Swallowing The Spider

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So when a 10 year old kid is sprinting fast as f.u.c.k down the roads and alleyways people tend to take notice, who knew? That shit definitely doesn't happen in Gotham so I can't be in Gotham, if I was in Gotham then no one would give two shits about me running down the streets n.a.k.e.d covered in blood in fact they were more liable to try and catch me and see if I was worth something. I guess quite a lot of people called the police and got a squad car sent out to capture me, well more like rescue then capture but hey, what's the difference am I right.

So there I was running down the street buck n.a.k.e.d when suddenly a pair of headlights are on me and I can see my shadow on the ground in front of me, then the siren of a police car fills the air and once I turn around my suspicions are proven right. Behind me was a squad car and my time in Gotham had made me particularly adverse to those so I legged it, turned to my right and bolted down the first alleyway I saw hoping that the cops were the stereotypical piggies who munched on donuts and would be to fat to catch me.

Turns out the alleyway I headed down was a dead end as it was just there to provide access to delivery vans for the sh.i.p.s on either side of the alley, with no where to go and hearing the cops closing in on me fast I decided to do the only thing I could which was hide. I opened up one of the dumpsters in the alley and jumped right on in closing the lid behind me and I waited in silence making sipper to quieten my breathing, this wasn't my first time in a dumpster in fact this dumpster was far better then all the other ones I had experienced. Usually when I did my drug mule shtick and ended up dead I would left there as the drop offs were in secluded spots but sometimes the killer would decide to move me and I'd wake up in a dumpster or something, one time I even woke up in the sewer which was really uncomfortable as I'm pretty sure some rodents were going to town on me plus it was really hard to get out of the sewers.

Turns out that the police aren't stupid and after investigating an alleyway they definitely saw me head down and finding no one there the next logical step would be to look for hiding places, so pretty much the first thing they did was open the dumpster I was hiding in and they were treated to the sight of of bloody ten year old covered in plastic and surrounded by garbage. I was not prepared for the situation at all as I was still in shock so the only thing I could do was just blankly stare at them and stay still, well that was till they started to try to ask if I was okay, trying to comfort me and ask me where I came from. For a minute there I forgot I wasn't in Gotham and I'd done a runner because there was usually a 50% chance that an officer was in bed with the mob and a dirty cop would rather give you back to the people you ran from for a reward then help you.

One of the police officers had picked me up and set me on the ground while they continued to ask me questions, I was about to answer one of them but suddenly had an epiphany. What was I going to tell them? I woke up at the bottom of a freezer that was full of human meat and ran away? They'd ask why I was in the freezer and I can't tell them that, if I did tell them and they investigated the mansion the owners would probably get off scot free on account of their money and I would have a lot of people taking an interest in me for my abilities.

I ultimately decided to stay quite, act as if I have trauma or something and keep my mouth shut while they fuss over me, hoping that with a little luck I would be able to get through this without trouble and leave everything in the past. I could always come back in the future for my revenge on the matron, the dealer and the people who bought my meat but for now I would bide my time and go with the flow, they'll still be around in a few years when I am better able to do something about it.

Eventually the police officers took me to the station and called social services (it would be weird if they didn't on account of the n.a.k.e.d and bloody child wandering the streets at night) and till the social workers arrived they continued to ask me questions, to which I opened up a little and replied with 'I don't know' and 'I can't remember' but then they asked me what my name was. My name was Nicholas at the orphanage but I didn't have a last name so people just called me Nick, I don't want to lose my name but I also don't want them connecting me to an orphan in Gotham so I looked around the room and looked at some of the name tag thingies on various police officers.

There was a officer Charles, officer Jones, officer Jameson and a Mendez, with all these names to choose of and a split second to make a decision I decide to just spit out the first name that came to mind which was Nicholas Jameson but I ended up saying 'Nicholas James' and couldn't add the 'son' no matter how hard I tried so I just gave up as the moment was over. Though the constipated look on my face as I tried to add the 'son' added some credibility to my story as it looked like it was hard for me to remember my own name, also the name just felt right like anything else would be wrong and the more I thought about it the righter it felt.

They continued to ask me questions with more hope after I told them my name but I continued with my traumatised child story (I probably was traumatised as I got fed to a meat grinder but I guess that just translated to a bit of insanity instead of memory loss), eventually the social worker arrived and I was taken away by them in their car with reassurances like 'your all right now' and 'we're gonna make sure you get a good home' which was just fine with me.

From there a whole load of tedious processes started but at the end of it I got a stable and better life which I was happy with yet I could not stop the burning flame of vengeance that was ignited in my heart.

An eye for an eye, except my eye will come back and theirs won't...

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