Hola mi Amgias y Amigos!
Ok, I'm only writing this again because I was promised Lego Batman if I did. So onward shall we?
Don't own anything exceot a fly Gryffindor hoodie dawg!
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Yeah, I'm never trying to be gangsta again...
Before I could even process what happened she was on the ground and the bullet had grazed my armband, cutting it in half and making a cut right above where my recent scar was. Blood was heavily trickling down it. I looked over at what had made Harley fall. Traffic light colors greeted me.
"Hiya Mar'i!" Tim Drake beamed at me. I gave him a puzzled look.
"What are you even doing here Tim?" He got up from where he had crushed Harley and walked to me.
"Well, Ol' Batzy told me to keep an eye on Arkham today so I was all like 'I can do it! You can count on me Batman!' So
I figured, why not use the vents to check out everyones rooms without them having to be like "Crud, it's the gorgeous boy wonder!' so I was passing through this one when I kinda slipped and fell through, and I apparently just saved your life...So can the hero get a kiss from the damsel in distress?" I frowned at him.
"Not now Tim," I told him sternly. For a seventeen year old he could be very immature.
"So I can have one later then?" He asked hopefully. I rolled my eyes.
"Sure, whatever Tim." I looked down my arm, It was drenched in a sickening shade of crimson. "Can I go get my arm checked out?" He laughed.
"Yeah, let's go. I'm holding you to that kiss though Mar'i." I rolled my eyes at him and walked out. My gradfather accosted me with care.
"What the hell happened?" He asked.
"Get Harleen Quinzel a cell here. She's Harley Quinn." Bruce nods sharply.
"Do you need a doctor Mar'i? You're bleeding pretty heavily." Tim looked at my arm. It was worse than before. I felt lightheaded.
"Yeah...Let's get going" My head swam. I was losing too much blood. I stumbled walking, Wally caught me. Tim looked jealous.
"C'mon Mar'i. I got you." I gave him a pained smile and passed out.
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I awoke hours later on a couch with my arm wrapped in white gauge. I looked up to see Alfred's smiling face. I sat up and my arm ached.
"Alfred, hi...Um, why am I in Granpa's mansion?" I looked on my other side to see Tim Drake sleeping in a chair, his black hair messy and flopped in front of his face.
"You fainted because you lost some blood, miss. Master Bruce brought you here to help you out." He noticed my attetion was drawn to Tim. "He hasn't moved an inch, miss." I must have had a strange look on my face because Alfred chuckled and shook his head. "He is crushing on you miss Grayson. But, I'm sure you would like see to your friends now, yes?" I shook my head.
"Tell them to meet me back in Jump City. I've gotta find S.K." I got up from the couch and streched, my muscles loosening.
"Talk to you later, Al. Love ya oodles!" I hugged him. "Tell Granpa I said bye and I'll see him at the Christmas ball thingy he has every year okay?" Alfred nodded.
"I love you 'oodles' too Miss, and don't worry I'll give master Bruce your message." He walked me to the door and let me out.
"Miss Grayson?" He called. I looked back.
"Yeah?"
"Tell Master Dick I said hello, would you?" I nodded.
"Sure, thing Al. Later!" I waved goodbye and left the mansion. I stopped and remembered something.
I can't fly.
I tried to search my mind for one good memory. I thought of when I found my mom last year and my feet hovered off the ground. I went through my entire adventure last year and after finding the best ones I flew home at a very slow speed.
Hours later, and tired I spiraled downward into the woods near my house. I fell into thorn bushes, slicing my forearm open. Thank God it wasn't a bad cut.
I got up and dusted myself off, searching for the best way home. I headed due north hoping I was going the right direction, plucking thorns out of my skin along the way when--
I was slammed up against an oak tree, an icy hand wrapped around my throat. I look up into a pair of light red eyes.
"S.K?" I choked out, he pulled my body away from the tree and slammed me back into it. A hiss came up out of his thoat, exposing fangs.
Wait a minute...
You could almost hear the click in my head as I put the clues together. Red eyes, invunabilatry, super-strength, the icy skin, and most importantly, the fangs.
S.K was a vampire.
His moved his head to my throat and stopped. He sniffed me and looked up.
"Mar'i? Fuck-nuggets...this was supposed to be my day off." He stood straight up and released his strangle-hold on my neck. "What the hell are you doing out here anyway Junior?" The name he used threw me off.
"Junior? What the hell? Now I have another nickname? Elana wasn't good enough for you?!" He laughed, the melody echoing off the forest trees. It wasn't his normal evil laugh, it was a laugh of humor.
"Nah, I just decieded this nickname about three seconds ago. You're like a little bite-sized female Robin, so your nickname from now on is Junior." I frowned at him.
"Oh yeah? Well...well...um..." I didn't know a good nickname for him besides pain in the ass. "You're a vampire!" Yes, I know it was a sucky comeback. He grinned flashing all his teeth, fangs included.
"Yes I am!" He chuckled. "And you were about to become my dinner. If I didn't know your scent you'd be lying here dead right now." That made me shiver slightly.
"Then why didn't you go through with killing me? Why did you stop?" I felt my neck to make sure he didn't damage anything.
"I told you, it's my day off. I'm not gonna kill you when I don't have too. Besides, your much more fun to try to kill when I actually realize it's you and not some unlucky hiker."
That threw me off guard. I decided to change tactics on how to handle this situation. I was just going to lunge at him and see what happened, but he wasn't doing any attacking today, well, at least not attacking me. And I still had that nagging feeling that I shouldn't hurt him. So...
"So if you're not going to kill me-"
"Today," he ameneded. I smiled.
"Right, today. Can you lead me back to my house?" He mock bowed and held out his hand.
"Of course M'lady, right this way..." He lead me in the oppisited direction I was going. We didn't talk for many minutes.
"So..S.K...Who's Elana?" He looked over, his face now angered.
"No one of consequence. At least not anymore." He looked up at the sky, I looked up too. Was it really nightime? Wow, I hadn't noticed.
"Okay, um..." I reached into my pocket and pulled out the picture of the silver-haired peasant and gave it to him. "Who's this?" He looked even more angered by it than the last question I asked him. He tore it to shreds within seconds. Paper rained on the ground.
"You know the answer to that one." He stated sinmply and walked faster I had to sprint to keep up.
"No, I don't and honestly you're really annoying me right now with all your stoic nonsense and your short temper." He looked over at me.
"How do you think you're friends feel?" Ouch. He just burned me. I looked at the ground, ashamed.
"I have a reason for being the way I am okay? You probably never lost a thing in your life! You probably never had something ripped away form you when you needed it most...you..never...never..." I broke down crying. I've never felt so vunerable before in my life. I needed Brendon more than I thought possible and he was taken away from me.
"Oh, SHUT UP!" S.K yelled at me. I looked up at him through tearstained eyes. "Don't talk about things you don't know Junior, because I've lost more things than you ever had okay?! So stop being so pathetic and actually get on with your life! I've been through the exact same thing as you have and look at how I turned out!" I looked up horrified at the thought of turning out to be like S.K "Okay, maybe that wasn't the best way of putting it..." He laughed at himself. "But seriously, just move on. You're what? Ten? Twelve?"
"Fifteen." I told him.
"Really?! You?! HAHAHHAHAHAHA!" He laughed. "I thought because of you're size you were just an overly smart twelv year old! Wow! Fifteen? Are you sure that's not your height in inches?" I glared at him.
"Be serious, please." I scolded him.
"Seriosuly, I'm being completely serious." His piano voice melting quickly into laughs " You need to go and buy a pair of stilts little one."
"Okay enough jokes on my part." I glared daggers at him.
"I can't help it! You're just so unintentionally funny!" He fell on the ground next to me holding his sides from laughing so hard.
"Do you have a multiple personality disorder?" I asked him. His laughter stopped immeditetly and he looked at me seriously.
"Hm...Probably. I wouldn't put it past me." He paused. "What were we talking about again?"
"You were scolding me for mourning over my dead boyfriend, whom you killed." I glared at him again. He nodded.
"Right, right, right...Ah, Yes! Okay... I've lost someone even more dear to me than your precious Brendon. I lost somebody who didn't deserve an idiot like me to begin with. She deserved, much, much more. And When I tried to give her everything she was sentenced to death. And it was all my fault. So don't even start with tears. You don't deserve to have them."
I stared at S.K dumbfolded and once again found pieces to the never ending puzzle.
S.K lost soembody he loved, he ripped up a picture of a girl, he called me Elana...
"Elana was the woman in the picture wasn't she? She was the one who was murdered..." My eyes widened as the pieces fell into place.
"S.K...you must be at least a thousand years old!" He nodded.
"Yeah, I don't really keep track..." He shrugged his shoulders and we continued walking.
"So...Elana was your girlfriend?" I asked.
"No. She was my wife." He once again threw me off track.
"So, you two were peasants?" My mind was running around in circles trying to piece together what I knew from History class and what S.K was telling me.
"No. She was a peasant. I was a prince, first in line for the throne." I was in shock. He gave a grim smile and continued.
"I hated my parents more than you could possibly imagine. My parents where going to make me get married to an ugly-ass woman for an alliance. I was sixteen and rebelious at the time, so I fled into the woods, hiding myself for days. I was found by two enemys of my father a week later and taken back to their dungeons. I was brutally beaten and tourtured before they put me on the racks and stretch my body until I would be ripped in half." I winced at his casual use of the words.
"Elana was to be put to death before me, having said to have used unholy magic. But just as she was being tied to the stocks she broke free and sucked the blood of the exacutioner, before turning on me. She had only bit me, to turn me into one of her kind. and when I had woken, three days later, I had realized what I had become and hated myself. But Elana helped me get used to her lifestyle, the one that soon became my own. And I had fallen in love with her quickly. About a month after my changing we had eloped and amazingly she was pregnant."
"But, vampires-" He cut me off.
"Only in stories, Us real life ones are much simalar to people than a fantasy. Now, where was I...Ah, I remember! I was hunting a couple of weeks later with Elana when men of my father's guard had found me...and Elana. My father was so angered by our marriage that He burned Elana at the stake. I was in such a fury I had killed both my parents by nightfall and wandered off on my own." He looked over at me. "Understand why you have better luck than me now?"
"I'm sorry to hear that happened to you." He shrugged his shoulders.
"It's been a while. I can deal with the pain. Here's your house by the way. I looked over my shoulder. My house was there as he had said.
"Go, I'm hungry. I'm sure you are too." He told me.
"So...Are we friends?" I asked puzzled. He laughed.
"Only on my days off...Maybe on school days, I dunno depends on how much I wanna annoy you." He gave me one last smile and dispearred into the night. I walked into my house and was instanly screamed at. I let them yell at me, I deserved it. That night when I went to bed I dreamed of the middle ages instead of my dreams of Brendon. They weren't really good dreams, a lot of killing and flames accompinaed it, but at least I didn't wake up crying for once, that was a start.
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S.K's POV
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT!
Why'd the fuck I had to go and tell the runt everything?! I mean seriously, I'm supposed to kill her, not comfort her...
Was I comforting her? EWWWWWWW!! God, I sicken myself!
But am I friends with her? Hm...I guess friends comfort eachother...right? I wouldn't know...I never had any friends besides Elana...And she was my wife so that doesn't really count. I know one thing for sure though, I can't kill the little twelve year old. She's too funny. If anything I gotta keep her around just to mess with her. I sighed. I knew what I had to do.
"JOKKKKKKKEEERRRRRR!!" I sung as I walked into an abandoned fun-house...This dude seriously needs to find a less obvious location. I mean an idiot can figure out where he's hiding...I chuckled to myself. That means Junior's an idiot! HA!
"What are you laughing at Soren?" The Joker asks from behind me. I knew he was there trying to scare me. His stench is disgusting.
I turned to face him, "Inside joke. You wouldn't get it." Joker rolled his eyes.
"I'm sure I wouldn't...Now, what do you want?" He raised his eyebrow curiously at me.
"I want out. I'm not doing this anymore. I'm bored with it." I yawned for his benifit. He looked appalled.
"Excuse me?!" He shouted.
"I'm done, I don't feel like killing the Graysons. You're too redundant with plans on how to kill them too. I'll come back maybe when you have a proper plot." I walked out the door with out listening to what The Joker had to say next. A few henchman came after me within seconds. I killed them in even less time.
Grand...Now I'm on the Joker's hitlist...
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Mar'i's POV
I awoke the next morning without a tear on my pillow. I smiled to myself. S.K was right. I needed to start moving on. My life wasn't nearly as bad as his by far, so I should be able to suck up my grief. I mean it'll always be there, I just needed to get past it.
I went through my daily routines and did something I hadn't done in a while. I slid down the railing to get downstairs. Titan tackled me and I wrestled with him, laughing happily. My dad looked over from his paper.
"Mar'i? Are you...laughing?!" He looked shocked. I nodded. He gave a small smile.
"Well, that's great. It's nice to see you happy again. Did your mom and my yelling scare you into happiness last night?"
I smiled and shook my head. "No, I just decided to start moving on with life, ya know? I'll always have grief for Brendon's death.." My smile quickly turned into a frown. "But, I can't change the past. I gotta start moving forward." He smiled and nodded.
"Good for you kid. Come on, I'll take you to school." He grabbed his keys and off we went.
I walked to my locker happily, though my arm still hurt a bit from the gunshot wound.
"Good morning Terrance!" I turned an smiled, brightly. He smiled back.
"Hey Mar'i! How have you been doing? You weren't in school for a couple of days and I was concerned."
"I'm fine now. I have priorites and friends. I can't spend my whole life grieving." I unlocked my locker and grabbed my books. "See ya later!" And I went to homeroom. I sat down and S.K was suddenly behind me.
"Hey Junior." He smiled. I smiled back.
"How's it going Killstreth?" He looked puzzled as to how I knew his last name. "I read your Arkham files the other day." He nodded. "What's your first name?" I asked. He stuck out his hand in mock proper greeting.
"My name is Crown Prince Soren Killstreth III. And you are madame?" He chuckled. I shook his hand.
"I am Crown Princess Mar'iand'r Grayson of Tamaran. It's a pleasure to meet you." We both started cracking up at our fake formalities.
"Your name is funny, " He told me when our laughter died to chuckles. "It's spelled so...weirdly."
"You want to talk about weird names try Soren. You can't get much weirder than that." We laughed again. That's mainly how we went about our day considering we had each class together. We were walking to biology, our last class, when somebody tapped me on the shoulder. S.K turned around first and, acting on instinct, punch the person in the face. I looked to see who he punched.
"TIM?!"
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Well That's all for now, HERE I COME LEGO BATMAN!! : D
Love Ya,
SuperJGirl5