A/N: AND THE STORY UNFOLDS!

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Catwoman: Selina Kyle

My eyes opened ever so slowly, until it switched to a continuous blinking marathon. I sat up, clutching my head from the sudden headache. I examined my surroundings and noticed that I wasn't next to Lola's holding room anymore. I was in a room full of clowns.

Remind me to kill off any future ambitions I had of joining the Cirque Du Soleil.

"You awake yet?" a voice asked me.

"Yeah..." I mumbled, and slowly got up. I felt around for the gun I had, but it was gone. I gasped and desperately searched the darkness for a familiar face besides a freaking clown. "Who are you? Why am I unarmed?!"

"It's me again, Floyd. The Joker confiscated your weapons." Floyd slowly waltzed into the room, this time his Deadshot suit on but his helmet tucked under his right arm. He looked around with a tint of wariness. "No one's gonna come and knock me out again, right?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "I can't promise you that."

He sighed. "I know where Batman is. If you want me to take you to him-"

"He can wait. He has tools to help himself. For now, I just want to save Lola."

"Lola... that's our prisoner, right?" he asked me.

I nodded. "The one who has... or use to have... bright orange hair?"

"Oh! She's in the control room."

"The control room?!" I shouted. He immediately hushed me. I gulped. "What is she doing in the control room?"

"Joker has an elimination sequence installed. He said if anything goes wrong, he'll kill Lola off. If anything goes to drastic measures, then he's destroying the place, regardless if he's inside it or not."

"Sheesh... how bad is drastic measures?" I mumbled.

"Oh don't worry about Joker doing it. That's usually Harley that would pull something like that whenever Joker is harmed, killed, or in major trouble." Floyd handed me two toxic masks to block the poisonous gases that ooze from the building. I generously took it and slipped it on, not bothering to ask why he was helping me. I was afraid if I did ask, it might cause him to turn on me.

"The second mask is for Lola. To get up to the control room, you have to sneak through a large amounts of guards, or eliminate them if you can handle large amounts at a time. Be mindful of the gases and booby traps. And keep in mind Harley regularly patrols the place and is very loud when it comes to alerting guards. Once you reach the roof, the only exit is to jump or fly off. But I suppose you can handle that."

I nodded once, affirming that I got all the information.

"I'll try to go and help Batman. After I'll meet you up on the roof to help you out. I have something to say anyway."

I nodded again and ran towards the door. I turned to him again. "Thank you... Floyd."

His face didn't move. He simply slipped on the mask.

I ran out the door and kept running, warping through hidden tunnels and vaults, crawling on many grate ceilings, and silently knocking out any guard on patrol. I kept doing this and even acquired a pistol with a decent amount of ammo stocked in it just in case. If I could find a silencer, I would be almost unstoppable.

Until I reached the point where Harley was pacing a room at the top floor while many guards calmly kept watch of the room, frequently walking around and checking the place for any invaders. Why was this place so heavily guarded?

I peeked over to a corner of the room, and saw a vault. I gasped. That's probably where the control room is.

Let's do this.

Effortlessly, I pranced into the vault and crawled my away across the ceiling, quietly making my way to the other side.

~~~~CW~~~~

Batman: Bruce Wayne

I struggled to release myself from this death trap for cutie (ha... get it? No? ...okay) that was slowly pulling me down to some toxic green waste that would burn my skin off. I couldn't give up; I refused to. After all, what would happen to Selina? She needed me! Well... more like I need her.

A shadow appeared through the gaping black hole where a door should be, and out came Deadshot, the last person I wanted to see right now.

"Dead... what do you want?" I muttered through gritted teeth.

He held out his gun. "I only wish to help you. It was a promise I made to Selina."

It bothered me how he knew so much about her. Her name. Her address. Her best friend. Her caretaker. It was overwhelming. He could replace me at any second if he wanted to. Hell, how do I know if he wasn't planning it right now?

He effortlessly shot the tiny hinge holding the tension between me and the rope and pushed me over to the ground. Rolling as I landed, I sat up from the ground, rubbing the impact part on my back and grateful that I actually escaped. I almost assumed that I wouldn't make it out of here.

"Now that that's over..." Deadshot mumbled, reaching for something in one of his pockets on his utility belt.

"Hey, I don't know how much I can thank you for-"

A gun was pointed to my temple, and the tension in the room suddenly flew to sky levels. I gulped. I should've expected nothing less from a man like Deadshot. He was known to be selfish, to be heartless. He only does things for a purpose... or a prize. And something kept telling me that I knew exactly what that prize Deadshot was hoping to gain after he killed me off... if he kills me off.

I sighed. "Why am I not surprised?"

"You shouldn't be. If you were, then you're just as worthless as Ivy claims you are."

"So I'm not worthless to you?" I asked, trying to create conversation to distract Deadshot while I create an escape plan in my mind.

"Worthless? I look at you more like an extremely difficult challenge. Like trying to kill a mosquito in the air before it bites you. Quick. Hard. And bound to cause problems if it's not removed from life at once."

I huffed a mocking breath. "Nice to know you think of me as an annoying insect. I was hoping I'd get something bigger, like teddy bears."

"You have a sense of humor, Batman. But it's not working." Deadshot loaded the bullets into place and placed his hands on the trigger. "Any last words, Bat?"

"Why did you kill my parents?"

Deadshot smirked. "I was offered an opportunity with an alluring price, and I took it. Simple business really." Deadshot grinned and my facial reaction as it slowly contorted to anger. "Sorry if I sound crude. But I'm an assassin. Assassins kill for money. It's our way of life. Surely you must not be surprised of this as well, correct? Because honestly I'm starting to lose my original impression of you."

I gritted my teeth. He killed my parents... the only people I had in the world as the time, all for an "alluring price." He doesn't understand the value of human life, so how could he possibly understand the value of human love? If I simply give up and let this man live to be with Selina, then it will be no surprise when he kills her off after she becomes of no use to him. And I can't just sit here and let that happen. I love her too much to see her waste a beautiful life because of this man.

Which is why I did what I did.

I forcefully slid myself under his legs and grabbed his hand with the gun, flipping him over. He caught himself and ran up to me, aiming for my head. He then shot a bullet, and it landed perfectly between my-

Catwoman: Selina Kyle

I took a couple of deep breaths, and stared at the the red button I had to press, which would instantly start a timer for the self-destruction of the building. According to the computer screen, it would give me 15 minutes to leave the building before it exploded and destroyed all the inhabitants of it without notice. That would mean the Joker wouldn't even know the building will explode; he will simply die off with no warning, and so will his posse.

I had Lola right next to me, unconscious but still breathing.

But Bruce was still in the building.

I bit my bottom lip. I know I won't have time to rescue him from wherever he is, but I also know if I hang around here in this building any longer, I might not make it out. Should I trust Floyd and hope he saves Bruce in time? After all, Bruce did help me get Lola. The least I can do is wait for him.

I looked up. There was an elevator a couple steps away from me where I can ride up to the roof and escape with Lola. After that, it's a no return zone, just like Floyd had warned me. I gulped. Do I really have a choice?

I took a deep breath, grabbed Lola...

And pressed the button.

The computer quietly started the countdown, displaying the timer. I set my watch to match the timer, and quickly ran to the elevator. But once it closed, there was a surprise waiting for me.

"Not so fast, Kitty Cat."