industries."
Those were the words spoken from his lips, but what did they mean? She thought carefully and it was his first words that seemingly held significance.
"Won't stay long," She sat up running a hand through her hair, "What did you mean by that? And you mentioned Todd by name, and said you'd feed him what he...oh my!"
Akasha dropped a hand over her mouth and went silent for some time.
"The way in which you spoke implies you know Todd on a personal level, and have been close to him. And you mentioned infiltration...you can't seriously be considering breaking into Driafigura Corp! Then again that's probably right up your alley."
The vampire back tracked and thought carefully about what she knew. Batman wouldn't take such a direct approach, especially given the low percent of success with all security surrounding the building; that much she was certain of. Not to mention he wouldn't deliberately tip off an enemy he was onto.
"That means he plans to do so in a civilian disguise or," Akasha bit at her tongue, "Or not at all!"
The thought brought to question just who he really was. Until that point she never really entertained the idea of who was behind the mask. Batman was extremely knowledgeable, and his weaponry and armor were top of the line. That confirmed he had quite the amount of resources, but she wondered how. Was someone providing the armory or perhaps his own doing? If there were no other parties it meant money...whoever the Batman was had a provider or had personal wealth.
"Al...Alfred." Akasha whispered.
She recalled the dark knight speaking the name in particular but was uncertain of the context. The vampire figured it to be a code name of some sort, but she wasn't sure of that.
"Yes...yes that's right. Todd is holding an open get together in response to what happened at the expo. Could this be what you referred to?" The vampire situated a finger over her lips.
Akasha stood from the lawn chair and walked toward the sliding screen door. She had intended taking a nice long dip in the pool but felt there was somewhere else she needed to be.
XXX
The front entrance to the building was left open and two security people stood guard. He revealed his invitation card and was granted access through. All around people mingled and was quite the turnout though significantly less than the expo. He had not yet set eyes on the man of the hour but kept them peeled.
"Glad you could make it Mister Wayne."
Someone approached from behind, and he turned facing a woman. She stood at 5'6, light brown hair and dark colored eyes wearing a dark gray dress and hat.
"Candice." Bruce positioned in front of her.
"Good afternoon, it was a pleasant surprise to receive that call from your butler late last night. Nor I or Todd figured you'd attend, especially given your recent suspicion of him. Can I assume your stance has shifted?"
They stared for a couple moments before Candice coughed taking a step back.
"How about a drink?"
"It's barely past noon, a bit early for all that." Bruce replied.
"It's never too early." She smirked.
She led them toward the bar area where she took a seat and Bruce stood off to the side leaning against the counter. Candice ordered herself an alcoholic beverage and Bruce settled with an ice glass of water.
"It's terrible isn't it?" Candice took a sip.
"What?" Bruce looked down on her.
"Those people that lost their lives at the expo, much of which were innocent bystanders. Unfortunately they're just another statistic to that murdering maniac's resume. It's hard to believe no one has put a bullet in the head of that clown. The lunatics of Gotham are what's hindering true progression."
"What're you trying to say?"
"That Todd has a plan...a plan in which will save this city. Think about it Mister Wayne, wouldn't you love nothing more than to have Gotham's most fierce monsters removed and out of the picture? Of course crime wouldn't cease completely, that's nearly impossible. If things go his way this land in which we stand on can return to some form of normalcy. You of all people should understand and feel the same. We could say goodbye to the nights of some unelected caped vigilante playing the role of cops. With your cooperation and aid we could make this dream a reality. Driafigura Corp needs Wayne Industries, your helping hand would all but make this..."
"Excuse my doubt," Bruce's eyes narrowed, "This vision of yours, or rather Todd's is a fantasy with nothing to go off of. No blue print or building blocks are in place to suggest anything more than words with nothing to back them. And as I've said before until Todd is upfront with..."
Bruce's voice drifted off as someone walked through the primary entrance. It was a woman dressed in a long sleeve white shirt, with the top two buttons left undone. She wore a blue skirt with dark blue bow in her hair and black boots. She bypassed both Candice and Bruce without noticing either. The woman greeted others across the room and moved around until stopping in front of the host.
"What're you doing, it's your day off?"
Todd wore a dark gray business suit.
"I'm aware," She stepped off to the side and looked all throughout the room, "But I thought I'd step out and get some fresh air, and this event of yours came to mind."
"I see," Todd looked the vampire in her dark green eyes, "Well I'm glad you decided to come. In fact there is someone I'd like for you to meet."
Akasha followed and Bruce eyed them from across the room as he stepped away from Candice. His eyes fell over a nearby staircase and walked in that direction and pulled out a set of dark shades. Bruce took a long look around before proceeding and walking up the steps and placing the shades over his eyes. The item was far from ordinary and in the click of a button on the left side, he activated its true function. The sunglasses gave him a holographic visual of his surroundings and allowed for him to see through walls. He pressed down on the side of the shades again as he reached the second level.
"Requesting directions to security room."
The mechanism was linked to the computer back in the cave, and in moments a red 3D like outline paved the way for where he aimed to go. Bruce casually walked along and was weary of his surrounding and not to draw attention to himself. He was quickly down the hall around a corner and up another set of steps. The security room was just ahead and that's when he bumped into someone appearing from around another corner.
"Excuse me." Bruce bypassed the person.
The individual however stopped and looked in the direction of where Bruce went.
"Hey ah sir, where are you going? The event is on the main floor."
Bruce immediately stopped but didn't give the individual eye contact. He figured him to be part of security. The destination was right ahead so had no further use for the shades, and dropped them into the side pocket of his vest. He let out a sigh before turning and facing the individual.
"Bru...you're Bruce Wayne!"
"Indeed I am. I'm here to speak with your boss, could you be so kind as to direct me to his office?"
"Office? No, no he's down in the main lobby and if you want to talk tha..."
"He specifically asked that I meet with him in his office." Bruce replied.
"Oh did he," The man opposite of Bruce scratched at his head, "Well in that case, the seventh floor and it'll be right down the hall. The elevators are right that way, you might be waiting a while however."
"That won't be an issue."
Bruce breathed a sigh of relief as the person took off around the corner, but his problems were far from over. They were hidden well but he picked up on cameras all throughout the hall and knew he couldn't make a move into the security room without being seen. Not only that but three security people were present inside
"Alfred I need assistance," He pressed at a hidden piece inside his right ear, "Access into the security room is my goal. Unfortunately it won't be easy. There's hidden camera's all around and three guards inside."
"Understood, but you should know there is nothing I can do from this end. I have no way of infiltrating Driafigura Corp, such a task would be nearly impossi..."
"You need not worry," Bruce jumped in, "I'll take care of that part. Once I get you in I'll need for you to alter the security footage accordingly to erase my activities and upload specific information to the bat computer."
"Very well, but how do you plan on doing so? Do you aim to somehow divert the guards away from the maintenance facility?" Alfred questioned.
A long pause followed with neither speaking.
"The maintenance room might not be necessary. In fact I doubt Todd would hold any valuable information concerning Kiria and their plans within the main server of his company. He's much too clever and has enough common sense not to do so." Bruce said.
"Then what do you have in mind?"
"I'm in route to his office, Todd certainly has a personal computer. If so I'll connect you to it using a device, and from then you can upload everything to the bat computer. It's likely I won't have much time so I'll have to act fast."
"I'll be waiting sir." Alfred said.
Bruce entered an elevator down the hall and up to the seventh floor where he entered Todd's office. The space was decently large and was nothing less than what he would expect and the large windows gave a great view of the city. With the shades returned to his eyes he scoured the area picking up on three hidden cameras inside the office. But more importantly there was a computer system atop a table. It was located in a side room to the main office.
"It's just as I anticipated Alfred," Brce pressed down at the small piece in his ear, "Give me a minute or so and I'll have you connected."
Bruce started up the software in a single click and inserted the small device. As he had predicted the computer was guarded by heavy firewalls. He let out a sigh leaning forward thinking only to break through as fast as possible.
Marten joined the crowds in the main lobby and had a few drinks. He spoke with a couple associates near the donation stands for minutes. Some were business people and others inside his social circle. His eyes wondered and fell upon Todd surrounded by small crowds, and Marten took off in that direction. It was somewhat strange seeing him at the center of the event given what he'd heard. The group was in a deep conversation so Marten didn't speak right away, and waited patiently for an opening. He slowly moved in beside Todd and dropped a hand over his shoulder.
"Great to see you entertaining the guests and all but don't you have someone to meet?" Marten posed.
Todd glimpsed at him with a blank expression and looked clueless.
"Come again?" The millionaire CEO questioned.
"I'm talking about Bruce Wayne." Marten replied.
"Oh."
Todd blinked twice before looking throughout the space.
"Yes, Candice did inform me he'd be in attendance but I have not yet seen him. He'll drop by soon enough I'm sure."
"Sir, I spoke with him on the second level and he insis..."
"Mister Heinstan," A woman moved in between them locking arms with Todd, "I made it here just like I said and so too is the weapons mechanic we spoke about. He made time out of his busy schedule to attend this get together. H can't stay long so you should greet and talk for the brief time that he is."
"Of course, just point me in his direction." Todd said.
Marten's mouth halfway dropped open seeing as the woman pulled his boss along and he was completely ignored. Someone else however overheard the small exchange and was somewhat interested.
"Did I hear wrong or is Bruce Wayne in the building?"
Marten looked to his right and standing there was Akasha.
"Yeah, on the second floor. He insisted Todd wanted to meet with him in private inside the office. I directed him that way, but with all that's going on it wouldn't surprise me if it slipped Todd's mind. Who knows, maybe Wayne's finally grown a pair and aims to partner with Driafigura Corp."
Akasha stepped back and thought silently before taking off without a word.
"Hey, where you going?!" Marten called out.
"The ladies room," She gazed over her shoulder, "Be back in a few."
Marten lost sight of the vampire as she forced her way through a crowd of people.
"Upload is at seventy percent, and lucky for us Todd's personal computer is linked with the security systems throughout the building. It makes sense, in case of an unforeseen emergency or attack he'd have access to a complete shutdown from this singular device."
Bruce surveyed the hard drive pinpointing the system that controlled security cameras throughout the building. He was connected and took control almost surveying over the footage of him passing through the hall of the second floor. Bruce contemplated altering the footage weighing the pros and cons but was interrupted by a ringing sound in his ear.
"Sir you won't be alone for long, how much longer till the upload finalizes?" Alfred questioned.
"Eighty two percent, what's wrong?"
"Check live view, she's heading your way."
"She...do you mean Candice?"
"No, Akasha. She has just exited out of the elevator."
Bruce bit back pushing away from the table and standing upright.
"I'll have to buy time."
"Sir are you sure about this? Perhaps retreating is the best course of action, there are other ways to gain the information you seek."
"Unnecessary, it'll work out. Trust me."
He realized Bruce had been in more catastrophic situations so didn't bother arguing. The link between them was terminated and the upload showed a percentage of 86. Bruce took a deep breath pushing open the side door and stepping out into the main office and positioned in front of the large windows overlooking Gotham. His arms were situated behind his back waiting patiently and maintained a straight posture. The door flew open moments later, but he didn't budge.
"Mister Heinstan I'm glad that..."
He froze as he turned eying the pink haired vampire and even acted surprised.
"Excuse me," Bruce coughed clearing his throat, "Miss Misaki, forgive me. I had no idea it was you. Am I right to assume Todd is on his way up?"
She walked across the carpet leaning against Todd's desk and looked him in the eyes. For a little while she didn't speak and that came off as strange, but he maintained his stance and composure.
"Is something wrong?" Bruce asked.
"What're you doing here?"
"To speak with your boss, and of course help with the efforts of raising money for those injured or suffered lost ones. The expo was far from what anyone anticipated, it's quite unfortunate really. My sympathy is with anyone who was affected negatively that night. I've already taken the liberty of reaching out to a handful of attendees present that night."
Akasha tapped a finger over the tabletop looking him over but kept quiet. She eventually exhaled and stepped away from the desk positioning in front of the glass windows. The vampire recalled what she'd heard from Batman a night ago, but quickly dismissed any thoughts of Bruce Wayne being involved.
"It might be some time before Todd has time to speak with you in private. Do you mind if I ask something?" Akasha slightly gazed over her shoulder.
Bruce raised an eyebrow but didn't see why not and took a couple steps forward. He rested a hand over the massive window eying the city below, standing half a foot from her.
"Ask away."
"You've shown little to no interest in a partnership with Driafigura Corp, and the same could be said concerning your relationship with its CEO."
"I'm missing the question." Bruce replied.
"A man of your stature very easily could have orchestrated your own fundraiser or event to support those in need. From what I've gathered you have no intention of aiding our firm, and you aren't too big on Todd either. Virtually you have no reason to be here, so I'll ask once more. Why are you here...I mean really?" Akasha looked him in the face.
Bruce pushed off the glass dropping both hands inside his pockets.
"Perhaps and even if I don't see eye to eye with him, that wouldn't stop me for swinging by and supporting a good cause."
"Oh really," The vampire crossed her arms, "I have a hard time believing that. You see Mister Wayne I have a way of reading people and have a pretty good idea when someone is hiding something."
"I don't know what you're implying, I've got nothing to hide. Labeling someone based on what you've read or heard isn't wise. It is because of this you believed you knew me before we spoke, and that explains the way you acted towards me that day."
Akasha removed a strand of hair from her face biting lightly at her lip.
"Can you honestly say I'm wrong in judgement? And let's get one thing straight, I never once considered you scum of the earth though clearly someone in your position could do a whole lot more."
Bruce chuckled in which Akasha frowned.
"Did I say something funny?"
"It's nothing," Bruce removed both hands from his pockets, "We've gone in circles, and had this conversation more than a handful of times it feels. Your stance hasn't changed, and that's alright. I'm not here to please anyone, but I've done my share of helping around. Sometimes one's best work goes unnoticed."
"Sir the upload is complete," Alfred spoke through the ear piece, "Recover the device and get out of there."
Bruce reached upward running a hand through his hair thinking up a way out of the situation. More than anything he needed Akasha's attention off him, if even for a moment and that's when something came to mind. Bruce reached into his side pocket and uncovered what looked to be an invitation. The vampire gazed at it curiously as he held it out in front of her.
"This might be on short notice, but if you don't have plans for the night why don't you attend." Bruce dropped the invitation into her hands.
"Attend what...what is this?"
Akasha lifted the slip of paper up near her face and looked it over. The side door within the office shot open and she instantly lowered the card and followed after Bruce. He managed to disconnect the device from the computer and drop it into his pocket before she stepped through the door.
"This is Todd's personal space, you can't be in here!" Akasha voiced.
"Oh sorry," Bruce looked around innocently, "Guess I stepped through the wrong door, I thought sure this was the exit."
The vampire didn't buy into his smirk and maintained a frown. She followed him out of the side door and through the main office. She grabbed at his wrist just as he reached for the doorknob to the exit.
"A ballroom party," She held the invitation out in front of him, "Excuse me for stating the obvious but I don't particularly like you. And this invitation seems to imply you're asking me out on a..."
"It's not like that," Bruce interrupted, "In fact I planned on attending with Alliya, but we haven't talked much since what happened at the expo. She's still upset, which is understandable...I shouldn't have taken off and left her like that. That's an extra if you'd like to attend. I'll be there, but you don't have to speak with me."
"Not gonna happen." Akasha said.
"That's fine, you can always hand it over to someone else."
Bruce pushed open the door and she followed.
"Hold on." The vampire said.
"What is it?" Bruce glimpsed back but kept moving.
Akasha halfway opened her mouth to speak but didn't.
"It's nothing, forget about it."
She followed him into the elevator and down to the main floor where they walked through the crowds and met with Todd.
"Mister Wayne!"
Todd reached out shaking hands with Bruce who didn't reject.
"I just wanted to let you know you've done a lot of good here today. Wayne Enterprises will contribute to your cause."
"Bruce Wayne complimenting me," Todd snickered looking between Marten and Akasha, "Somebody wake me up."
"Don't let it go to your head." Bruce replied straightening his collar.
The two CEO's conversed for several minutes before Bruce exited through the front entrance. Akasha however still found his sudden appearance and exit strange. Firstly he wanted to speak with Todd in private, but from what she could tell he didn't have a whole lot to say before departing.
"What are you up to..." Akasha whispered catching one final glimpse of him as the door closed shut.
The event prolonged a little over an hour longer before guests began clearing the building. Todd was more than satisfied with the turnout and donations. Candice and Akasha followed him into his office. Akasha removed the jacket from his shoulders and set it over the coat rack.
"Can I get you anything sir?" Candice inquired.
"A cup of coffee would be excellent."
Todd pushed through the side door into the other section of his office. His heart immediately jumped at the words "Upload Complete" displayed over the screen of his computer.
"Dammit!" He punched at the table top.
Both Candice and Akasha entered one after another.
"What's wrong?!" Candice asked.
Akasha gazed at the computer screen and had an idea what the problem was.
"We might have been compromised," Todd clinched his fists, "Alert security! I want all feed from the past couple hours of who's been in and off this floor!"
"Yessir."
Candice immediately took off and Akasha stood in place with one thing on mind, or rather person.
XXX
Ryan Wilson was a calm individual, but could also be very energetic and outspoken. He had a difficult time hiding his annoyance and lack of interest as one of his co-workers rambled on about a vacation. Ryan worked at a place called Tiet Hit, and was known as one of the better bars in town.
"And then I asked her, hey gorgeous wanna go to the beach? I know this awesome place that serves some of the best dishes on the beach front. She agreed and we went for a dip and then had a couple drinks afterward, and she's getting a tipsy and talked about her family and this guy she crushed on through her college years. I was halfway interested but then dosed off. The date pretty much went south from there haha!"
Ryan only shook his head as he wiped down the countertop. He wondered why he opted for the extra time, but looked to a nearby clock and grinned. His shift was just about over. He then remembered the additional hours were needed to pay off a car loan. He got lost in his own thoughts and didn't quite pick up on the question directed at him.
"Oh I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"
"You about ready to settle and find the one? You know, someone to occupy your time and keep you grounded." Mark asked.
"Haven't really thought about it much," Ryan replied scratching at his chin. "I've been busy working and so much other things on the agenda. I don't know if you count one night stands, I've had a couple of those. I'm not interested in anything long term, well at least not currently."
"Seriously Ryan, come on! Bro, you're twenty six, big and tall, as tough and strong as they come, not to mention you've got the looks women go for. You're also one of the better cooks I know. Just open your eyes and she'll be there, the one for you that is."
"Sure, if you say so," Ryan grinned setting the glass off to the side. "Well my shift is just about up and I've got a tone of errands to run before heading home for the night. I've got the next two off but I'll see you around" He then stood up and walked toward the exit as his replacement entered.
Ryan passed through the parking lot and as he pulled out the keys to his vehicle, he stopped. His ears picked up on a whistling sound but took him awhile to determine where it originated. He looked around before spotting someone standing in a nearby alley. It was a woman standing at about 5'8 wearing dark shades with a brown fur coat, black boots and dark gray dress.
"Hey handsome." She lifted the shades off her eyes and winked.
"Hello." Ryan approached scratching at the back of his head.
"You looking to have some fun tonight, I could sure use a good playmate."
"Playmate huh," Ryan chuckled, "I've always had a hard time saying no to pretty girls. What did you have in mind?"
She emerged from the alley taking his left hand into her own.
"Giving it away would spoil all the fun, but it'll be worth your while." She grinned.
Lights shined bright outside a building halfway across town where people piled in through the front entrance. It was just a little after nine o'clock and he had not yet heard from her. The reality Alliya might not show seemed more and more likely. There were other matters on mind with higher significance, and he didn't plan on a long stay. He mingled around with both hands positioned in his pockets, and only spoke with a select few that bypassed.
"Bruce."
He revolved around facing the person that called out to him.
"Terrance," Bruce patted him over the shoulder, "Was this a last minute decision?"
"You got it. I had nothing better to do so was like what the hell, but unfortunately Jenna couldn't make it. But boy did you see the heaps of security out front, woooohh! Truthfully I figured you'd lay low for a while after what happened at the expo, especially with your celebrity status. You're more likely to be targeted." Terrance chuckled slightly.
"Perhaps, but I choose not to live in fear. I'm not someone you should worry about," Bruce grinned, "I'll be perfectly fine."
Terrance nodded with a smile.
"Don't know if I've met someone with confidence quite like yours, it's what I like about you. Anyhow have you heard anything about the rescheduled time for the expo? I've spoken with a couple associates and received different dates, but nothing set in stone."
"Yeah I ha..."
Bruce's voice trailed as his eyes looked to an entrance across the room. He bit back and never took his eyes off her. Terrance scratched at the side of his head and stared at Bruce with an expression of oddity.
"Whatsup, you look like you've seen a ghost?"
"It...it's nothing." Bruce said.
Terrance wasn't convinced, and it was clear by his expression. Bruce's eyes followed her throughout the room and eventually she made eye contact with him, and she trotted toward he and Terrance. The woman wore high knee black boots, accompanied by a dark green dress and a matching green bow tied in her hair. She carried a pursue and stopped short of the two.
"Good evening gentlemen." She grinned.
Bruce lightly bit at his tongue whilst Terrance shook hands with her.
"You work under Todd Heinstan correct? Sorry but your name leaves me at the moment, sorry." Terrance said.
"No it's ok," She snickered, "Name's Akasha Misaki."
"So you decided to drop in, I'm surprised actually. You seemed set on not attending, but I'm glad you changed your mind. The music should start soon followed by the festivities. Please do enjoy yourself Akasha," Bruce looked to Terrance, "You as well."
Bruce attempted to walk off but was grabbed by his wrist.
"Actually I came to speak with you." Akasha said.
"With me?" Bruce lowered his shoulders.
The vampire simply nodded.
"In private." She emphasized.
Bruce looked to Terrance who nodded and then looked back to Akasha.
"How about a drink?"
"Sure." She replied.
Akasha followed beside Bruce to a small bar area across the room where they sat. Bruce ordered a soft drink whilst Akasha ordered a Margarita. The waitress dropped down two glass waters in the meantime.
"If this is about a potential working environment between Driafigura Corp and Wayne Industries, I'd much rather speak to Todd in person. Since our initial meeting four months back I made my stance clear and talks have halted since. And nothing has changed."
"That's fine, but that isn't what I came to talk about."
"Oh really," Bruce repositioned looking her over closely, "Than what about?"
Akasha took the glass into her hands off the table and brought it toward her lips.
"Nooo!" Bruce shouted grabbing at her wrist.
Both Akasha and the waitress looked at Bruce strangely who quickly backed away.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Akasha glared.
"Water," Bruce bit back realizing his mistake and that he needed to choose his words wisely, "I mean that...that isn't a Margarita."
Akasha raised an eyebrow staring him down for a dozen seconds. Her eyes eventually fell upon the glass in her grasp and that's when she felt her throat go dry. The vampire hadn't paid attention, and had it not been for his uproar would have consumed what was essentially poison to her body. She quickly lowered the glass and her eyes fell over him. Was it nothing more than luck or did he somehow know of her true nature?! Akasha clutched her fists looking him over but didn't perceive any change in his expression.
"What was it you wanted to talk about?" Bruce broke the silence.
"Oh yes," Akasha leaned back slightly with her elbows over the countertop, "It's about this afternoon."
"Are you referring to the fundraiser?"
"Yes. It wasn't known at the time, but there was a security breach, and a period of over twenty minutes went missing on the camera feed. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?"
"Excuse me," Bruce repositioned over the stool, "What exactly are you inferring?"
"I'm not implying anything, it was just a simple question." Akasha replied.
"I see. Sorry to hear that but I can assure you I have nothing to do with that. I'd lack the necessary knowledge to accomplish what you've suggested and more importantly I would have no reason to do such a thing."
Akasha wasn't at all convinced and leaned off toward the counter with one leg over the other.
"Is that so," Akasha glared with suspicious eyes, "An upload of mass information was taken directly off Todd's computer and relocated to an unknown device. Mind you, all files remained intact on his hard drive, but that same information was pulled."
"Why're you telling me this?" Bruce questioned doing his best to sound and appear surprised.
"Why indeed. In order for someone to have hacked Driafigura Corp they could have only done so manually, meaning the culprit had to get close and likely inserted a foreign object into the hard drive which instituted the upload. And who better than you? You had plenty of opportunity given however many minutes you had been alone in his office before I arrived."
Bruce clutched his fists maintaining his posture.
"Opportunity yes, but that doesn't mean a thing. Again, I would have no reason to do such a thing and your accusation has nothing to back it."
"You'd have reason enough, especially concerning hidden information on a potential business partner."
"Listen to yourself," Bruce frowned, "I have all I need to know about Driafigura Corp to make my decision. And as it stands a partnership or any sort of collaboration wouldn't be good for business. Think about it, would someone of my stature commit an act such as what you've suggested? I'm the CEO of arguably the world's most successful industry correct. So let's say I wanted information, wouldn't it make sense to hire a professional in the field of infiltration? Why do it myself when I've got all the money in the world and could have someone else do it. Think about that for a moment. Not to mention if I somehow got caught my reputation would be tarnished." Bruce said.
His statement silenced the vampire and the next couple seconds were silent. Akasha exhaled and took a drink of the Margarita.
"You make a point I suppose." Her eyes fell over the table.
"Was that all?" Bruce inquired.
She took another drink and looked at him directly and the phone inside his left pocket vibrated. Bruce pulled the cell from his pocket and looked over the caller ID.
"Sorry, I need to take this."
He stood from the stool and answered the call.
"Alfred."
"Yes, sorry to bother you sir but I've got an update. I would have contacted you through the usual communications but there's been a slight malfunction. I'll have it up and running soon enough but in the meantime you should know there is activity around the Celrink."
"Alfred..." Akasha uttered listening in on the conversation from afar.
"Celrink...you mean the building owned by Tate Wallace? If so I'm on my way."
"Precisely sir, and be careful they've got quite the numbers. A suit drop-off will reach you in approximately two minutes across the street."
"Great, I'll head that way."
Bruce dropped the phone into his pocket and looked to Akasha.
"I have somewhere to be," Bruce handed her a couple dollars, "That'll take care of the drinks and tip. Enjoy the rest of your evening Miss Misaki. Tomorrow night is the East Interactive, if you want to talk more I'll be there."
Akasha finished what remained of her beverage and watched Bruce disappear into the crowds of people.
"Alfred...where did I hear that name," Akasha twirled a strand of hair on the right side of her face and memory of the name came back, "No...no way!"
The vampire placed a hand over her mouth in slight shock.
"Alfred."
"And what of the time? When will the event take place?"
"Good. I won't stay long, just enough to infiltrate his system. Messages, transactions, notes...something about Fairy Tale and whatever they have planned will be documented. I'll feed Todd what he wants, but he'll never get that partnership with Wayne Industries."
She lightly bit at her lower lip and shook her head rehashing her latest encounter with the dark knight.
"No, no he can't! I...I refuse to believe it!"
Akasha pushed away from the stool with irritation and clutched fists.
"Batman mentioned the name last night, and now Wayne moments ago," The vampire went silent and sorted through what she knew, "There must be some sort of connection between them. He mentioned a Celrink and Tate Wallace."
Akasha uncovered her phone which had other functions, including a built in 3D map system of Gotham. She typed in the name Celrink and a location was given in relation to her own position.
"A warehouse huh, so that's where you're headed. Just what are you up to Mister Wayne..." Akasha dropped the phone into her purse.
It was very clear what she needed to do and so headed for the exit. Miles from the building another woman sat in front of a computer desk. She tapped a finger over the surface looking the information over on screen. There was much that needed unraveling and felt things were in Kiria's advantage. Fairy Tale's base was still unknown and more importantly their plans were a mystery. Moka ran a hand through her hair before leaning forward with her forehead against the desktop.
There was that and then there was Tsukune. No matter how much she tried Moka couldn't stop thinking about him. Part of her just wanted to pick up the phone and make the call. She missed being in his presence and most of all his blood, and given she was so far from home those feelings were amplified. But whenever she thought about Tsukune her mother also came to mind and so did images of the two being intimate. Memory of the encounter instigated a sickness in Moka's stomach. She wanted so badly to be at Tsukune's side but didn't feel she was completely ready to forgive him.
And something else that bothered her was the lack of communication and willingness to work together from the Batman. He knew the city probably better than anyone and seemingly had the best of resources. That bit she couldn't confirm, but his weaponry, and knowledge concerning herself and even Fairy Tale hinted at this. Her cell jingled over the tabletop and she slowly raised her head. Moka reached out taking the small electronic into her hands and looked over the caller ID which read "Tina Alba."
"Tina," Moka answered the call sitting up, "What's up?"
"You busy? If not let's go out."
"Where to?" Moka questioned.
"Ah party an old friend of mine is hosting."
XXX
The woman beneath him moaned and squirmed in reaction to Ryan's movement. The green haired succubus felt her stomach tighten and spine stiffen so much that she drooled out in pleasure. All the while she felt Ryan lick at her breasts losing himself inside her core. Her body cried out at the invasion, feeling Ryan's length stretching her walls tightly. She could feel herself harshly panting for breath, and closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of him inside her. He was the best she had since arriving in Gotham.
She let out screams feeling Ryan fill her up with the entirety of his manhood. She listened closely and loved the sound of Ryan groaning in pleasure as he pushed himself within her fully. The succubus moaned as well knowing that she too couldn't help but enjoy their connection. Ryan surprised her upon picking up the pace and giving her all she could handle.
"That's it! Fuck me! Tear my pussy apart!" she screamed burying her fingernails into his back.
The succubus let out a sigh as she felt Ryan pull out of her. He briefly allowed her to take a quick breath of air and trailed the tip of his member at her entrance.
"You're so evil." She chuckled breathing heavily.
Ryan grabbed at her wrists holding her down firmly as he re inserted himself and thrusted inside her trembling body once more. She wrapped her legs around his waist enjoying the feel of him inside her. She arched her back in an attempt to pull him inside deeper, even as she finally gave way to the overwhelming waves of yearning and heat as she reached her end climax! He looked her in the eyes groaning loudly as he couldn't hold it in any longer. Ryan fell forward atop her as his entire load exploded deep inside the succubus! His body trembled, but not in the way it normally should have. He gasped for air but his throat closed up on him and his skin grew pale and the life was sucked from his body.
"Dammit," Morrigan cursed beneath his corpse, "I shouldn't have taken all his spirit energy! He was such a good fuck I could have used him as my sex toy until I grew tired of him."
Morrigan pouted as she forced his body off hers and ran two finger over her wet entrance.
On the other side of town a dark blue Infiniti Q70 pulled up beside an alley, and the driver decided that was as far as she'd go. She traveled on foot from that point but quickly slowed up as she came across something. Her heart raced and seemed as though her wariness had been all but confirmed but she wanted to see him with her own eyes. The vampire trailed her fingers over the armored vehicle, but screams and gunshots diverted her attention and she continued forward.
The warehouse came into view up the street and her eyes widened as a body was forced through a window. His body collided with the ground and he was completely motionless. Additional gunfire followed and an obvious struggle took place inside the building. That much was clear though she couldn't see what went on. The scuffle prolonged for a little while longer before all sounds ceased. She moved closer but made certain to stay hidden beside the wall. Another body was forced through a glass window and the individual lost his weapon on impact. The hand gun touched down yards from his position and he slowly crawled towards it in panic.
A dark figure shot through the window following after the downed criminal. The vampire bit back eying the cape crusader! The criminal reached for his weapon and as he did Batman's boot dropped over and crushed his hand. The criminal shouted in pain while attempting to break free.
"The Joker," Batman leaned forward somewhat, "Where is he?!"
"Dddo...don't know."
"Wrong answer Wallace."
Batman applied more pressure and the criminal's cries became louder.
"Dammit, dammit ok!"
The dark knight removed his boot and lifted Tate off the ground by the throat.
"Where is he?!" Batman glared.
"I don't know exactly, but the night after next we're meeting at the docks on the west side of town. The Joker, Harley, everyone will be there! Tonight was just a simple stock and load. I swear none of us knows where he is, you'll have ta..."
Batman knocked him unconscious with an elbow to the face and dropped his body to the ground. Akasha eyed him closely and the height/body structure and build were consistent with the person of interest. In that moment another important detail came to mind, a detail that confused her for some time.
"I was on death's door that night, and had it not been for his blood I would have..." She thought silently as a realization set in.
The blue bandage spotted over Bruce Wayne's arm was identical to the one Batman wrapped around his arm after offering his blood to her. Everything was slowly but surely coming together like a puzzle. Batman's words regarding the infiltration of Driafigura Corp's systems for information on Fairy Tale had already succeeded during the fundraiser. The culprit was no longer a mystery and neither was the caped vigilante's identity. Akasha placed a hand over her mouth with wide eyes in complete shock!
"Unbelievable, Bruce Wayne is," She bit at her tongue and gulped, "Batman!"
She had a difficult time wrapping her mind around the reveal and conceding, but the evidence was clear. Akasha felt as though time had frozen not moving a single muscle. The batmobile pulled up in front of Batman who jumped in via remote control and took off. She slowly pushed away from the wall feeling empty and dumbfounded. Part of her didn't want to believe what she now knew. It was as if she was stuck in a dream she couldn't wake from. The opportunity to confront him passed and contemplated if doing so would have been a good idea. With no reason to hang around Akasha returned to her vehicle in shock.
"Alfred, Tate Wallace and his men have been taken care of. I sent out an anonymous call to GCPD and they should be in route to round up the group."
"Very good, but did you gather any information?"
"Nothing that'll help currently, but I now know when and where to intercept the Joker's next meeting. Forty Eight hours from now the Joker and CO plan to meet miles from here according to Tate, and until then I've got nothing. I'm heading back to the cave now. I recovered two items from the warehouse that need to be analyzed."
XXX
There were over ten missed calls and even as her eyes went up and down the computer screen the cellphone vibrated atop the table. She received little sleep the night before, but had more than enough strength to do what she needed. In the short couple hours of research she learned more about Bruce Wayne than she'd known previous. The info was public, but even so was helpful in giving her a better understanding of him.
"Charities, fundraisers, women, partying and oversea travels...none of it explains a thing! What drives and motivates you to do what you do, I just don't understand! You have the status and money to make great change, yet chose to combat criminals after dawn!"
Akasha couldn't fathom why and thought maybe it had very much to do with the thrill of battle. There were hundreds of possibilities but none of which that came to mind made for a rational explanation. The vampire entertained various ideas but none stuck. Was Batman simply a man playing dress up to satisfy his own fantasy! If so her entire outlook of the bat myth had changed. It was almost disappointing, but those thoughts were quickly hindered as she came across an article dated twenty years back.
"The Park Row tragedy..." Akasha whispered reading the headline over.
In one click she was redirected to the article and from then everything changed. The cloudiness and uncertainty was now clear as day. She felt a strike of electricity travel up her spine reading through the story. At the time what most considered the king and queen of Gotham were shot down in cold blood, but they weren't alone. There was a lone survivor, the first and only child to Thomas and Martha Wayne. He witnessed the entire injustice as his parents took their last breaths covered in their blood. Akasha felt her heart drop looking over the pictures. The young boy's eyes were filled with sadness, despair and rage. Any and all questions she had were now answered.
"My...my goodness, this is where it started, this is what drives you. That night, that one incident, your life changed forever. I can only imagine what you must have went through and..."
Akasha bit at her lower lip holding back tears. She took a deep breath recollecting herself. Being that she was a vampire of the shinso bloodline felt it her duty not to get emotional. She barely knew Batman and until recently wasn't fond of his counterpart, yet here she was pitying him.
"You were only eight, and to have them taken away from you like that must have been unbearable."
The more she looked at the photos the further her heart sunk. Akasha continued down the page and finished what remained of the written article. Park Row later became known as Crime Alley and the young Bruce was taken under the care and guidance of Alfred J. Pennyworth. She knew right away it was the same Alfred, Bruce/and Batman communicated with.
"I understand now," Akasha leaned back, "Seeing your family gunned down in front of you triggered something. At such a young age you were scarred, and you now feel obligated to protecting the citizens of Gotham with your own two hands; likely to make certain no one goes through what you did. Your tactics and approach are the likes of someone who's lost his sanity. But that isn't the case, you're one of the brightest minds in town and even the world."
She thought silently but couldn't confirm anything. It was nothing more than educated guesses based on what she now knew. The vampire had quite the dilemma on her hands. She now knew the identity of Batman, a man that very much would oppose Kira and CO. But on the flip side he was Bruce Wayne, a man in which they looked to work hand in hand with to reach their goals. And then there was her own personal feelings towards him, something in which she could not simply hide or deny. Was she to alert the others of her findings, or keep quiet? That was the question on mind. Her decision of what to do was almost immediate. With the phone in hand she made reservations for later that evening and walked across the room gazing out the window.
"Just when I thought you couldn't get any more interesting," She ran a finger over the glass window, "Let's see how this plays out."
XXX
Two travelers were thrilled the trip was over. They'd been in town for a little over five hours. One was female and the other male. The time difference would take getting used to, but neither worried. Within a few days they'd adjust, besides there were other issues at hand. After checking into a hotel they decided a tour was ideal to kick start the evening. The landscape was eye popping and the streets were packed with people, some of which street actors. Together they road on a couple trains covering close to 2/5 of Gotham. Their latest stop was inside a shopping center and the young woman gathered a handful of outfits and was locked inside the dressing room. Her colleague sat and waited patiently in the waiting area.
He sat over a chair gazing at a clock plastered over a nearby wall tapping a finger over the chair rest. His appearance consisted of a brown jacket with white undershirt and blue jeans, green eyes, black hair, which was tied back with white headband. A wolf head pendant was visible around his neck connected to a chain. Beside him was a digital camera, and he'd taken his share of shots throughout the night. He waited a little over five minutes before his colleague emerged from the back room.
"What do you think Gin?"
The woman spun around showing off the dress and leaning against a wall striking a sexy pose. She was of medium height with light blue hair tied back with a purple maid headband with one star on the side. Her eyes were a dark purple and she wore a bodycon dress in the color of gray with dark blue high heels. He looked her up and down and gave the succubus a nod of approval.
"This is all nice and dandy but we've fallen off track. We agreed to an hour, an hour Kurumu-chan and look at the time now," Gin pointed to the clock hanging overhead, "Six hours later!"
Kurumu frowned pushing away from the wall.
"Are you not having fun?"
"That isn't the point," Gin retorted standing from the chair, "We still haven't made contact with Tsukune and Moka. We didn't travel all the way out here to vacation! By now they've gathered more on Yoshii Kiria, and possibly even his whereabouts. And wasn't it you a little while ago saying Moka-san's gonna steal my Tsukune, we must hurry before it's too late."
Gin did his best impression of Kurumu but she wasn't amused, glaring with her hands situated over her waist.
"Moka is too prideful and doesn't have the balls to make a move and deep down Tsukune knows who and what he wants." Kurumu grinned.
"What you? Sounds like wishful thinking." Gin whispered the last bit.
The succubus heard him clearly and marched forward slapping Gin across the face and forcing him back into the chair with a loud thump.
"Why don't you make yourself useful and try giving Tsukune another call." Kurumu walked in the opposite direction with her arms crossed and eyes closed.
"Already have. During the time you were playing dress up I phoned him but got nothing." Gin said.
"Try again!" Kurumu marched into the dressing room slamming the door shut behind her.
"Try again..." Gin said mockingly rolling his eyes.
He waited twenty minutes for Kurumu to finish and purchased her items up front. Not a moment later they exited out the front doors and onto a sidewalk. The succubus handed each of her three bags to Gin who carried them.
"It's getting late," Kurumu spoke as they went along, "I think we should head back to the hotel and make contact with Tsukune tomorrow."
"He won't be thrilled we're in town, especially since I told you ev..." Gin's voice trailed off as two models from a nearby firm bypassed them.
Both wore short skirts and high knee socks. Kurumu continued down the block and didn't notice as Gin stopped. It was only after another couple steps she became aware and her mouth dropped open spotting her bags stacked atop one another over the sidewalk! Gin held his camera firmly and trailed the two with desire in his eyes. The light across the street was green so both stopped at the corner and Gin slowly approached lowering himself to a knee. Kurumu looked on in complete disbelief and disgust. The wind blew their skirts slightly and gave him a view of their underwear. His heart raced at this sight and focused the lens of his camera.
"What a perfect shot!" His grin widened.
Just as he readied himself to snap the photo the back of his head was met by an elbow!
"You damn pervert! You haven't changed a bit!" Kurumu snapped.
The two models looked back at them but were oblivious to what went on and crossed the street as the light went red.
"Kurumu-chan why?" Gin rubbed at his now sore head.
"Yur so pathetic." Kurumu rolled her eyes recovering the bags off the ground a couple feet away.
Neither spoke as they caught a taxi up the block.
Elsewhere a woman entered a building through the front doors and to the nearest elevator up to the tenth floor. The lights were bright and it was crowded much like she expected and spotted him within the minute. He conversed with a group and had his back to her. They had met with and spoke on numerous occasions but this time it was different. A strange sensation circulated through her body coupled with nervousness. She felt almost like a young school girl approaching her crush for the first time with the intent of confessing her feelings. The situation was very much different, but it didn't stop her from feeling the way she did.
It was uncharted territory and there was only one other that made her feel that way in all her years. No matter what, she was fixated on maintaining her usual confident persona and wanted to appear as though nothing changed. She could hardly believe how quickly her outlook on him shifted so drastically. Everything the vampire believed she knew about him had been proven false.
"Good evening." She stopped short of the group.
Voices within the group lowered and Bruce revolved around. A woman with long pink hair wearing dark purple Victorian styled dress and matching bow stared at him directly.
"Akasha..." Bruce uttered.
"Do you have a moment?"
"Sure."
She led them to a section of the room less crowded just passed the dance floor.
"I'd be lying if I didn't say I was surprised to see you. First the ballroom and now here, couldn't get enough of me?" Bruce said jokingly with a smirk.
"Perhaps." Akasha returned the smile.
His mouth dropped open slightly! Akasha to that point showed no sense of humor or attempts at flirting. In one word and expression displayed both; Bruce blown away by her witty response.
"What do you wish to know?" Bruce inquired with both hands in his jacket pockets.
She moved in adjusting his tie and massaging her hands over his shoulders.
"You're way too tense Mister Wa...I mean Bruce," She looked him in the eyes, "Can I call you Bruce?"
"You can call me whatever you want." He replied.
She smiled taking his left wrist into her hand.
"How about a round?"
"A round of what?" Bruce asked.
Akasha snickered pulling him along and as they approached the dance floor he knew exactly what she had in mind. It was as though an entirely different woman stood before him. The Akasha he knew wouldn't act as she was, with little to no interest in being around him. His thoughts ceased once stepping onto the dance floor and joining hands with the vampire. They moved with at the pace of the music and shortly thereafter melted into each other's gaze. It felt as though everything disappeared and they were afloat in a faraway star. This went on for minutes during which neither spoke. Akasha eventually pulled back, her gaze falling upon the carpet.
"Let's get some fresh air."
"Fresh air?" Bruce inquired.
"Yes."
Akasha looked across the room and with Bruce's hand in her own she pulled him along once more. She pushed open a door and together they walked out onto a balcony overlooking the city. The moon peaked through the scattered clouds and everything down below was bright as it normally was. Bruce placed his hands over the steel railing looking outward and Akasha did the same. He had noticed almost immediately when they spoke, but it became clearer the more they interacted.
"Beautiful night isn't it?" Akasha said.
"Yes it is." Bruce replied.
It was as if her entire outlook and resentment towards him had completely vanished. He couldn't figure what changed except for a single possibility and the more he thought about it, he came to that conclusion. Bruce took a deep breath and pushed away from the railing.
"Why the change?"
Bruce looked at her directly as she repositioned facing him.
"What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean," Bruce glared with crossed arms, "You've put on quite the show since your arrival, one in which is worthy of an Oscar. So who put you up to it? Candice...or perhaps Todd himself? You tried this once before and I saw right through it, so what makes you think it'll work this time?"
Akasha chuckled with a hand to her mouth and Bruce narrowed his eyes in response.
"What's so amusing?"
"You." The vampire pointed at him.
Bruce exhaled with both his arms lowered by his sides.
"You're right, and if it didn't work once why try again? Did you ever consider I'm being genuine?" Akasha added.
"On what account, nothing's changed. Someone doesn't simply change their opinion of someone over night off of nothing. Especially when that someone is you."
"Accurate, but you're doing too much assuming. Even I'll admit when I was wrong about something." Akasha leaned against the railing.
"Oh, and what were you wrong about?"
"You." She replied.
"Forgive my suspicion but could you be more specific." Bruce said.
The vampire snickered throwing her hair back.
"Try and guess." She grinned.
"I'm not here to play games," He looked to the sliding glass door, "And if you don't want to be upfront I've got other p..."
Bruce went silent as a bright symbol occupied the sky which caught Akasha's attention as well. Both stared at the bat like object and his shoulders lowered letting out a sigh.
"I have to go."
Bruce walked toward the door and Akasha ran up and grabbed hold of his wrist.
"There's something I need to tell you."
"Another time," Bruce pulled away from her and pushed open the door, "Goodnight."
She followed him through the door but just as quickly slowed up. The idea was for her to slowly reveal what she knew concerning his secret. Things didn't fall into place as she envisioned, but knew she'd have plenty of other opportunities.
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