We briefly touched on the topic of my recent misfortune with Internet haters. Under her very convincing persuasion, I revealed to her the truth about my plan for revenge.
She seemed to really like it, at least that's what it seemed to me. The girl laughed sincerely. Having emptied half the bottle, both drinks, she finally decided to talk about the grief that had befallen her.
"Well, can you imagine, for a year and a half I successfully led my mother by the nose, telling her stories about how I happily lived with a guy in order to stop her endless questions: when am I going to get married," the detective interrupted her story to take another sip, and continued. "And what happened at the end? She wants to see him! To see my boyfriend!"
"Who doesn't exist…"
"Where would he come from?! I'm sure my stories about our life together were convincing... And why doesn't she just listen to my nonsense further?"
"You should have understood that such a situation was bound to happen, sooner or later. A lie always leads to another lie or to failure…"
"You're just trying to hint that the bitter truth is always better than a sweet lie," the law enforcement officer shut me up. "In my case, it won't work. If my parents find out about my abnormal orientation, they'll just throw me out. I know my family, and I know what I'm talking about... This will be the inevitable response to my truth."
"And what do you intend to do?"
"I persuaded my mother not to come to Gotham, focusing on the fact that this city is too dangerous. After all, it still ranks first in the United States in crime. But she agreed on the condition that I send her a photo of my "fiance", and she would also like to chat with him online. This is a disaster!" she emptied another glass.
I must admit, Detective Montoya knows how to drink. Any other girl would have been knocked off her feet by that amount of alcohol long ago, but she is quite adequate. I am inclined to think that booze is her frequent partner.
She is a detective in the major crime department of the Gotham police department: the most dangerous and immoral city. I am sure that almost every day she has to witness unfavorable events and investigate the most brutal and bloody cases.
This would knock anyone off their feet, and in this context of the situation, her passion for drinking is quite justified.
"So, who are you going to persuade to participate in your stupid adventure?"
"Well done, you figured it out, eeek," she covered her mouth with her hand. "Sorry... I don't even know who to ask. I don't have many people I completely trust, and those who know that I'm more into girls, even fewer."
"Maybe you could ask Harvey Bullock? I'd like to see you guys as a couple," I grinned, pretending to be thoughtful.
"Oh, ugh! He's old and fat. Never and under no circumstances... Especially since he doesn't know my secret."
"In general, everything is clear. As of today, I am your friend, given our relationship, I would even say your best friend. And I am, perhaps, the only male who knows something about you that your mother shouldn't know. And you want to ask me to become an accomplice to this dubious, unseemly scam, right?" I finished the rough plan hastily formed in Renee's head.
"That's right. Alex, you are our only hope."
"Um, exactly, my name is Alex. I'm sure you told your mother a different name. But this can be solved by citing the fact that I am a famous person and did not want to draw unnecessary attention to myself, so you lied about my name. Also, this will eliminate the awkward moment of inevitable questions - why did not I communicate with my future mother-in-law earlier. Then again, we can say that I am a rising star and we just did not want her to have a heart attack from such happiness.…"
"Alex, you are the perfect candidate!' Montoya exclaimed joyfully. "Let's drink to this occasion."
"There is just a small nuance ... I don't like to lie," I shared my principle, destroying the girl's illusion.
"Em, what's wrong with you? Come on, Alex, please help me."
"Deceive an unfortunate woman? Why would I agree to such a cruel adventure?"
"I will owe you ... And I will be extremely grateful. Please, I have no other choice. For my sake, step over your principle," Renee begged in a quiet voice, her shoulders involuntarily beginning to tremble.
She looked so miserable, defenseless and helpless that I simply could not restrain myself, and getting up from the table, I went up to her and embraced her. "Okay, okay, I agree, God forbid you cry again."
"Tears were my last trump card," the girl said quietly, her voice shaking slightly.
"But first, let's just tell her about me, show her our joint photo, my books, songs. Let her study her daughter's boyfriend in absentia.
After all, now he is not just a phantom, but a real person. And about the online chat... Put it off until the last minute, and when there is nowhere to retreat, we will contact her and talk."
"Okay," said Renee, hugging me even tighter with happiness.
"In that case, we need a photo," smiling, I took my phone out of my pocket. "And now, time for a selfie, smile."
Not wanting to miss this opportunity, I devoted myself entirely to the art of photography. Here is a photo where we are simply looking into the camera. Here is one where I am kissing the charming detective on her rosy cheeks. And here we are sitting at the table and looking into each other's eyes. The waiter helped with the last photo. Well, now she had enough material to report to her mother.
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At the same time... Nanda Parbat... Headquarters of the secret organization League of Assassins.
In the center of the hall of the ancient Japanese mansion, a dark-haired man of about forty sat in the lotus position. His eyes were closed, and it was unknown what exactly he was thinking about at that moment.
His peaceful time was broken by the sound of footsteps. These steps were so quiet that an ordinary mortal would not be able to catch their barely perceptible waves, but this man managed to do it. Opening his eyes, he saw a beautiful brunette who leaned forward slightly in a respectful gesture, "I greet you, father."
"Talia, you have come.…"
"Yes, father. Shiva has returned, and as you ordered, she is already on her way here," the girl said, straightening up and looking straight into the eyes of the Demon's Head. Soon a woman dressed in a black leather coat entered the hall. She bowed as a sign of respect to the head of the secret organization League of Shadows Ra's al Ghul.
"Speak," the man said in a majestic tone. "I have returned from Gotham. Batman began to actively interfere with our surveillance of the subject. He caught all the members of the league sent on a mission and broke each of their legs. Now they are useless. We await your further instructions."
"So, the "Detective" took it upon himself to zealously protect his student? Were you able to learn anything new about him?"
"A little, but these things are not significant, with the exception of one. It seems that Alex Reath has a soft spot for the female sex. According to the information I have collected, he is dating at least three women, and everyone involved knows about it," Sandra Wu-San said.
'Heh, an interesting boy,' thought Talia. Lady Shiva's words aroused genuine curiosity in the Demon's daughter. "Father, I still don't understand why you are interested in this Alex Reath. Do you think he was the one who told Bruce about Damian? But even if so, it does not deserve such attention from our side."
"It is not about this information, but about his mutant abilities."
"Are we sure that he is a mutant?" the daughter asked again, still not completely convinced.
"Yes. According to Shiva, he has some kind of power, similar to a spatial pocket, allowing him to store objects inside. I once saw a user of spatial magic who could do something similar."
"But this is just the ability to store things," Talia did not calm down.
"No, this is much more. It would be a giant leap forward in achieving the plans of our organization, our secret trump card, a guiding beacon in a strong storm. This ... This is the solution," Ra's said with a bit of admiration. "Imagine how he personally carries an atomic bomb into the center of Manhattan, and no one can stop him. He can carry weapons to a meeting of the ancient clans, and destroy them all with one blow. And this is only a small part of the application of his powers. But you know what exactly makes me so happy? Magic can be blocked remotely, with the help of the right amulets. But the abilities of mutants cannot be blocked remotely."
"Father, so you want to use Alex's powers to destroy the Hand?"
"Lately, the Hand has been acting more and more brazenly. They are already openly confronting us. We have existed peacefully for many years, but soon our truce will end."
"They have become too conceited. Especially this Madame Gao: she has become too arrogant," Talia clenched her fist until the bones crunched. "They could have stayed in their Hell's Kitchen and kept quiet. Father, why don't we just get rid of them?"
"We can't go to war with them yet, not now. It would completely ruin all our plans. I can't allow that. Sigh." the head of the League sighed.
"But our battle is inevitable. And if we can win this war with minimal losses, then why not do it. Alex Reath is our key to such a victory."
"But Batman is protecting him from the shadows, and he will know if he suddenly disappears," Lady Shiva took the floor.
"We ourselves are the shadow, and the shadow cannot protect anyone from us. I will deal with the annoying "Detective" when the time comes. But for now, we must continue to monitor our valuable subject."
"Head, we can't continue sending ordinary members of the League to him. Batman will not leave this just like that," Sandra reminded.
"There is no need to send anyone else. Shiva, from now on you will handle this personally. Your mission is to keep an eye on Alex without arousing his suspicions and eluding the gaze of Gotham's Dark Guardian," Ra's voiced his will.
"Chief, this Alex is not so simple. At our last meeting, he was able to sense my presence, find out where I was hiding, and even find out my gender. Perhaps he has some kind of sensor power. I'm afraid I won't be able to hide from him," Lady Shiva voiced her concerns.
"It doesn't matter. If everything is as you say, then it doesn't matter who we send, he will find out about it. Therefore, it will be better if you take on this case, as the best assassin of my clan."
"I will fulfill the will of the Demon's Head," the woman bowed respectfully.
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Alex Reath, who was having a good time in a restaurant with Detective Montoya, suddenly felt a sharp chill run down his back. His gaze expressed bewilderment, but it was soon replaced by determination. He realized that the hunt for his head had begun
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Tell me one thing, is everyone on Wattpad an idiot?
I uploaded the story there and the messages I'm getting are like, bro the character development that Haru went through is so good.
WHO THE FK IS HARU?