3 months later...
My injuries were completely healed now so I was enjoying leaping around Gotham City with utmost freedom (and groceries) in my hands. Ice was next to me, bouncing close behind. That was the name I called my personal plasma blob that would follow me relentlessly. Red Hood also got stuck with the other blob which was named Spitfire even though he didn't want it. In any case, I swung down and carried my loot until I heard something weird.
"Someone is fighting something," I noted and then quickly whirled around the corner. It was Red Hood again, fending off 3 pretty fancy looking people. He caught a glimpse of me before being nailed into the wall. I stashed my goods into the side before taking a fighting position.
"Just came back from a shopping spree?" Red Hood joked. I ignored that part.
"Let him go," I demanded roughly.
"Watcha gonna do about it Missie?" the biggest man smirked, "This guy's head is worth way too much for me to just waste it on you little girl." My face twitched with anger. Slamming both hands together, I blasted everyone down with a moon wave. Red Hood pulled himself free and punched the man in the face. I had to fight off the other two.
"Ice, help me out here!" I shouted as the muscular lady swung her fist at me. My plasma turned into a doppelganger of me in the exception that her hair was a lighter color blue and side sweeped the next guy who was charging up. I flipped over the lady's head and kicked her back into the wall. Jason hadn't completely got off on his own either. His plasma blob turned into a dog and they both basically slaughtered the assassin. I on the other hand, forgot to check out why the woman I was fighting had one hand on her waist.
Bang.
I got shot with her gun.
"Ah!" I exclaimed stumbling back. My arm felt numb. I slapped her down with my other arm. A shadow loomed over me and I barely dodged the last guy who was being tackled by Ice. She got blasted away though, and melted back into her original form of a sprite.
"Great. Why can't the bad guys wait so I can see what kind of injury I have before they inflict more damage on me?" I grumbled to myself struggling to get back up on my own two feet before getting slammed into an iron beam. I was pinned there and silently choking/bleeding to death. Jason jumped down from 3 stories high and attempted to knock the guy off me with a kick. The last assassin twisted around at the last minute and gutted the guy like a fish.
"Red Hood!" I cried as he rolled on the ground groaning. I glared at the man and laser eyed a hole through his helmet. Then I kicked him off of me.
"That smarts," Red Hood hissed pushing himself up with one arm. I played around with my wound touching the skin around the area and feel it kill me a second later. Let's say my mind only could host one word at the moment, "Scream." Spitfire walked up to Ice and they both hugged then chatted. It was cute but then Jason slung a cloth over my shoulder.
"I heard about Nightwing," Red Hood said, "Is he okay?"
"When were you so concerned?" I thought in my head but then replied earnestly, "He is fine now. The incident happened 6 months ago." Jason smirked as if he read my mind.
"Good heroes don't die," he murmured like if he was starting to get awfully aggravated by that phrase. I couldn't help but notice somebody seemed to be watching us.
"Batman?" I pondered for a moment.
"Eep!" Ice cried. Red Hood looked up then cursed with a string of the most baddest words I've ever heard of in my life and shoved me down before rolling away. A bullet hit the ground right where we were before. Two other men jumped down, and pressed a button on their watches. In my astonishment, cyborg like armor wrapped around their bodies and I officially said one of Jason's words translated to my language. No it sounded stupid. Instead I growled and slashed at the man I was fighting. He jumped back and fried me with 10,000 volts of electricity. And for the record, it does NOT feel good. I flopped down to the ground. It was like...my muscles weren't responding to me after that. Electricity never did this to me before! Icy shouted something incomprehensible and smeared herself all over the guy's face. I got up trying to shake the hit off and then forced my hand under the armor to pull the power core out. It was free and I crushed it in my hands before hurtling the flaming thing at the garbage can. One goon was out. Meanwhile, Red Hood had been stunned twice in the chest but hadn't given up showing how amazingly agile he was for a human. Jason backflipped into the wall, rolled between the foe's legs and nailed him with bombs that eventually blew him sky high. The Red Hood definitely didn't look like he feels very good though. The assassin plummeted to the ground a second later, but then prepared to lop my friend in half. Spitfire went berserk and wrapped around the man before exploding with fire. Maybe he should have considered how much gasoline oil he had in this place. Icy squeaked a warning to me whatever she said and I shot at Red Hood sort of tackling him. We tumbled over the sidewalk and I flipped a well cap off before we dropped inside.
KABOOOM!
The explosion rattled the region. The place where the bullet hit started to hurt terribly bad. And I know why. When we rolled on the ground, some of those slick flammable liquid contaminated the wound. Instead really complaining about my left arm, I managed to pull out the most obvious glare of all time.
"I left my groceries behind."
The cap moved from overhead and Red Hood pulled down two brown bags filled with vegetables. I was really delighted. We silently waded through the tunnels filled with water. The first thought I had was mutated alligaters but then refused the notion. I was shivering and the smell was nausiating. Jason pulled off his jacket and hung it around my shoulders. Something has to be wrong with this picture. I couldn't think much about it because then we ended up facing an electrical fence.
"What is this?" I murmured surprised. Like what kind of defense is that for a sewer?
"No kidding," Red Hood mumbled, "One of Batman's hidden tunnels. Better to turn the other way."
"Who goes there," someone demanded.
O.+
"Hey Afred," Red Hood said. I could almost hear him smirk.
"Master...Jason..." he stammered.
"Don't worry old man," he said and turned around, "I'm leaving."
...
Jason pulled off his mask and lay me on the couch. He had brought me to his apartment, quite run down looking with a closet in the very corner of the square room. Two sofas were facing the opposite of each other with a coffee table in the middle. A small fridge and a sink counter top were in the other side. Jason hung his red mask on the iron hanger right next to the doorway and then prepared some smoke bombs with other explosives.
"What's in the bag?" I asked with curiosity. It smelled bad.
"You can look if you want," Jason answered blandly, "But I guarantee you won't like what you see." That turned me off a bit but Jason seemed pretty calm. He stuffed the bombs in a small pouch and then pulled his red mask over his face. Grabbing his jacket from the hanger, he turned back to say, "Got those for the drug dealers. You can leave anytime you want." The door shut, leaving me sitting on the patched couch. It was quiet, and I didn't know what to do. So I got up and with nimble fingers, unzipped the knapsack. I covered my mouth in horror. Inside had five heads oozing with blood. Some were rotting with skin falling apart. Others seemed to be more "recent" and I could see the neck bones sticking out. A dismembered head dropped out of the bag with a sickening thump.
Yuck.
I tried to keep a straight face, even with the gut wrenching smell emanating from the heads. The one with the exposed jaw like the terrible grin of the Joker made some sort of sucking noise. I got smacked in the face with an eyeball that shot out of the gruesome thing.
"EEEEEEEK!"
My shriek could be heard in the other side of the universe. Stumbling back, I crashed into the closet and the doors swung open only drop a headless body on top of me. "This is the worst day of my life," I groaned as I lay there. For the next hour, I cleaned up Jason's room. The dead body and all those accessories had to go. I burned them to ashes with a concentrated moon beam.
"Poor Jason," I murmured to myself, "you were so unloved." Disinfecting alcohol had to be wiped through whole place and in the end, I swept the grime coated floors. It also required a heck of scrubbing. My groceries were sitting on the table and noting that Jason couldn't cook (at all), I decided to prepare him some food.
"Your room was a mess," I wrote on a napkin and placed it next to the container before propping the bag in the hanger. I smiled and closed the door.
...
"Poor Red Hood," I murmured as I sat down hugging my knees.
"The anti-hero?" Nightwing rolled his eyes, "What about him?"
"Can you believe he blackmailed drug dealers with severed heads?" I looked up.
"What? You've got to be kidding," Nightwing jaw dropped. I pulled up a plastic bag wrapped with one rancid cranium.
"No," I sighed, "No I'm not." Nightwing's eyes bugged out and he ran to the sink to puke. I incinerated the rest of the evidence after that.
"That guy has problems," he murmured.
"I feel bad for him though," I sighed, "he knows what it is like to be murdered."
"And yet he kills. By any chance, does he er...like you?" Nightwing asked with a hint of playfulness in his voice. Maybe envy too? Ice bounced on the table and transformed into me...again.
"She definitely does!" she smirked as she struck an amazing pose, "Just how I like Spitfire too."
"Ice, this is not the time or place to..." I scolded blushing but then saw the look on Nightwing's face. "Besides, isn't he part of you?" I continued skeptically.
"Nightwing, you also like her right?" Ice flung her hair playfully. What in the world is wrong with my pet? I lost the rest of my patience and blasted her with a moon beam. Ice melted into plasma.
"Do your pets like humiliating you as well?" I questioned masking the utmost embarrassment in my tone. Nightwing still looked melted.
"Spitfire is here!" Ice squealed and suddenly, the window smashed open. Red Hood jumped down and Ice ran to him.
"He knows where I live?!" Nightwing exclaimed. Ice flung her arms around Red Hood and kissed him.
O.O
That was me trying to keep a straight face.
X_x
That's what Nightwing looked like when Starfire smooched a regular guy walking down the street in Tokyo.
"Icy, Spitfire, please stop," I pleaded.
BOOM!
The ground shook from the explosion and Nightwing looked out of his broken window.
"Comet, take a look at this!" he shouted. I ran to him and peeked over his shoulder. A clown colored blimp hovered down the street way blaring some sort of high pitched noise. Nightwing clutched his head as the vibrations shattered the drinking glass on the table. Ice and Spitfire couldn't hold their forms and melted into a glop of gel. I covered my ears which felt like they were about to explode.
"Welcome everybody!" a familiar voice echoed throughout the city, "I got some important announcements to make!"
"The Joker?" I said with confusion.
"Let's make a deal," Joker continued, "You bring me 5 million dollars in hard cash, and I won't blow up your city! Maybe I'll hold up on the gas too! And as a bonus, I'll even unmask the Batman for you eh? Oh, you need a demonstration you say? How about this!" A sack of marbles were thrown out of the blimp and what happened next resulted in something like a nuclear explosion.
Kaboom!
Green colored gas floated up in the sky as I pushed myself off the floor. Everybody was screaming down the street but suddenly, a shadow past by our window.
"Batman!" Nightwing cheered.
"Never mind about that," I grunted under my breath and snatched up Ice before running out the door.
"Wait!" Nightwing shouted and ran after me. Somebody else reached the blimp first.
"Come for delivery Mr. Red?" the Joker laughed as the Red Hood dropped into the basket. The noise stopped abruptly. I dashed across the rooftop and shaded my eyes. Batman had just joined the party.
"I'll make this easy or hard for you," Red Hood said quietly while waving around with a gun, "Bring this thing down in the ocean and you won't live the night or bring this down on everyone and you won't live at all. Your choice." Joker pondered for a second.
"My choice huh," he murmured, "I choose this!" Shrieking sounds pierced the air and I instantly doubled over clutching my head. Looking out of one eye, I saw Jason stumbling back acting like he had way too much alcohol. Nightwing, who was right behind me staggered around like he couldn't focus on one point.
"Isn't this...Vertigo's device?" he groaned. Red Hood was pushed out of the blimp and he fell through thin air. He managed to swing himself on a ledge of a building but still seemed very disoriented.
"Who is Vertigo?" I shouted over the shrill noise as I watched the Red Hood clutch the side of the building.
No response.
Nightwing looked really sick so I didn't bother saying anything else. Batman glided overhead and then dropped into the blimp. I picked up a rag and stuffed some ends in my ears before leaping to closer ground. The sound was more muted, but I figured I could hold out longer anyway. Red Hood jumped from where he was and clumsily grabbed a rope that was hanging over the basket edge. I was busy looking for where the ear-splitting sound was coming from. Only Batman seemed the least affected from the noise that had people staggering around in confusion. Jason swung some type of smoke explosive I saw him make earlier through the window.
The blimp looked like it had a heck of a lot of fireworks in it and then the dizzying spell wore off. My eardrums weren't going to pop anymore. Ice dropped on my shoulder. Batman was busy hacking around with Joker and Nightwing swung down from behind me. Spitfire went after him as Ice turned to me babbling something.
"I'll go," I sighed and soared off. Slipping down to the fans, I ripped them off before dragging the whole blimp to a more deserted place. It would be safer.
"Time to haul!" Ice beamed as she switched to my complexion and tugged the ropes as hard as she could.
"Comet! Duck!" Nightwing shouted. He and Batman were plastered to the wall in a huge mess of gum. I looked back and see the Joker aiming fireworks at me.
Sploosh!
Colorful sparks blinded my eyes as I hurtled backwards. The wind got knocked out of my lungs. Maybe it was a good thing. A second later, an explosion rattled the Earth. Everything that the Joker had went up in a mushroom cloud. I shielded myself as the wind blew rubble in a 5 mile radius.
"Ice! Red Hood! Nightwing! Batman!" I cried. I floated down in despair. Debris blew past me and I silently stood there for a while wondering what in the planet happened. A shadow floated down, along with another one. It was Batman and Nightwing, still looking like they blew too big of a gum bubble.
"You are safe!" I ran up and hugged them and to everyone's surprise, I couldn't unstick myself from them. Oh, the gum. I finally ripped myself off and then laughed, "Um...what happened to Red Hood and Joker?"
"I think the red guy left," Nightwing answered, "Joker's knocked out for good." Batman handed me Ice and Spitfire who both curled up into two cute little spheres.
"I believe these are yours," he said and shot a grappling hook before soaring out of sight.
"Well I gotta go," Nightwing shrugged rubbing his shoulder, "It's been nice talking to you."
"You are okay right?" I asked earnestly. He paused for a moment and then said, "Oh...ya. Good." I stood there as he also pulled out a line and went off.
