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Her Wings? Your Wings? No, My Wings! III
🕑 Added 2022-05-30 15:33:07 +0000 UTC.................
Chapter 92: Her Wings? Your Wings? No, My Wings! III
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"Yahhhoo!!" That was followed directly by the distinct sound of something crashing a skull.
"Stop it! What if you kill him!" Much to Harley's annoyance, someone stopped her, the Flash.
"It's okay, just let her have her fun. They're just clones anyway... I'm sure she won't do the same if it's the real one." Ian did a little convincing that made more sense than it should.
Before the trio of Ian, Barry, and Harley were three people... Three of the same exact people though one had his skull opened. They were clones of their target, Multiplex.
Still, the Flash acted by himself and hurridly incapacitated the remaining two clones. His speed was truly marvelous, "Can you imagine just how many skulls I will be able to break per second with such speed?"
Harley gulped with apparent desire in her eyes, "He must be moving at like 100 skulls per second!!"
Her eyes suddenly lit up as she jumped into Ian's arms, her whispers were already reaching his ears showing her eagerness, "Boss, I'm also your girl, right? Please g..."
"No," Ian pushed her away and walked towards the warehouse before them. The Flash was already inside, befitting of his title, "Let's take care of business first."
He spoke as he extended both of his hands as if seeking to take hold of something, a staff, and a dagger.
"Soo cool!!"
The warehouse was filled with clones, almost like an army. Ian counted more than a hundred clones that the Flash was already fighting.
Ian had to hold his side of the bargain as he also joined the fight though he was much more conservative lest the crowd of clones overpowers him.
This was the first time Harley saw him in action. A lot of time passed since his fight with Deathstroke, and his training with Richard never stopped. He was still devouring knowledge and experience like a black hole, and she got to witness the exquisite result of his practice.
It was more like a dance as he sliced through the clones with his daggers, and stabbed right through the ones in his way. They were barely able to touch him before his attacks reach them, and what followed is death.
'I have to wonder though, why aren't they using guns?' Ian frowned and leaped backward in contemplation. The clones were sloppy with no fighting experience at all. Honestly, they were child's play to him.
"Flash!!!" Ian's yell attracted the flash's attention, noticing Ian's frown. He saw the latter having no trouble dealing with them at all, so he had to wonder where that came from.
"This is a trap... The other two must be elsewhe..." Just those first words were enough to alert the Flash of a possibility as anxiousness instantly emerged on his face.
"Just go. I'll take care of things here." Ian didn't need to repeat his words for the Flash to disappear, leaving him alone with Harley and a few dozen clones.
"Huh? What's happening?"
"Multiplex's teammates may just attack the S.T.A.R labs," Ian explained as he leaped back again, evading the mindless clones.
"Now, let the fun begin," A smile of anticipation arose on Ian's pale face as he sent his dagger back to his dimension, leaving only his staff, "Harley, keep distance from me."
"So many guinea pigs. You have such an amazing power that I wouldn't mind you working for me. Who knows, I may just find it in my heart to help you solve your problem."
He didn't wait to receive an answer as he pointed his staff at one of the clones. He unleashed his life force at full power, transferring it to the staff and triggering the first vessel.
"First Vessel- Red Kryptonite." A crimson beam was instantly released from the vessel as the latter was overwhelmed with a bright red light. The beam's target was the clone.
Strangely, it did absolutely no damage to it, it was as if nothing happened but Ian refused to blink in expectation.
Every other clone in the warehouse already stopped at Ian's words, seemingly stunned to react, and they just watched as that specific clone experienced a complete transformation, growing hair all over, becoming nothing but a ball of hair much to everyone's dismay.
"Boss, I suddenly like staffs and spears more than bats... Would you find it in your ki."
"No," His quick refusal left her pouting in disappointment though her eyes were still on the staff.
"Hmm, quite interesting." Ian was about to continue with his experimentation, but he heard a voice other than Harley near him.
"Who are you?" He turned his head to see one of the clones looking at him vigilantly, seeming more alive than the rest.
"Oh, you can take control of specific clones? Even better!" Happy was an understatement for Ian's mood. A guinea pig can't get much better than this.
Ian performed a small elegant bow, "It's pleasure to meet you. I'm Ian Rose, a crime lord in Gotham... The only crime lord in Gotham."
"What did you mean by solving my problem?" The clones made an audible gulp as he questioned.
"I mean exactly what you understand. For now, just wait." Ian then ignored him and approached the hairy clone. He touched the clones' hair and observed it for a bit, "Hmm very interesting."
He aimed his staff at it again and activated the first vessel though this time, the green Kryptonite instead of the red. The two were vastly different as the former acts more as a wave or a constantly expanding zone of radiation.
A glob of transparent energy was released from the staff and enveloped the Hairy clone. Ian constantly increased the input of his life force, raising the potency of the green radiation until he finally noticed a change, the hair was receding albeit slowly.
"Perfect!" Ian sent the staff away and stood up. His expression was bright as he walked up to the fully controlled clone and hugged the confused man like they were long-time friends, "You're gonna be a great genuine p... friend. I'm sure we'll have a great working relationship!"
"Huh?"
Multiplex became even more confused once he lost connection with another clone of his, and heard a loud bang. He turned his head to look at Harley who went on to deliver another blow to the clone's head.
"Boss... I think I'm starting to fall for you. Your vision is truly magnificent. You saw through my difficulties and brought me an infinite generator of skulls to crush." She was almost tearful, looking touched.
"Hmm? Oh, right... Of course, my vision is unparalleled." Ian nodded, leaving Multiplex confused with a few words, "I will contact you soon, and we'll discuss the conditions. Also, your friends have likely been caught by now."
"How... you... wait..." Multiplex felt like the truth of the universe was starting to dawn on him, "The messages... Could it be?"
Ian left with Harley nagging him with questions and wishes nonstop. She was simply acting like herself... Too much like herself. She was having too much fun though it's in her nature to make the most out of every situation.
Honestly, even Ian doesn't quite understand how Harley can be fit to replace Layla, but the latter seems to understand, and Ian can make a few assumptions based on what knows about Layla's life... She must've seen something he didn't.
If he had to answer, Ian would say that he trusts Layla more than anyone in this world. Even a cult leader would find it to be an impossible task to change the beliefs of his cult.
It's easier to convince God that he's not actually a god than it is to convince his believers otherwise... Yeah, this analogy makes perfect sense.
"What happened?" Ian asked as he reached the labs which were looking partially destroyed.
"They attacked the lab... The other two. Luckily, almost no one was hurt." Cisco was the one to explain, and Caitlin added, "The Flash came back just as they started their attack."
"Oh, and where is he? And why didn't the police investigate the incident?" The crime lord wondered.
"He's being taken care of by a personal doctor. He's been hurt badly. About the police, we have our ways." Dr. Harrison explained, his face looked a bit gloomy.
"I see. Tell him that I couldn't catch Multiplex. He wasn't there to begin with, he just sent his clones... I guess I didn't end up doing much? But did you know that actors that signed a contract will get paid regardless of whether they did any acting in the film?
If the director chooses to let them go after the contract because they found an alternative or something similar, they still have to pay them the full amount... Wonderful, isn't it? The power of contracts. Anyway, Tell him to contact me when he feels fine."
"Wahh, absolutely shameless. As expected of the Boss." Harley's loud words forced a sigh out of Ian, she just had to go and ruin the mood every time... It's kind of amusing though.
