A/N: Oneshot with Daddy Bats. Please review!
Jester's POV
"You left before you were completely healed."
I turned and frowned at the Bat. I was used to being snuck up on by the rest of the Bat family, but he had never said more than four or five words to me. I shrugged nonchalantly. "Red said until I could walk. Besides, it's too sane and non-violent in there."
"Jester, you can't let this go on. He could kill you."
"He won't as long as I'm strong enough to fight back."
"Are you willing to risk your life on that chance?"
I laughed. He seemed satisfied with that answer.
"You have to go to the authorities."
"So they can lock me up in an orphanage? Send me to school and give me a sad excuse for a life?" I shook my head. "I may be crazy, but not enough to put my brain in a jar like any average person."
The Bat watched me. I swung my legs over the side of the roof, clasping my hands in front of me. "Just wait, Bats; soon enough, this world won't have enough room for average people. Insanity will become conventional, and average will retreat to a radical ideal."
"That's not how the world functions, Jester."
I watched the city below. "Get your head out of the history books; look around. Humanity is going in one direction: towards lunacy-"
"I'm not here to debate."
I glared at him. "Then what do you want?"
"You're right about not being average, but there is another option."
I shook my head, chuckling. "You really want me in your boy scout troop, don't you?"
"Not particularly, but with the team. Young Justice could find a place for someone like you."
"I'd have more luck in your ranks."
"Needless to say…"
I stood, turning to him. "You don't get it. None of you get it. I don't want to be domesticated and used for my abilities. I'm not a cop, I'm not a vigilante: I'm not even a hero! So just leave me alone!"
He stood still for a few moments. "I know your felonies, Jester; I could handcuff you right now and drop you off at the police station."
"But you won't, because I'm just another criminal." Police sirens echoed from across the city; I smirked at him. "And you've got bigger fish to fry."
"No. I won't, because you're lost. If I give you to the authorities, you'll only fight them. I will find out what reaches you, Jester, so I'll let you go now." Suddenly, he seemed to be ten feet tall. "But next time, you will face the consequences."
With that, he vanished.