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- Rewritten from the codex of olde
- Book I:
- Hark ser Pavel, and good day,
- My Christian name is CIA.
- We journeyed to the meeting zone,
- But the doctor was not alone.
- I fear doctor this party ends,
- Our deal did not include your friends.
- Nay agent, you are incorrect.
- These men do not my life protect.
- Worry not, ser CIA.
- For these men you need not pay.
- Good ser, I plainly fail to see,
- What use these men would be to me.
- Well agent, these hooded knaves,
- Nearly put us in our graves.
- They laid in wait to spring their trap,
- Ser Pavel they aimed to kidnap.
- The rogue who set them on their task,
- Was the man who wears the mask.
- Surely you do not mean Bane?
- Alright, embark upon our plane.
- Our Lords in Langley I'll notify,
- That with the doctor we now fly.
- Hark now, knaves, and listen well,
- For you may soon end up in Hell.
- The first of you to knowledge share,
- Will stay with us safe in the air.
- Tell me man, and tell me true,
- The name of he who hired you,
- To take the Doctor from his home,
- And carry him to place unknown.
- ...Will you not speak? The you shall die,
- "Not good" 's how I'd describe you fly.
- The next among you I shall ask:
- Bane! Why does he wear the mask?
- Your silence is both strange and bold,
- For one who fights for naught but gold.
- Perhaps the man does simply wonder,
- Why, before you'd throw him yonder,
- You would shoot him in the head,
- And cast him out when he is dead.
- Finally a man here who can speak,
- You may be the one I seek.
- Tell me this: what is your name?
- Lest you suffer a fate the same.
- It matters not, dear CIA.
- It did not matter until the day,
- I set my mind upon my task,
- And donned my distinctive mask.
- If I removed, with my fair hand,
- the mask that has become your brand,
- Would forth the maw of death creep,
- and bring about eternal sleep?
- An action such as that would be
- painful to an extreme degree.
- But the pain that would ensue,
- could surely be endured by you,
- For after all, I clearly see,
- A man of grander build than me.
- Book II:
- It seems you have mistaken it,
- it won't be I that bites the bit!
- Painful times are sure ahead
- but not for me - for you, instead.
- Surely Bane you had not planned,
- To end up captive in my hand?
- Of course dear man, now here I am.
- I shall unveil my master plan.
- The Doctor's aid we had sought,
- But in with you he threw his lot.
- With my own eyes I had to see,
- What knowledge he had shared with ye.
- Nothing, I have not told them a word,
- To think otherwise would be absurd.
- Ser Bane it seems you are now here,
- Pray, dear ser, lend me your ear,
- And allow me, if it pleases you,
- to ask what you intend to do.
- So tell me, if you even can,
- what's the next step in your master plan?
- My plan, you see, is quite insane
- For I intend to crash this plane
- To send it falling from the sky
- So all aboard will surely die!
- NAY! You cannot do this Bane!
- For I am the lord of this plane!
- Hold up, brother - you stay here,
- We cannot all just disappear
- One of us must stay in the plane,
- But your death shall not be in vain.
- Tell me, brother, if it pleases you,
- Of the ravaging fire that we pursue.
- Is it small and calm and unexcited,
- Or is kindled, warm and ignited?
- The mighty flame for which you die,
- Is burning hot and rising high.
- Pray doctor, 'tis not the time for fear!
- Such time has yet to draw near.
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