Aye, so I haven't updated this story much, but hey? I was busy. I will be updating more often, hopefully. Anyways, let us begin.
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Song for this chapter: Bullet In My Hand by Redlight King.
The night lay over Gotham like a blanket. The night was so comfortable and suiting for this city. In the day, it wasn't the same. ain the day it was unrecognizable. I was wearing headphones,listening to Do I Wanna Know by Arctic Monkeys. I looked around. God knows where Thad had gone. But I didn't really care. My eyes scanned the area. Nothing. Booorrriiiinnngggg.
I sighed and stood up. It was nearly 2 am and I had seen nothing. I decided to head back home. There was a 99.99999999998% chance that Thad had gone back to my place. He's really a lazy ass bum. Why can't he get his own damn apartment?
I walked across the rooftops and was once again, Batman and his boy wonder. I don't get it. Why of all animals choose a bat and a robin? Then again, anything sounds ridiculous when you decide to go by some animal or something. You're probably thinking, "But your name is Cyanide!" Guess what? Cyanide sounds bad ass. So, yeah.
I tried to ignore them, turning my music up louder, to block out all sound. That's when the bitch wonder stopped me. I glared at him and took my headphones off.
"Um, can I pass, You're kind of doing a Gandalf thing. Not letting me by and all. I mean, all you have to say is you shall not pass," I informed him.
He glared.
"Are you deaf? It's not like I'm going to kill you."
More glaring.
"Do you get that glaring thing from Batman, or what?"
"Why do you keep going out and trying to 'save' this city and Batman are already doing that."
"Because putting A class criminals in an old asylum where they can escape and commit crimes again is not fixing it. You have to scare them. Not piss them off. So, basically logic. But then again, it's not very logical to save a city that can't be saved. Or legal, either. Now if you excuse me, I really want to go home now."
There was silence until the Batman (It's so much funnier to all him the Batman, isn't it?) said, "Robin, let her go."
Bitch wonder let go of my arm. I gared and said, "See you later, Bitch Wonder."
He would've hit me, I knew it. I could tell. But he didn't. Batman kept him on a short leash. I stuck my tongue out, glad he didn't attack me because I would have definitely lost. I walked away, waiting for impact any second. It never came. I climbed into an ally about an hour later, and that's when I got hit. By Bitch Wonder. I hit the ground and scrapped my elbow, and hit my head on the concrete. I tried to get back up but I go kicked in the stomach All the people I've killed and this is the worst karma can do? I curled into a ball, hugging my stomach. A few moments later I heard a familiar voice say, "Hey, Kirsti, you need to get up."
It was Thad. Why was he here? I unfurled from my ball of pain and stood up. My knee, head, and stomach hurt like a bitch. Robin was tied up and I grumbled, "Thanks Thad.."
I tried to walk forward, but it felt like a truck ramming into my intestines. In a split second I was on my couch. Sometimes, I really did appreciate having Thad around. I curled back into my ball. I glanced at Thad. He looked worried.
"Thad, I'm fine..."
"Okay..."
He walked away. I knew there was a pretty good chance my head was broken. And my lungs were probably shattered. But I decided to just endure the pain. I fell asleep to the movie The Hobbit: Battle Of the Five Armies. Which made me cry. Because that meant the series was over. But the entire time I knew that I most likely would have died if it weren't for Thad.
