I do not own any dc characters. Just Lucy.
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There is nothing but darkness in her heart. A lost soul struggling to fight against the madness that wants to take control of her mind. In front of her sat the one she loved bound to the chair a bloody mess, in torn worn out clothes. He lifts his head and the words "I hate you" is spoken to her. "I love you" she spoke with pain in her voice, "I've always loved you."
He glares at her and says "this is all your fault…"
"I'm so sorry." She pleaded
"You could have saved me."
"I tried."
"You're insane, you're just like him…"
"I am not!"
"You killed me…" were the last words spoken before the gun goes off and he sat there bleeding in front of her, lifeless. She dropped the smoking gun in her hand and panicked. "No... I..." She stuttered under the sound of a demented laugh coming from behind her. "You see I knew you had it in you! After all," said a thrilled voice. A white hand appeared on her shoulder turning her around and the other pulling her tattered hair to forcefully make her see the horrifying pale face of that psychopath. "You take after me" and he continues to laugh insanely as he turns her head to watch the boy bleed out. Slowly she begins to laugh with him. Until she was shaken awake.
The movement startles her and she immediately grabbed the knife under the pillow to slash the person as a reflex. He dodges back to avoid the blade while grabbing her wrist and twists it to force her to drop the weapon. "Woah Lucy. Calm down it's just me" he said placing a hand on her shoulder. She stared at his blue eyes for a moment before realizing who it was kneeling beside her.
"I'm sorry Dick. It was just a bad dream." She finally replied sitting up on the couch she was sleeping on. Her long wavy dark emerald-colored hair falls out of its loose bun, lightly tickling her back and shoulders as she swung her legs over the edge of the couch to sit upright.
"That some nightmare Lulu." He said with a worried look on his face. He must have just gotten home recently and hearing her screaming in her sleep he had completely forgotten to change out of his gear. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was 3 a.m. and that she had been sleeping for six hours.
"Did you just get home?" she asked picking up the knife she dropped and placing it on top of the pillow.
"Yeah and since when do you sleep with a knife under your pillow?"
"It's a habit. It's usually a gun but someone took that away from me." She answered dryly.
"Where did you go for that to become a habit?!" Ignoring his question, she stood up from where she was sitting and headed to the small kitchen in Dick's one bedroom apartment to get a glass of water. She took a cup from the sink and rinsed it before filling it up and guzzling it down.
"Lucy you disappeared shortly after you went to Arkham. You've been missing for almost three years. How did you escape? Where have you been?" He asked now standing with his arms crossed, face stern and demanding answers.
"I thought the agreement of me staying here was that you didn't ask questions. We've already had this conversation."
"That 'conversation' was you stating that you're staying and not answering any questions till later, threatening me if I told Bruce you were here, 'borrowing' some of my clothes then passing out on the couch. Can you at least tell me why you left?" He asked. From the corner of her eye, she could see the figure of that clown grinning at her, saying to her "go ahead. Tell him about our time spent bonding. Ooo better yet you can show him the home videos I made!"
Lucy gazes at the bottom of her glass as she answers "Dealing with my demons." which got him to stop talking for a moment. The actual truth was, she never left Gotham. She never escaped Arkham till after Joker had taken over the place two years later. "Do you realize you look just like Batman right now?" she placed the cup on the counter to mimic his stance and face. "Where have you been?" She repeated trying to lower the tone of her voice as deep as possible to at least lighten up the awkward tension in the room.
Dick loosened up a bit and she laughed lightheartedly. "I do not sound like that." He pouted.
"Oh god, I hope not." He gave Lucy a soft smile as she walked back to her spot on the couch but before she could sit down Dick pulled her into an embrace.
"Glad your back Lucy. I've missed you and I'm sorry." She stood there motionless because his embrace had caught her off guard. She berried her face in his chest. Despite the smell of sweat from patrolling the city, it was comforting but the hug was a little awkward.
"Umm...Dick?"
"Yeah"
"You need a shower." he pulled away embarrassed and headed to the bathroom saying "Right" on the way. Lucy chuckled lightly feeling reminiscent, but as soon as she heard the shower running. She changed out of the t-shirt and shorts Dick lent her and changed into tight black thick leather pants, a black corset top that had Kevlar padding embedded inside, and a black leather jacket. When Lucy finished tying her combat boots dick walked out the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. She could see how toned Dick has become over the years as well as a few scars from incidents he had been in from trying to protect the city. But my god those muscles! Dick was no longer just a pretty face.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"I'm tracking down a thief that stole tech from me a few months ago and I've been trying to track him down since." She answered looking away, "Please put on some clothes."
He smirked at her, "What? You don't like what you see?"
She stood up and grabbed the clothes he had lent her and playfully shoved them in his face. "Thanks for lending me these. I'll be back later." Walking towards the opened window sill, she stepped out onto the fire escape and enjoyed the cool breeze.
"Do you need help tracking the thief?" He asked after putting on a pair of basketball shorts. He sat on the sill looking up at her.
"No thanks." She said taking out a small device out from one of her pockets. A holographic map of Gotham appeared in front of her and within it showed a blinking red light. "I always place a tracker on my tech for a reason. It's one of a kind." She smiled at him but before climbing down the fire escape, Dick stopped her again. "You should let Bruce know you're alright and that you're in Blüdhaven."
"He'll find out soon enough," she said as she continued her descent. "And don't you dare tell him or else."
"or else what?" he asked playfully.
"I won't tell you anything!" she yelled from the bottom of the building. She hopped on a motorcycle she had stolen the night before and makes her way to Gotham. Back to her old abandon hideout, where she spent years taking apart old technology and designing gear. It was her home and sanctuary that held a ton of memories. It was where she met her best friend, Jason Todd.
It had been a long day of digging through trash trying to find any type of broken electronics with parts that were salvageable. Lucy had made her way to her little hideaway near Hapling Hills when a boy bumped into her, causing her to drop the VCR she was carrying. Seeing that he was being chased by police, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the alley; dropping a small smoke bomb behind them to distract the officers as they hid behind a bunch of stacked crates. She motioned the boy to follow her into the small opened window that was big enough for them to crawl through. He hesitated for a moment before following her into the basement, after he heard the officers looking around in their general area. Lucy locked the window behind him before jumping down from the shelf to stand up against the wall out of sight. They both waited there in silence until the officers left.
"Thanks," he said looking out the window. "Sorry about the VCR."
"Don't worry about it. It was already broken. You can hide here until you think its safe enough to leave." She said walking to the table where she kept all the little gadgets she makes as well as random parts. She placed her messenger bag on the table and dumped everything she had found.
"Why did you help me?" he asked leaning up against the table next to her with his arms crossed. She turned her head to actually take a good look at the boy. He was a few inches taller than her and appeared to be around her age. Which made him about 13 maybe 14 years old. The boy had dark black hair and blue eyes. She has seen him around the area before but never cared enough to get a good look at him.
"You had cops chasing after you when you bumped into me. I didn't want to risk them recognizing me. So I mainly helped you to help myself." she answered before she began taking apart an old video recorder. "My name is Lucy. I've seen you running around here before. You're pretty fast."
"Jason." He said looking around the room that he was in. It was clear that the girl lived here from the makeshift bed she had made in the corner. As well as empty plastic bottles and cans that littered the floor. He looked back at her studying her appearance. Lucy was slim and had short shoulder length black wavy hair, which framed her face perfectly. Her green eyes were focused on what she was doing. Not really minding that he was staring at her cute face. "Why are you avoiding the cops?"
"why are you?" she quickly answered.
"Touché" he replied. "I didn't realize that they were nearby when I stole from the convenience store. Your turn."
"My foster parents reported me missing a few weeks ago. They are adamant on making sure I go home."
"They must really care about you to pester the cops to look for you," he commented
"No, they don't. All they care about is the checks the state gives them. You can't get paid to take care of a kid that's not there." She said placing her screwdriver down and tossed the broken recorder into the metal trash bin at the end of the table not able to salvage anything from it. Lucy turned her gaze towards him with an idea in mind. "So, since you seem to be good at stealing. You can bring me electronics that aren't broken and in return, you can hide here. I can give you a cut of the parts I sell as well."
He thought about it for a moment not knowing for sure if it was a good idea to take her offer. Since it could benefit him in the long run, he agreed. "it's a deal."
Lucy stopped and parked the bike in the old alleyway before entering the basement, she wasn't surprised to see a familiar dark figure waiting for her. She thought she had disabled all the motion sensors, that were placed throughout her old home when she first returned here earlier that morning. It looks like she missed a hidden sensor on her bookshelf that now flashed a small red light in front of her. "I wondered how long you were waiting to see if I would show up. After all, you've been looking for me since the incident at Arkham Asylum." She sat down at her old desk and booted up her old computer. And just like Dick had asked her before, the man dressed in a black armored bat suit, towered over her.
"Where have you been?"
It has been WAY too long since I've written a story. Been busy with life and now I have the free time to write again. I'm so excited to see where this idea of mine goes and how everyone responds to it. Let me know what you guys think.
