Author's Note: Chapter 3 is up! I need to know if any of you want a relationship to develop. I've also spiced up the story a bit with a…nah! I won't reveal, you find out here.
I loaded up my purple tailcoat with exploding bonbons, plastic explosive clown heads, exploding cards and smokescreens, I pulled on my white gloves and set off.
The moon gleamed in the midnight blue sky. Bruce sat in his study, sipping mocha latte while reading "The Da Vinci Code", thinking about his meeting with Rachel that day.
Bruce's POV:
I bumped into Rachel today, she was dressed in a spaghetti tank that beared her midriff. "What are you doing in that little get-up? I questioned. " Oh, pilates, kick-boxing, yoga, gymnastics and track. Keep fit regime. " she answered with a smile. I raised my eyebrows? Hello? Rachel was one of the fittest people I know. Besides me. She walked away , a glint in her eyes.
Rachel's POV
Here I am in my little apartment, thinking about Bruce Wayne. Pathetic, I know. I bumped into him today while returning from training. Great! HE didn't suspect me!
Bruce's POV:
Just as I drained the contents of my mug, the Bat signal (Is that what it's called?) shone against the sky. I ran to the elevator that leads to the Batcave. I suited up, loaded up my utility belt and checked the crime computer. It showed a robbery at Gotham City Jewel Hall. I rushed there in my Batmobile. I had a pretty good idea who was behind it.
Rachel's POV:
I saw the Bat signal in the sky. I gave a grim smile and then walked swiftly to my room. I had something to do.
Batman's POV:
My suspicions were confirmed when I got there. I saw a man in a purple tailcoat stuffing jewels into a huge sack. When he was done, he left a little card on the table. The Joker. I tapped in on the back. He turned around and I was about to punch him but I saw that it was a decoy. " Looking for me? " sang a voice. I spun around to see
The Joker
He had jet black hair with streaks of green. His teeth was an acidic yellow. His face a pasty white. He sported a purple tailcoat and had chubby red lips. He threw a pellet at me that released a thick mass of purple fog that stung my eyes, I covered my eyes and was about to pass out when I saw something slim and black jump out of the shadows. It was a female person. She swiftly fought the joker off. Dodging his punches swiftly . She had the reflexes of a kickboxer, the flexibility of a good yogi, the speed of a runner and the stamina of a person who practiced pilates. Wasn't that all the activities she learned? No, it couldn't be. " Rachel?" he croaked incredulously. The Joker had fled with the jewels. The slim blacked figure leaned over me. I blacked out.
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