The Near Future
Rachael frowns at her reflection in the doors of the elevator. She rubs her hands over the wrinkles of the skirt of the business suit she’s wearing and then starts fiddling with the blonde wig on her head.
Rachael: I look ridiculous.
The Question stands beside Rachael looking up at the roof of the elevator.
Question: Keep looking ahead, we’re being watched.
Rachael sighs and does as she’s told as she loosens the designer watch on her wrist.
Rachael: you think I’d be used to this by now.
Question: Glad I still keep you on your toes.
Rachael: You can sure say that again.
Both Rachael and The Question fall into a silence as Rachael watches the numbers go up and up on the elevator.
Question: Interesting isn’t it?
Rachael: What is?
Question: When in an elevator suddenly the roof becomes the most interesting thing on the planet.
Rachael: That’s funny.
Question: I try.
Rachael: So why are we here again?
Question: Searching.
Rachael: For what?
Question: Will know it when we find it.
Rachael: Well that’s helpful. I almost wish I could go back to the days when I was being chased by my father and a psychopath wearing bandages.
Question: No you don’t.
Rachael: No, I don’t.
The elevator stops and Rachael puts on her best fake smile as the doors open. Since there’s no one around but she still knows cameras will be watching her Rachael speaks through her teeth at her faceless companion.
Rachael: Just so you know I really hate you sometimes.
Rachael walks out of the elevator as The Question stays behind watching her walk along.
Question: I remember Rachael Thorn; I trust I’ll never forget.
Now
Rachael: You liar! Your nothing but scum! I thought you were my friend! I hate you! I HATE YOU!
The Question is unable to speak as he watches Rachael Thorn run away as she begins to cry.
Billy: Was it something I said?
Question: Well that went worse than expected.
The Question goes after Rachael walking right though the closed door of Billy’s workshop in the process. He looks both ways until he sees her in the distance and he starts to run after her.
Question: Rachael!
Rachael doesn’t seem to hear or she doesn’t care as she continues to walk as it starts to rain in Gotham. The Question eventually manages to catch up to Rachael and walks along side her as she seemingly ignores him.
Question: Rachael please let me explain.
Rachael: Go away.
Question: It’s dangerous, you’ll catch cold.
Rachael: Oh yeah? What do you care? Your not even here.
Question: I am.
Rachael: How come then it’s only me that can see you then? Huh? Answer me that smart guy. For all I know I’ve totally flipped my lid.
Question: You haven’t.
Rachael: Well since your part of my delusion you would say that wouldn’t you?
Question: Am not a delusion.
Rachael: Oh I know why don’t I go with the mysterious man without a face! Man I’m such an idiot, first my father and now you.
Question: Nothing like your father.
Rachael turns and faces The Question staring at him with anger blazing in her eyes.
Rachael: You lied to me. Instead of answering my questions you just said stupid things to distract me. All along you kept this from me, you know I had been hurt and lied to before and you still did it.
Question: I….
Rachael: NO! No excuses. Why me? Am I just the biggest sap there is? Huh is that it? Do I have sucker tattooed on my forehead? What is it that made all this happen to me huh?!
Question: Fate.
Rachael breathes heavily as she notices the rain isn’t getting The Question wet at all while she stands soaking.
Rachael: What are you?
Question: It all began roughly 21 months ago….
21 Months Ago
The Question sits cross legged surrounded by candles dressed only in a pair of blue slacks. His mask, shirt, coat and other items rest on a table in the corner of the otherwise dark room. For a few moments The Question remains alone until a flash of light makes him open his eyes and he sees Dr. Fate floating above him.
Fate: You are ready Vic Sage.
Vic looks at Fate with hope in his eyes.
Vic: Am I cured?
Fate: No I’m afraid you are still very much going to die.
Vic: Glad I wasted my time sitting here for 3 days strait then.
Fate: You didn’t waste your time Vic Sage, your body is now ready for the spell.
Vic: What spell?
Fate: As I said before it is beyond my power to cure you but it is within my power to give you life beyond death. Take note Vic Sage that if you choose this path it may cause you only heartache and loneliness. Only those with the power such as myself and Zatanna will be aware of your presence. You will be nothing more than a ghost, unable to touch or feel or interact with the world.
Vic: Being around but not being able to make a difference may be worse than death.
Fate: Exactly however there is another possibility. If you can find one that possesses the sight…..
Vic: The sight?
Fate: One who can see and hear you and will be willing to help you in your quests. It may take you year or decades to find such a person Vic Sage so I advice you carry out research before your demise and make other arrangements.
Vic: Already working on a few ideas.
Fate: Excellent then perhaps this course of action is not needed?
Vic: No do it. I need to get my work done.
Fate: You understand that once your task is done you will not be able to cross over? It is either one or the other Vic Sage.
Vic: Will find something to do.
Fate: Very well then.
Vic: Will I be able to do anything other than talk to those with ‘the sight’?
Fate: You may be able to cast simple illusions that you are interacting with objects as to not alarm them at first. However that is all, you will be able to do little else.
Vic: Let’s do it then.
Fate: As you wish Vic Sage.
A green smoke surrounds Vic at Dr. Fate chants some words in Latin that his guess does not recognise. More than once Vic begins to regret his choice and wants to stop but he remains quiet until the smoke disappears.
Fate: May your afterlife be as eventful and fulfilling as your current form Vic Sage. Know you are always welcome at my tower.
Vic nods as Dr. Fate disappears leaving his guest alone.
Vic: Best start making preparations then.
Today
Rachael stands in disbelief as The Question finishes telling his story. By this point she has backed into a small doorway shielding her from the rain but she can’t help but hold herself against the growing cold of the skin.
Question: Must admit was surprised that you by chance where one with the sight. You possibly inherited it from your mother who perhaps was too…preoccupied to use her gift.
Rachael: Drunk, my mother was a drunk.
Question: Not her fault, nor yours.
Rachael: So only I can see you?
Question: Yes.
Rachael: Back in the coffee shop all those months ago, seeing you writing in a notebook and having coffee in front of you….
Question: All tricks of the mind. The money was left by an informant of mine who was supposed to be in and out before you could notice him. Made sure he got full details before my death.
Rachael: I think I’m going to be sick….
Question: Told you bad idea to stay out in rain.
Rachael: It’s not that it’s I’m talking to….Vic Sage the friendly ghost.
Question: At least you know my name.
Rachael: You still lied to me.
Question: I’m sorry. Truly am.
Rachael: So I’m what your link to this world? What if I don’t want to help? What if I tell you to leave me alone?
Question: That is your choice. For your help so far you are welcome to the money in my hideaway. Did some research on you before I died; you’re a good person and thought you would want to help people. Am happy to find someone else but there’s the death of a little girl that needs to be answered among other matters. Your going to need my help avoiding your father and his associates as well.
Rachael: I wouldn’t be in this situation with my dad if it wasn’t for you.
Question: Would have rather remained ignorant of the fact then?
Rachael:…..No.
Question: Then what are you angry about?
Rachael: That’s the question.
Question: Funny.
Rachael: I try.
Rachael leans her head against the door and closes her eyes as she sighs and looks at the Question.
Rachael: Alright if we’re going to do this no more lies understood?
Question: Understood.
Rachael: Also since no one else can see you your going to be coming with me a lot more agreed?
Question: Agreed.
Rachael: Oh and no more history lessons, I don’t want to turn into you. I doubt you want a female version of you wondering around.
Question: Never jump to conclusions.
Rachael raises her eyebrow and after a few silent moments extends her hand.
Question: I can’t shake that.
Rachael: It’s the gesture that counts.
The Question eventually extends his hand and indeed as expected it passes through Rachael’s.
Question: Sorry.
Rachael: It’s fine. We’ll just start over. Here’s to a bright future. So what next?
Question: Now we find whatever happened to Stephanie Brown.
Rachael nods as she begins to think of possible leads despite being soaking wet and it is in this moment that Vic Sage knows he made the right choice so many months ago at Fate Tower.
His name is Vic Sage, he’s been dead over a year and he’s just starting to learn to live.
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