Chains and Whips Excite Me

She sighed and sat down on the floor. "I guess we are stuck then." She hugged her knees to her chest.

Bruce grunted, trying to ram the door again, "You'd think if Superman can hear an alarm clock ring in Metropolis from Gotham he's be able to hear us." he mumbled out.

"Maybe it's because of the collars. He can't hear like he normally could." She said looking at the floor like hypnotised.

"For his sake I hope that right or I'm going to find my Kryptonite bullet and shoot him with it, repeatedly." He mumbled out, an empty threat.

She looked at him ontop of the stairs. "Do you think heat vision would work on the door?" She asked suddenly hopefull again.

"Lead." He stated, she'd get the idea.

She let her hopes go down and stared at the floor again. "Oh..."

Bruce felt bad for her. He walked towards her and crouched down, "It's not your fault, you know this." He placed a hand on her shoulder.

She glanced up at him. "I know.... Back then... I didn't have any friends he could hurt.... I'm worried..."

Bruce thought over for the moment, thinking, "Are you sure you're not willing to try to become a hero? It would... surely save you from psychopaths like him."

She looked at him wondering what brought that on. "A little too late for that. I met that psycho before I came here. What would me becoming a hero help?"

"Stops this from happening ever again." He stated, standing up again and looking at the door.

"How? He would just get me back." She asked confused.

"Nevermind." He stated, he wasn't going to sit here and convince her of the obvious. He needed to get help.

She looked at him. "What is it with you and Ollie trying to bring me to the narrow path?" She asked a bit amused.

"Maybe because we both give a damn about your well being." He stated without looking at her, calculating how much strength he would need to break through the door.

She smiled. "Well aren't you two sweet?" She looked at him. "You need help in bringing down that door?"

Bruce was still doing the math, "No." he cracked his knuckles rolling his shoulder, knocking on the door lightly finding its weakest point.

She leaned her head back against the wall and sighed. "I wish he would come back. That way I'd know he isn't hurting anyone right now." She said frustrated.

"Huge possibility when he comes back he'll attempt to sexually assault you, and I'm not going to let that happen." Bruce said, curling his fist into a ball and punching a dent into the door before he was viciously shocked by his collar. He collapsed onto the ground grabbing it, a few moments passed by before stopped shocking him.

She looked down. "I know, But I can take it." She said hugging herself. She looked up when Bruce was shocked. "Bruce!? YOu okay?" She asked runing to him.

Bruce huffed, grunting out out words, "Apparently... that's... considered a power..."

She helped him to sit on the stairs and sat next to him. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. It doesn't hurt much." She knew she was lying, but tried to make it sound convincing.

"I'm not stupid, I know it hurt." he grunted out, he knew what it was like to be sexually assaulted... though for him it was because he would not give a villain his seed so she could have his children. He shivered at the bit of things he remembered, the collar making him feel more off then usual.

She looked at Bruce. "I'll be fine." She said quietly, trying to smile.