Barbra's P.O.V
Ok Babs you are alright breathe, in –out, in –out. My heart was beating at the speed of light and not going to let down anytime soon. His raspy, almost terribly horrifying voice rang in my ears over and over in my head mimicking me, teasing me. The voice was so familiar, to familiar, I knew I would never forget the wicked laugh or the creak in his steps and the sound of him callings us Bratgirl and Boy Blunder every time we spoiled his plan to kill all of Gotham.
Gotham was made deadly by this man, made children afraid of clowns, made Batman hate him. He is the reason Bruce is the way he is, dark and lonely, without us I don't know what his life would be. Dick has been scared of him since he started working for Batman just seven years ago. Well I guess you will always be scared of the man that on several occasions have almost beaten you from an inch of your life.
I turned around quickly, ready to look him in his wicked eyes as we have many times before, but not as Dick and Barbra always as Batgirl and Robin. Dick turned around before me, already to strike when the time was right. He showed no fear in his eyes his beautiful smile faded away quickly and was ready for anything knowing the Joker.
"Well at least the Bat has some manners to say hi back." His voice rang through the bus; striking fear into the hearts of all on, even the bus driver was paying more attention to the person talking in the back than the road. The bus swerved off the road for a second than was brought back on. It pushed my body against Dicks, it toke some of the pain and nervousness out of my stomach knowing that he was there and we were going to protect each other. He was the only person to make me feel better.
Dick's P.O.V
This day had been great, getting to get up early this morning seeing Barbra's beautiful face, but the Joker coming in to have fun with us, which ends the excitement for this wonderful day. I lean in closer to Barbra to comfort her. My shoulder lightly brushes against her making her move in closer. I am holding back my feeling, I am stronger than Barbra is right now, and trying to wipe her tears away fast enough so nobody sees, but I see her struggle to keep calm.
"It's alright . . . You're alright, now stop crying." I whispered in her ear.
"I'm not crying." She sounded irritated as she wiped the tears away. She scotched down in her chair pulling me down with her. "What are we going to do, we need a plan."
"I can contact Batman but I wouldn't want to trip Joker off." I muttered looking up over the brown bus set. Joker was still telling the frightened kids one of the many stories about how I almost got beaten from an inch of my life. He told it hoping to scare me or make me so upset that I would attack him, but I was smarter than that.
"We could contact the team?" she asked.
"No that wouldn't work because they would have to get off their buses."
"Right, um I don't know."
"It's alright." I told placing my hand on her shoulder. "We'll find a way out of this I promise." I couldn't let this mad man take her from me she is my best friend. I promise I will save her at all cost, even if it's my own life. I run my fingers through her soft red curls that had come out of her ponytail and placing them genially behind her ear. She smiled back at me rapping her arms around my neck.
"I hope your right."
Barbra's P.O.V
I need a break now, from Gotham. It would be great not to have to worry about the Joker or Two Face or anyone matter of fact and have a day to just hang out with Dick that would be a good day to me.
Flashback (A Week Ago)
I leaned over to the side table grabbing another Kleenex from the box for the billionth time today. I throw the cardboard box across the room hitting the door loudly. I had to miss going on patrol with Dick and Bruce today to stay at home and feel better, but if they really wanted me to feel better they would have let me go but no. I sat there in my room at the Wayne Mansion sniffling and sneezing all day; I swear I got a better workout coughing for three hours straight than I did playfully sparing with Dick.
"Miss Gordon are feeling better" Alfred asked stepping into my large green room( I got to paint it) with a tray full of orange juice and Sport Illustrated magazines (I hated girly magazines, I was a full tom boy). I nodded giving out a large gagged cough.
"So much." I told him sarcastically. Alfred sat the tray on the end of my bed and left closing the door behind him. I sat in my room sipping on the orange juice he brought me and watching all the X-men movies in order from release dates. The hours went by slowly waiting for Dick and Bruce to come back so I could get the dish on what happened tonight on patrol. I got all the way done with the second movie in the series and I stepped up slowly to grab the third movie from the living room.
I crept out of room down the hallway and slowly slide down the stairs. I didn't want to be caught by Alfred again because he told me to go back to my room and sleep the last time I came down to grab movies, so this time it is a stealth mission. I looked down every door for any sight of the balding butler anywhere but he was nowhere to be found. It wasn't that hard to grab the movies out the glass case Bruce had in the living room, the hard part was trying to find the movies. He had thousands, I swear every movie they have ever made, but luckily they were in alphabetic order, so it toke me about ten minutes to find it instead of an hour.
I grabbed the movie quickly and crept back up to my room where I had a surprise visitor. I walked in slowly closing the door silently behind me trying not to make much notice.
"BOO!" I jumped up turning around quickly punching the intruder straight in the nose. But before I could yell I noticed it wasn't an intruder it was a welcomed guest.
"O my god Dick don't ever do that again." I told him holding my hands over my chest, my heart still racing from the shock. "Please tell me you aren't bleeding." I asked grabbing his hands away from his face trying to see the damage that I had done. Blood was gushing out uncontrollably as I pulled him into the bathroom to get him cleaned up.
"Nice shot Babs" he said to me as I was holding Kleenex against his nose to soak up the blood and forcing his head to tilt forward to let the blood drain out.
"I gave you a bloody nose and all you can think about is how good I punched you, really Dick." I laughed at his cute smirk on his face.
"No I'm also thinking about how cute you look all sick and stuff." I rolled my eyes at him he is such a flirt.
"Well how was patrol tonight." I asked politely, patting his back as he was bent over the sink.
"Ah good I just you didn't really miss anything."
"Really that's good."
"Yeah, but I am so tired, I can't what for a day off, well that's if he finally lets me." He said rubbing his eyes.
"Ok boy wonder your nose has stopped bleeding." I told him pull the tissue out of his nostrils and throwing them in the garbage.
"How are you feeling? You look better" he asked popping up quickly.
"I'm fine . . . you know the whole coughing and sneezing thing is getting a little old right now . . . so I should be back on patrol by the end of the week Alfy said."
"That's great; I can't wait to have you back fighting with us and isn't that field trip next week."
"Yeah I am so glad that I won't miss it, it's so boring around here . . . there is nothing to do except watch movies and have Alfred yell at you to go back to bed."
"Well it can't be that bad . . . having a day off and just relaxing, I would kill to have a day off."
"Really, you can have my cold."
"No I would feel bad about taking it away from you." I rolled my eyes at him, he can have it all of it, the sneezing, coughing, and the occasional vomit.
"Ok than but don't complain that I didn't offer." We walked lightly back to my room which was very clean except for the garbage that had Kleenex flowing out of it like the sea level at tide. I looked down noticing that I was still holding the movies in my hand. "Hey do you want to finish this movie marathon with me?" I asked Dick.
"Sure that sounds like fun, what movie is it." He asked grabbing one of the movies out of my hands.
"Cool X-men, I love this movies." He said flipping over the movie reading the review on the back.
We slipped into me room silently before I could get caught by Alfred, being out of bed. Dick hoped down onto the couch that was set up right on the edge of the bed. He sat there silently waiting for me to pop in the movie. When I do I hop onto the coach next to him than I moved over to the other side of the couch.
"Now why did she go all psycho?" Dick asked as he watched the movie.
"I don't know, wouldn't you go all psycho if you were trapped in a water bubble for months."
"Maybe but you have to admit that we have gone through worst as Robin and Batgirl." He said poking me in the shin with his foot.
"Yeah do you remember when the Joker had placed the bomb in the Wayne industry warehouse and it blow up right as we got on are bikes-"
"And the blasts lifted use up in the air; I swear at that point I felt like I was actually flying." He said finishing my sentence.
"I know right, but the landing was not as fun as the ride."
"It wasn't that bad for me."
"Well ah Batman caught you." He rolled his eyes as I kicked him in the shin.
"No need for violence."
"Yeah and that's coming from the kid that FIGHTS scum bags for a living." He kicked me lightly back which turned into a full game of footsies. After a while we had stopped watching the movie and just talked about old times fighting with Batman and the stupid kids at school. We made promises with each other if we ever got in a fight at school that other one would be there to help beat the snot of the kid that dare mess with Dick and Babs.
We were almost done with X-men: First Class. I wake up and noticed that I was sleeping on top of Dick's chest; he was still wide awake watching the movie. Why didn't he move me? I wondered as I pulled my eyes up to look up at his beautiful blue eyes and raven black hair.
"How was your nap?" He asked noticing that I was awake.
"Fine" I said rubbing my head. He brushed his fingers through my bright red hair smiling down at me. I rapped my hands around the back of his head as I leaned in to give him a kiss. When my lips hit his I felt a spark run through my mouth and I loved.
"What was that for?" He asked
"Now you can have the day off too – you're welcome."
End of Flashback
Some girl in the right back corner of the bus shrieked as he slowly pulled off his ugly mask showing an even uglier wicked smile underneath. His painted white and dark eye shadow made his face eerie and after seeing the bright red bloody cut that was shaped as a smile reaching from one end of his lips to the other, certainly made my fear of clowns much worse. "That's ok I have a girl there that will help" he smiled wickedly chucking M'gann into the aisle of the bus.
"Meg" I muttered under my breath but I guess it was loud enough for Dick to ear because he lightly grabbed me shoulder comforting me down. Megan laid there pasted out in the aisle, all the fibers in my body told me to go and help her but my brain told me no so I sat there wide-eyed and scared for my friend's life.
Dick lend over to me grabbing my hand and telling me "Don't do anything stupid, M'gann's strong she can handle it." But my brain screamed No she can't she will die in the hands of this psychopath if this is the joker we know he will have no remorse for killing her in front of us, scaring us for life. The grey colored bracelet he had wrapped around wrist keep her there, keep her uncoustous while he did what he wanted with the people he really wanted to kill, Batgirl and Robin. I didn't know what he wanted with M'gann she was part of our team but she had nothing to do with your crime fighting in Gotham so he had no point of taking her.
"So which one of this brats are the Bats little babies . . . because I have been telling him for years how much I have wanted to crave one of his precious birds but today . . . I will have a feast." Those words made me cringe How did he possibly find us, Batman had are identities on high alert so how did the Joker get it? "Did you know that your girl over here hates fire, I mean really hates it, I always thought that fire was fun to play with" he said bending down next to her petting her hair sweetly. Now that was it I couldn't look anymore it scared me too much, it killed me to see her life in the hands of an evil man like him but I didn't have much of a chose right now. If I attack him he might kill me, Dick, the whole bus full of high-school students and M'gann too.
Dick seen me look away in anguish with tears running down my face which made him tear up too he placed his arm around me. She was one of our team mates, a friend, and is lifeline to sanity in this evil world we live in. She has seen and been through some of the worst thing that a normal human could not think of going through in their whole lifetime. After a horrifying stimulation that almost killed the whole team about a year ago, she became more connected to the team learning how precious life is and how it can be taken away so suddenly. And I was not going to let him hurt her.
"She also had this pretty neat tool with her." He ran one hand through his greasy green hair and the other one was used to hold up are teams communication device that we used to contact us. We usually used her psychic communication but whenever we run into Simon, we cannot use it afraid that we would set him off.
BEEP, BEEP O crap that is our communion system device. I look down at my jean pocket and a bright red light is going off in sync with the loud beeping coming from it too. Dick looked over at me his face worried and I had never seen him that way before, normally he was my stone and rock in situations like this, and he is the leader.
Each step he toke felt like a lifetime pasting before our eyes, but he still walked at the same slow pass as had been. Each creak was magnified in my head like a drum sound BOOM, BOOM. Boom his steps are going to be the last thing we hear before we die that is going to be a very sad way to go.
"Well these are the Bats young prodigies . . . I have to say I am quite disappointed." He said leaning over next to us holding out a long curved knife pointing it at us. I heard whispers coming from the bus some I could defiantly make out what they said. Wow Dick and Barbra who knew- That's why they always flirted at each other- That's cool I should be friends with them. I am still amazed on how people can act like this in the situation we are in.
"Now kids which bird, do you think I should carve firsts." He said pointing the knife at us. One girl raised her hand. I hope she knew that was a rhetorical question right. She sat in the back of bus with a group friends. I recognized her from about a week ago; she was part of the cheerleading squad and had asked Dick to hang out. But when Dick blow her off to hang out with me she flipped and cursed him and me off in the middle of class.
"Yes sweetheart, who do you chose." He asked politlaiy surprised that anyone even answered his question.
"I think the ugly Bat should go first." She said pointing at me. Joker walked back over to me. Now my heart was really beating, my stomach dropped down to my knees and I was shaking. Dick leaned over to my ear.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered with tears in his eyes. He quickly pulled the emergency door open pushing me out of the door onto the side of the highway.
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