Chapter 8: Party Invitations

Cory threw Dick onto the couch with a hungry crave in her dark eyes. His tie had been tugged loose around his shirt collar, his face stunned by the want that showed clear as day on her eager face. Cory kneeled over him, each leg on either side of his waist, kissing him aggressively as she unbuttoned his dark blue Polo shirt. Dick's arms came around her, his lips brushing down the arch of her neck and bare shoulders. She giggled as he rolled her beneath him. A smirk crossed his lips as his kisses lingered down her collar bones to the soft skin of her breasts.

An erotic moan escaped her mouth and she bit her lip a little. Dick looked up at her face, curious. He loved that face she made when they started to have sex, a pure and yet alluring visage that one could not picture on her since it clashed with her extreme personality. He cupped a big hand around one of her breast with a squeeze while the other fumbled blindly for the zipper of her gown at her back. Cory's fingers ran through his hair and pulled at it weakly as his lips came closer to her nipples, crotch rubbing madly against her thighs. Of course they would never get the pleasure of the spontaneous party sex.

There was a loud explosive noise followed by sick gleeful cackling that the both of them knew instantly. The Joker had dropped in to join the fun. Cory growled in a way that seemed more like a groan as Dick sat up, pulling away from her. "Stay here." He ordered flying out the room. Cory glared at the door and took her cell out of the tiny black clutch bag she had brought with her. She dialed Rev's number with a grouchy mood.

"Hey?" Rev answered the sound of colliding metals in the back round. "Cory?"

"Get here, now with our costumes, now!" She growled.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Damn idiot ruined my sexual action, sorry if I'm being bitchy, but cut the questions and get your ass over here ASAP!" with that she hung up on Rev in mid-sentence and sighed. She reached under her skirt to the pistol strapped to her leg. She wouldn't come to a party unarmed especially in Gotham. She walked out into the hall way. She drew closer to the exit against the wall like some kind of special agent infiltrating a dangerous area. Cory peered over to see all the commotion.

There stood the Joker in the middle of blow up floor. Looks like he came with a boom, Cory thought with a small frown. He diffidently knows how to show up to a party. She watched him mouth off to the audience who were scared out of their freaking minds. She tried no to chuckle at that fact, sometimes that humored her. "How come I didn't get an invite, guess it must've gotten lost in the mail." Joker sighed with his hands out as he shrugged dramatically.

A blond woman with pigtails, wearing a dark mask and white powdered make up was by his side. Her costume was alluring and cool, with a white mini skirt, brown belt, purple and red thigh-high socks and arm socks. Cory frowned at how way cooler her costume was compared to Blood's. Hmmm would I look that good in a skirt? "Yeah, surely you were invited Mistah J." the woman cooed. Her arm slung over the Joker.

"True, Harley, it must have been a mix up." He turned to look at the audience. "Now who is ready for some real fun, eh?" he raised up a shot gun and shot the ceiling, sending the ballroom into a roar of terrified screaming. Cory laughed hard at this, the sound was somehow humoring to her ears and people turned to search for the source of the obnoxious laughter. Cut it out Cory this guy is a badass who broke out of jail…she reminded herself.

She carefully aimed at his shoulder from a hidden place, making sure to regard the screaming innocents, and fired. The crack of the bullet sounded throughout the room. The Joker flinched and it whistled past his shoulder just a small part of an inch. Cory cursed and watched the man she had failed to shoot shake like a volcano about to explode.

"Alright, ladies and gentle-freaks, if one of you tell me where that shot came from, I promise that a few of you people will not die." He had a smile that was so creepy and demented half the room looked like it would faint. One man was shaking especially bad and the Joker turned to him. "You there,"

"M-me?" the man squeaked and Cory had to bite her arm to keep the laughs from leaking out. This guy is freaking badass, maybe…he could teach me to do that to Luthor… she shook with glee at the thought of making sweat well up on the bald man's head.

"No, Shirley Temple! Get over here," he grabbed the petrified man. "Would you like to hear a joke?" the man was trembling too much to answer. "ANSWER ME!" Joker boomed with livid eyes.

"Yes!"

"Oh goodie, knock, knock."

"Wh-who's there?" the man answered, going along with the joke since his life seemed to now depend on it.

"Nobody because they're all dead, BAHAHAHAHAH," He fell to the floor laughing and Cory slumped down to her knees, her stomach burning with giggles. Their insane laughter echoed in the room of silent frightened people until a batarang hit the floor next to the squealing Joker. Cory immediately came away from view, watching. "Oh, Battsy, glad you could make it!" the Joker smiled loading his gun up with more bullets. "This ought to go down with a bang!"

The Joker shot a round at Batman, who drew his cape up to fend it off. Batman's heavy gloved fist whammed into the Joker's stomach and he dropped his weapon. Joker made an 'ooof' sound and doubled over, Batman instantly advancing to him. Joker brought his foot up and kicked Batman in his mask. The hero stumbled back only slightly. The Joker smacked his lips as he got to his feet.

"Grumpy as usual, what's the matter big guy, Catwoman stand you up last night?" Batman made a low growling sound as he and Joker went at it once more. Cory's cell started to vibrate and she made a groan to tear her eyes away from the amazing fight that was taking place.

"What do you want, Rev?"

"You were the one who fucking called me, I'm outside, come on." Rev retorted acidly. "And don't you dare hang-"Cory sighed, hanging up on him again and spotted Estell who was by herself to her right. She motioned for her to come and the both of them exited the house. Rev had the Gem parked out back and was waiting.

"Hey, took you long enough," Cory said as she began to take off her dress. Rev stiffened with anger.

"You know what, Cory-" He turned only to see her half dressed into her Blood suit. He turned quickly, face red as an apple. Cory stuck out her tongue at him continuing to get changed.

"Hey, Stell, you gotta extra skirt?" Estell nodded digging into the back of the Gem and handed one to her.

"What's with the change?" Estell asked as Cory put on the skirt, and posed a bit.

"Thought a change was necessary." Cory answered back. "Hmm, I'm going to have to tailor it, I like mine pleated." Estell gave her a nudge and she turned to her.

"This isn't a fashion time, Ri, we gotta help the old guy against Clowny." Cory nodded.

"But, I kind'a like Clowny, he knows how to intimidate people, he could help us make Luthor shit his pants." Estell shrugged as the two of them re-entered the building. The scenery had changed. Somehow the Flash and Nightwing had appeared against Harley Quinn and a group of scary-looking henchmen while Batman and Joker were still pummeling each other undisturbed, Batman now strangling the Joker on the ground. "Okay we have to get Joker and Harley and beat it." Cory told Estell who nodded.

The two of them latched their hands onto Batty's shoulders and threw him backwards. The Dark Knight was surprised as he skid across the ground. Cory and Estell both grabbed one of the Joker's hands and pulled him to his feet. "Who are you." Cory got to her knees bowing.

"Some one who needs your help oh great one," The Joker's smile widened the two scars on each side of his cheeks seeming to reach the corners of his eyes.

"Way, to even the odds girls." He laughed and Cory smirked getting to her feet. "Sorry to disappoint, Battsy, but I got new business to take care of with these bueatiful ladies, ta-ta." Joker gave a clearly agaitated Batman a wink, who's only reply was a Bat-glare and lunge in their direction. Cory let out a whoop of humored laugher as she ducked around the Bat and rung her arm around his neck. Batman grunted as he tried to throw her off, but like a monkey, Cory stuck onto his back.

"Whoa, when did I get on this ride." Cory giggled as the room stared at her. Then the Joker joined into her laughter, and Estell cracked a nervous grin.

"I'm starting to like you two." He cackled. Cory grinned honored.

"You two get going me and Harley can handle this, right!" Harley nodded dodging a kick from Nightwing as both Estell and the Joker backed away to leave when the Flash appeared out of the blue smirking at them.

"Shit," Estell cursed.

"Bless you." Flash gave her a flirty wink and her face grew red.

"Yes, do excuse my French. Now move before I have to rush your ass." She almost growled. Flash laughed and Estell immediately drew her throwing knives. "Okay then guess tonight's not your lucky night, Flashy." She threw one and he caught it, giving it a thorough look with a tsk.

"Careful, you could poke someone's eye out with that." Flash teased. Estell glared and prepare the rest of her knives between her fingers like the claws of Wolverine. Flash blew her a kiss and ran around her. "Catch me if you can!" Estell watched him closely.

Meanwhile, Batman had managed to grab Cory's hair and yank her off him. "You again?" he growled. Cory made a fake sad expression.

"Awww ish teh old Batbaby sad, cus li'l ole me knocked him owt. Do you need a bandaid fow yo ego?" she mocked him and dodged his frustrated attack. She laughed at him again and kissed his cheek, moving jst in time to escape his back hand. "Tag yourrrrr it!" Batman's arm came and snagged her by her jacket hoisting her up. "Shit."

"And now your going to Arkham." Cory gave him a sweet grin.

"I don't think so," she sang, swooping her lower body up over her head to jam both of her feet into his masked face. He growled and she pushed off landing on her back hard. She groaned sitting up.

"That looked a lot better in my head." She turned to the dazed Batman and smashed her foot down on his jaw. He rolled grabbing her chin in agony. "Suck on that, Batman." She stuck out her tongue.

Just as she mad her way to help out Harley, Estell still watched the Flash running circles around her. She felt like she would barf, seeing him swirl around her like some condemned merry-go-round. She clutched her knifes in her hands and took a deep breath. Then she released the blades, trusting them to do what she needed them too. Flash dodged the first one, and barely the second, but the third one sunk into the material of his suit. After the other two followed condemning him to the wall. "Yes, in your face, Speedboy!" she cheered as he struggled and her and Joker ran to the Gem."

"Hey, I saw this car on the news!" Joker squealed as he got into the back seat. Rev gawked at him, fear stricken and Estell tapped his shoulder.

"It's alright Mister Giggles is with us."

"Let go you turd!" Cory exclaimed elbowing Nightwing in the chin. "One kiss, doesn't mean you can feel all up on me." Nightwing, who as you know is really Dick Grayson, blinked for a second Blood sounded exactly like Cory…he shook his head dismissing this. Cory may be crazy but she's not insane.

Cory grabbed his leg as Harley grabbed his waist from behind. He wiggled trying to shake the two woman off. Cory came and hit him in the crotch but hit harm metal. She gave him a look. "A cup?" she asked.

"You think that I wouldn't wear one after our meeting, Blood?" he shot back hopping on one leg. "You're a whole learning experience."

Cory sneered. "Glad I could help." She pulled his leg forward, and he fell onto his back with a groan. Cory chuckled as she grabbed his cuff from his belt. "Hmm, never thought you be on your back, I always thought you like being on your knees better." She cuffed his hands behind his back with Harley's help who was giggling at her little joke. "This feel familiar Nighty?" He glared at her as she went for the grenades at her utility belt. She threw it at a wall bare of any bodies near, and it exploded, shaking the whole building.

Her and Harley ran through the self-made exit and hopped into their getaway car with the rest of the crew, driving off into the night. Nightwing's eyes followed them until they were out of view. "Damn." He stamped a foot to the ground. Who the hell are those two maniacs?