Batman: Fembots The End

[RancidInsanity]

BATCAVE

“Riddler has to be in on this…” Batman said outloud

“His whereabouts are unknown, master bruce.” Alfred said, bringing a cup of coffee with him

“I’m going to have to seek out Lex myself” Batman thought

LEXCORP

It was 3:30 am. The full moon was like a deadly searchlight as Batman scaled the glass windows of Lexcorp. Batman entered the 7th floor, he knew Lex’s office was on the 12th. It was very quiet until the lights switched on.

“Welcome to the 7th floor chump.” A voice said

It was Ventriloquist & Scarface. Real name Arnold Wesker, The Ventriloquist was a crazed man with a vicious spilt-personality. His shy and submissive side and his aggressive and murderous side are both expressed at nearly the same time. They even communicate with each other. His aggressive side came out in the form of a puppet called scarface.

“Your gonna get it now…whack em’ out.” Scarface the puppet “said”

Then Batman noticed two red number threes in the puppets eyes. Scarface was another bomb.

“Arnold drop the puppet and run!” Batman ordered The Ventriloquist

It seemed like it was to late but then Arnold pressed a button and Scarface’s eyes went dark and his head fell off. Arnold fell to the floor and began to weep uncontrollable.

Batman had no time to waste on Arnold and ran for the elevator and pressed the 12 button.

As soon as the door opened on the 12th floor, a tan blonde fembot stopped and looked at him. “Warning, intruder alert intruder alert.” The curvy fembot announced in a monotone voice.

“Hmm? Intruder? Who could that be?” asked a voice from the back of the room

“I’m Batman” whispered Batman as he threw a batarang at the voice

“Ha! You missed Batman” said the riddler stepping out from the shadows

“You’ll find this situation to be hard to…survive.” A voice said

“Question: Who is rich, powerful and my best friend? Answer: Lex Luthor” spoke the riddle insanely

Batman grabbed Lex by the collar and pinned him against a wall. “Why?” asked Batman coldly

Lex smirked while batman asked him, “What’s with the robots?”

Suddenly gun shots rang out. “Your time is up lex.” A voice said

“Harvey!!” Lex shouted in surprise

“Not Harvey, Two-Face” Two-Face said, shooting Lex in the foot

The Police kicked down the door an quickly arrested The Riddler, Harvey Dent aka TwoFace and Lex Luthor.

Arkam Asylum

“Why?!? Why did you kill all those people? Who all was involved with this?” Batman yelled furiously to Edward Nigma aka The Riddler

“Stocks, Wayne Interprises…money.” Edward responded softly, partially scared

“Was Catwoman involved?” Batman asked, furthering his interrogation.

“No…we hid away the real Catwoman and used a fembot.” Edward said starting to get his confidence back, smiling

“Where’s Catwoman?!?!” Batman said incredible enraged

“Now that’s a riddle, isn’t it?” answered Edward and began laughing manically

THE END

[Korby]

The End? Or is it...

I couldn't resist...

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The Batmobile roared into the cave, slowed, then came to a halt. As the main jet turbine spun down, a rattle was faintly audible in the main internal combustion engine under the hood.

"Oh dear, oh dear," Alfred murmured, steadying a tray loaded with eggs, bacon, green tea, and a protein shake.

The Batman vaulted out of the vehicle's cockpit.

"I suppose you'll want me to look into that, sir," Alfred said.

"I'll check it later," the Batman muttered.

"Oh, it's no trouble at all, Master Bruce," Alfred said. "I should have plenty of time between cancelling your meeting with the board this afternoon, doing the shopping, and pressing your tights."

The Batman reached up and pulled back the cowl, letting it hang loosely behind his neck, unveiling Bruce Wayne. Not the celebrated billionaire playboy and philanthropist, but the real Bruce Wayne, the man only Alfred Pennywoirth was priveleged (if that was the word) to know.

"They have Selina, Alfred," Bruce saif tersely. "I can't figure out why, but they have her. Riddler's gotten in with Luthor on this. Luthor's attorneys have probably already muddled the path. Just his attorneys, if I'm lucky."

"So the Catwoman you ran afoul of was--"

"A robot. A fembot. Like tha 'Ivy' I met."

Alfred frowned. "How odd." He waited a moment. "Do you suppose it might be connected with that HARDAC business from a few years back?"

"Possible," Bruce admitted--surely having made the connection already He allowed a small smile of appreciation; for all of Alfred's sterling qualities, the mental agility to keep up with his employer and yet the refinement to hold back enough to keep it from being blatantly obvious, to be a splenididly deferential Watson to his Holmes, was one that Bruce prized almost above all others. "HARDAC was able to create a replica of me so advanced it thought it was the real thing. If Luthor's got hold of that technology, I'm sure he's been able to advance it far beyond the original specifications...."

"Shall I contact Mr. Kent, sir?" Alfred asked. "If Luthor is involved--"

"Not yet, Alfred. Clark may be more familiar with Luthor on a direct level, but there's no need to get him involved. Clark doesn't have the subtlety we need at this stage of things."

"Of course, sir. I'm certain that were Mr. Kent to take his fashion cues from Bela Lugosi and restrrict his activities to those of the nocturnal persuasion, he might prove of more use in this instance."

"Not what I meant, Alfred," Bruce said, this time surpessing a smile. "I just meant that at this stage it'd be better to play in Luthor's accustomed arena. Send Lucius an e-mail. Tell him I want to set up a meeting with Luthor on the stock deal."

"Of course, sir. I take it Armani rather than Lugosi will be the uniform of the day for this meeting?"

[MR_CA]

Ha! Ha! Ha! Nice.