Chapter 6

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Batman didn't know what to make of the petrified, careful boy that the team of protégés had discovered deep in the bowels of what could only be described as Hell on Earth.

When he had first heard the news that the target the Team was supposed to retrieve from the illegal lab was just a young, severely injured boy, he was immediately curious as to the reason the organization took a child kept him so long, and frankly it angered him that people could stoop to such merciless levels as to torture someone so young. Of course, being Batman, he had done additional research into the lab, trying to find out what exactly they did there and, more importantly, what they were trying to achieve with the misguided "research". Unfortunately, they didn't seem to keep much of their data digitally, so he wasn't able to find much about their motives or practices, but they did seem to have a few useful files that he was able to look at.

One of the useful files just so happened to be a file about the mysterious boy.

Hacking his way into the data, he had little trouble getting past the first few firewalls, however couldn't get further without the safe guard wiping the hard drive. Luckily, he was able to decode some basic information.

Project H-01

Name: Fenton, Daniel James

Gender: Male

Age acquired: 4 years

Species: Halfa

Acquired from: 

Fenton, Madeline (eliminated)

Fenton, Jackson (eliminated)

Fenton, Jasmine (location unknown)

Origin: Unknown

Notes: Human DNA type doesn't match Fenton DNA

Suddenly the file glitched before abruptly closing and a pop up error appeared on the screen.

"Shit." The Dark Knight muttered while his fingers flew over the keyboard as he frantically tried to override the safe guard that was set up to protect the information.

Fortunately, even though the virus deleted most of the information, he managed to save the small amount of data he could get. Leaning back with a sigh of mostly relief and a bit of frustration, he printed the file out and left the batcave.

He had a halfa to question.

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Have you ever felt the feeling of complete and utter helplessness? Ultimate vulnerability? The feeling of knowing that something bad could happen to you and you wouldn't be able to do a single thing about it? The eerie feeling of impending doom is a natural instinct instilled into the very wiring of human beings, or beings similar in intellect to humans. Call it a gut feeling, or the "lizard brain" if you will.

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