Chapter 74: Convergence
Batman's HUD flashed with multiple alerts as heat signatures throughout the facility began moving in coordination. His mesh surveillance network painted a tactical picture that gave him a sinking feeling—every hostile contact was converging on a single location.
Firefly's laboratory.
"Robin, change of mission parameters," Batman said into his comm while analyzing the movement patterns. "All hostiles are moving toward Firefly's position. I need you to handle survivor extraction while I defend the laboratory. I have one on my position with severe wounds, I will freeze him to buy time."
"Understood," came Robin's immediate reply. "I've got eyes on the two inmates from the service corridor. They're heading toward the emergency exit."
"Keep them moving. And Robin—maintain radio contact. Be safe."
Batman launched himself through the facility's corridors at maximum speed, the Aegis Protocol's enhanced mobility systems pushing him to his limits.
Behind him, his remaining surveillance drones reported the systematic destruction of his mesh network as the creatures moved through the facility. One by one, his cameras went dark, leaving expanding blind spots across his tactical display.
The pattern was obvious. The Architect was eliminating Batman's surveillance capabilities while herding his forces toward a single objective. Add that to his continuos consumption of arsenal, you get an obvious but excellant plan.
As Batman navigated a junction between the main corridor and a service passage, movement in his peripheral vision made him dive sideways. Bloody hands erupted from debris, reaching for his throat desperately.
The reanimated corpse of an inmate pulled itself from behind an overturned maintenance cart, its body bearing the same claw marks Batman had seen in the cafeteria.
"Another puppet," Batman muttered, throwing a batarang forward. The weapon severed the neural connection cleanly, and the corpse collapsed like a marionette with cut strings.
But more movement in the shadows ahead warned him this wasn't only enemy. Three more reanimated bodies shambled into view, their movements jerky but coordinated.
These had been guards, their uniforms shredded and stained with dried blood. One carried the remains of a riot baton, swinging it with mechanically despite the fact that his arm had been nearly severed at the elbow.
Batman didn't have time for extended combat. Every second of delay gave the converging hostiles more opportunity to reach Firefly's laboratory and overwhelm his automated defenses.
From his utility belt, he withdrew a cluster of thermite grenades—military-grade incendiary devices designed to burn through reinforced steel. The confined corridor would concentrate their effect dramatically.
"I am sorry," Batman said to the corpses in a low whisper and pulled the pins and hurled the devices at the approaching corpses.
The thermite ignited instantly, creating a wall of white-hot flame that reached temperatures exceeding 4000 degrees Fahrenheit. The reanimated bodies disappeared in the inferno, their flesh and bone reduced to ash within seconds. The intense heat warped the metal walls and ceiling, but it cleared Batman's path forward.
He vaulted through the dissipating flames, his armor's heat shielding protecting him from the residual temperature. Behind him, the corridor continued burning, creating an impassable barrier that would prevent anything from following his route.
Batman's comm crackled with Robin's voice: "Batman, I'm seeing massive movement throughout the facility. It looks like everything is heading your direction."
"Confirmed," Batman replied, checking his ammunition levels as he moved. "How are the inmates?"
"Safe for now. They've reached the emergency exit, but it's locked down tight. I'm working on the electronic systems, but it's going to take a few minutes."
"Work faster. Once I engage at the laboratory, I won't be able to provide support."
Batman reached the final approach to Firefly's makeshift laboratory, and immediately understood why every hostile in the facility was converging on this location. The Architect had turned the surrounding area into a war zone.
His automated defense turrets were engaged in continuous combat with waves of transformed creatures. The corridor leading to the laboratory had become a killing ground, with black ichor and mechanical parts scattered across bloody floors. Muzzle flashes strobed in the emergency lighting as the turrets' targeting systems tracked multiple contacts.
But the defenses were being overwhelmed by transformed dogs with barbed long tongues and reanimated corpses.
He drew his most powerful remaining weapons—shaped charges designed to penetrate reinforced concrete. If conventional tactics weren't working, it was time to change the battlefield itself.
Batman attached the charges to support pillars throughout the approach corridor, creating a trap that would bring down sections of the ceiling on command.
It was a desperate measure that would make the area impassable for both sides, but it might buy him the time he needed.
"Structural collapse in ten seconds," Batman announced into his comm, activating the timer on his demolition charges. "Robin, status report."
"Still working on the exit systems. These security protocols are more complex than—wait, I think I've got it."
The charges detonated, sending thousands of tons of reinforced concrete crashing down on the attacking creatures. The corridor filled with dust and debris as support beams twisted and buckled.
When the destruction finally settled, Batman found himself cut off from the rest of the facility by an impassable mountain of rubble.
Taking a few seconds to regulate his heartbeat, Batman reached the laboratory door to find Firefly still unconscious inside the sealed chamber, exactly where he'd left him. The gas he'd deployed earlier was maintaining its effect, keeping the serial killer in deep sedation.
Through the reinforced viewing window, Firefly appeared peaceful—almost innocent in sleep.
The irony wasn't lost on Batman. Here he was, defending the life of a man who had recently burned twenty-three people alive, while the Architect's creatures hunted down everyone else in the facility.
His comm system activated automatically as Robin's voice came through: "Batman, the inmates are clear. Emergency exit is open and they're heading for the perimeter fence. What's your status?"
"Laboratory secured," Batman replied, checking his remaining weapons inventory. "Defensive perimeter has taken heavy casualties, but it's holding for now."
"I'm detecting massive structural damage on your level. Are you—"
Robin's transmission was interrupted by the sound of dripping.
Batman looked up to see thick, acidic saliva falling from somewhere above his position. The droplets hissed and smoked where they struck the floor, eating through the reinforced concrete quickly.
His enhanced hearing picked up the sound of something large moving directly overhead. Whatever was up there had found a way around his collapsed barriers and was positioning itself for an attack from above.
"Robin," Batman said quietly into his comm, "whatever happens, stay away from this location. If the defensive perimeter falls—"
The ceiling above him exploded downward in a shower of metal bars and concrete chunks. Something massive crashed through the roof, landing with massive force that cracked the floor beneath its weight.
Batman had just enough time to see an elongated skull filled with rows of needle-sharp teeth before the creature's clawed foot struck him center mass, launching him across the laboratory corridor with tremendous force.
He slammed into the far wall hard enough to crack the reinforced concrete, the Aegis Protocol's armor absorbing most of the impact but still leaving him stunned and disoriented. Warning lights flashed across his HUD as systems began reporting sustained damage.
Through blurred vision, Batman watched as the creature straightened to its full, impossible height. Nine feet tall, covered in black chitinous armor, with five thick tentacles emerging from its elongated spine. The apex predator from the cafeteria had found him.
The creature tilted its eyeless head and released that bone-chilling roar Batman had heard echoing through the facility earlier.
Batman struggled to his feet, drawing specialized weapons from uis dwindling supply while his tactical systems analyzed this new threat.
Every sensor reading confirmed what he already knew—this thing was bigger, stronger, and more dangerous than anything else the Architect had created.
And it was standing between him and the person he'd sworn to protect in this nightmare facility.
The real battle was about to begin.
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