Chapter 13
Nightwing flipped back onto the broken machine, and flicked her bo staff to a longer length. Nightwing twirled it as she flipped back into the Jokerz, and cleared a circle around herself with a powerful swing.
She held the bo staff ready, and she could feel two coming up behind her. She turned around with a kick and then jabed at another with her elbow. The waves kept on coming, but Nightwing kept on fighting. She was a blur, a fighting machine. A thought made Nightwing freeze, was that what she really was?
Suddenly, the bo staff was yanked from her hand, and her mind was jolted back to realality. The Jokerz didn't have guns now, that had chains, whips, swords, and saws.
Nightwing was forced into a lock, and onto her knees, untill gathering her strength and pushing upward and back for a flip. She landed on a Jokerz' neck, she hooked her legs around his neck. Then she threw her weight backward, trying to do some sort of back bend, but just as the Joker was falling to the ground, she realeased her grip and flipped backwards.
Others came at her, and she threw her bolo at four or five, and sucseeded in making them be tied down, and then suddenly, all the Jokerz stopped. Nightwing whirled around in defence and saw two identical clown girls, a spliced freak, a Joker, and another Joker.
She remained in a fighting postition, and the two girl Jokers stepped forward.
"Who are you suposed to be,"
"Batgirl?" The other one finished for her twin, and Nightwing remained silent.
"Oh you're no fun."
"Batman is more fun."
"He talks to us," The Dee Dees unleashed whips, and Nightwing glared at them.
Dee Dee, Dee Dee, Wolf, Chuckles, pumpkin guy, were obviously leaders, and the Dee Dee's did a round house kick, and Nightwing blocked, before punching her knee upward and then all was chaos again. Nightwing was struggling through the surges, and finally, they seemed to be thinning out already.
After Nightwing hit the spliced wolf that bit her, and threw him across the room, the Jokerz all fled. Scattered around her were unconscious Jokerz, and she leaned backwards against a machine. She started regain her breath when a shadow flashed through the window and crashed through the glass.
"You again?" Terry snarled, and Nightwing smiled slightly.
"You missed the party."
"That suit doesn't belong to you," Terry snarled and Nightwing frowned.
"So I don't deserve it? Dude- I just took out this many Jokerz." Nightwing motioned around the room, and Terry folded his arms. Joe inwardly couldn't help but look over Terry in his suit. He looked sexy that was for sure.
"You might be able to do it physically, but once the media gets ahold of your exsistance, you will be hunted down by the real, original Nightwing. And trust me, he will not be happy."
"Then he'll just have to deal with it... Terry."
Terry hesitated, and flinched inwardly, but Nightwing knew that there was a comunicator inside his cowl.
"Look- if we're done here, get your cop friends to clean up these people, I gotta go- some people have curfew you know." Nightwing pressed a button and started to walk out the door when a hand clamped on her bad shoulder.
"We aren't finished Nightwing."
"Well I am, besides, you don't have time for rookies," Nightwing tried to walk, and was turned around, and his hand tried to tear at her mask.
"No." Nightwing said sternly and pushed his hand away.
"Then why don't you meet my boss? He wants to meet you," Terry's voice was deeper she realized, and Nightwing shrugged.
"I have my own supervisor. Besides, I'm not to eager to see some guy who was the orginial Batman. Let alone work with him, so I'm going on my way," Nightwing waited for the bike to crash through the door, and in seconds it swerved to a stop next to her.
"Ta ta for now Bats." Nightwing revved the engine and drove it out, leaving Terry angry and in the dust. But she didn't notice the tracker he planted on the motorcycle either.
...
"Ow!" Joe shouted in pain as Helena stitched up the wound on Joe's shoulder.
"I can't believe Terin's gone."
"Who is Terin?" Helena asked in puzzlement, and Joe twisted around to look at her.
"You're kidding me right? Terin- the Hispanic girl that I always hang out with? Unless she removed everyone's memories of her..." Joe trailed off and stared at the ground with her mid whirling. She simply couldn't grapple this information, Terin's leaving, who she supposedly was, and such.
When Helena finished stitching, Joe went to go take a shower and Helena went to bed.
Joe needed an extra long shower, and listening to her music made her go for twenty minutes when it suddenly shut off. Joe opened her eyes in suprise and turned off the water. She peaked around the curtain, to see pointy ears and a cowl.
"Get dressed, now." He ordered.
"Jesus Christ!" She yelled in surprise and fell backwards. Joe wrapped a towel around herself and dried herself off before grabbing her pajamas and walking to her room to meet the Batman.
"What business do you have waltzing in here and telling me what to do in my own home?"
"It's not your home, and this is not your suit," Terry snarled, and held up the torso of the Nightwing costume.
"Yes it is! It's my father's."
"See the thing is," Terry smirked, "I checked with your father, and he had no idea what you were doing. He should be coming over in a couple minutes."
"You're such a dreg," Joe snarled, and clenched her fists in anger.
"And you don't know what you're getting yourself into."
"Yes she does McGinnis. But give yourself some credit, you pissed her off enough for her to put on that suit." Helena said in the doorway, and Terry turned to her.
"I never told you what happened!" Joe exclaimed, and Helena's expression became serious, "A lot of people are watching you. McGinnis, Wayne, your father, me, and just about everybody who knows who your father is."
Joe's eyes flared and she said, "So you've been keeping tabs on me? Both of you?"
Suddenly the doorway burst open and Dick marched through looking furious.
"Jo-Ann Elizabeth Grayson- what were you thinking!"
"I was thinking that I'm tiered of being lied to! Why didn't you tell me who my mother was, and what she was!"
"That has nothing to do with-,"
"It has everything to do with this!" Joe shouted, and an argument started to break out.
But from the outside, from a distant building looking at the sqabbling family, Slade chuckled. His mask was back on, and he watched as the little blue bird got on her motorcycle in fury and started to speed away in anger from the people with the only chance of protecting her.
Everything was going as planned.
Sorry for the slow update, school is a pain... the last ten days are supposed to be relaxed, but no... we have incredibly hard tests to ruin our grades! but anywho, hope you all like this chapter, R&R, and vale!