I know that technically in New 52 Oracle doesn't exist. However, I loved Oracle and since this takes place several years later, Oracle's gonna be here. She's mentioned for about .2 seconds but she's still mentioned.

Enjoy :)

L.L.A.P

~Laces

Chpt.22

Livy took in a deep breath, cherishing the scent of the open air. Even if it was polluted, Livy felt like it was better than the stuffy hospital room.

"Why, if it isn't the murderer." Livy heard a voice from behind her, but she didn't turn around. She knew it was Damian.

Crossing her arms, Livy didn't respond to him, continuing to look out at the City from the rooftop.

"You know, I should arrest you." Damian stated as he walked up next to Livy, and that made her laugh.

"You really think you could put me behind bars?" she smirked, and Damian glared at her.

"I said that I should arrest you, it doesn't mean that I will." Damian responded in a cold voice. "Anyway, how is the prostitute doing?"

"Lancy is doing fine. It's taking a while but she's making great progress in healing. I just left to stretch my legs."

"Stretch your legs in your costume?" Damian questioned and Livy shrugged.

"I stretch my legs differently than others. I mean, I already caught two muggers." Livy smiled, but Damian didn't return her lightheartedness.

"Did you kill the muggers too?"

"Dún do bhéal." Livy murmured.

"What did you say?" Damian questioned.

"Shut up." Livy grunted.

"Why? So you can just forget that you killed a man? That you took someone's life when you knew it was wrong?"

"SHUT UP!" Livy screamed as she went to punch Damian, however, he was expecting a violent reaction from her, and quickly blocked.

As Livy threw punch after punch, she exclaimed,

"I killed him and I don't care that you are mad! I took his life because he was killing others and me killing him saved lives! Unlike you, I have the balls to make those sort of decisions! So quit making it sound like I slaughtered an entire room of children! I killed one guy! One guy that deserved to die! And I will probably kill again!"

Damian grabbed her arm and quickly pinned her to the ground.

"How can you say that when you didn't even know the man?"

"I knew that he murdered people and that was all I needed to know. Not to mention he ruined Lancy's life. And now I have to stay with her! I can't leave! All I want to do is get out of this place but I can't!" Livy exclaimed angrily.

Damian sighed as he unpinned her but still looked at her with anger.

"You shouldn't kill people just because you think they ruined your life." Damian stated. "Besides, maybe you staying here is for the better." He added quickly in a mumble, but Livy heard him.

"For the better? Damian, I have issues. Issues that all stem from this place. The longer I stay, the worse things seem to get for me." Livy informed sadly.

"Maybe…" Damian paused, trying to think of the words he wanted to use. "Maybe if you had someone to help you, things could go better for you here." Livy cocked her head to the side, looking at Damian in confusion.

"What I mean to say is…" just then a voice came through in his COM link.

"Damian, are you at the warehouse yet?" inquired Oracle on the other end.

"I'm on my way, Oracle. Just got a bit sidetracked." He stated, then signed off on his COM. "I have to go."

"Where?"

"I am going to investigate a warehouse where some suspicious activity has be occurring." Damian informed and Livy perked up.

"Can I tag along? That sounds like fun." She smiled. Damian heaved a heavy sigh, then looked over at her.

"Fine." he grumbled, and the two ran off to the warehouse.

~*~*~*~*~Later~*~*~*~*~

"Well... This doesn't look good." Livy murmured once she eyed all the weapons hidden away in crates.

The two teens had reached the warehouse easily. They had expected to meet resistance when entering, but it appeared that nobody was there.

It didn't take the two long to find the mass storage of guns in the crates.

"That is an understatement." Damian grumbled as he examined one of the guns.

"I've seen that thing in action before." Livy stated, eyeing the gun. "It's a mass killer."

"Your favorite type of weapon, am I right?" Damian couldn't stop the words before they left his mouth.

"Will you quit it!" Livy exclaimed in frustration. "I killed the guy cuz he deserved it. One. Freaking. Guy." She huffed. "Besides, this gun is for a battle field. It's meant not for specific aim but only for firing bullets into one specific area. This gun was built to kill a lot of people in not a lot of time."

"That is correct, my dear." Stated a voice from behind them.

Damian and Livy turned to see Penguin and two of his newer goons standing next to him with their guns trained on the two teens.

"Penguin, what are you doing selling guns?"

"Where there's a profit to be made, I am there." Penguin informed calmly. He then raised an eyebrow.

"Now, I know that the brat boy is Robin, but I have yet to learn your name." Penguin said conversationally as if his men weren't aiming their weapons at the two.

"I'm Little Red." Livy informed calmly.

"Ah yes. The girl rumored around that saves prostitutes." Penguin nodded. "Still, you look a bit familiar."

"She should. Her so called mother helped your men." Damian snapped.

"Oh, little Lily."

"It's Livy." She corrected.

"Of course, you look wonderful. How are you doing? Last I heard of you, you were rescued by your father from the Joker. My men helped find you, if my memory is correct."

"Yes. They were good men."

"They're dead. Well... Most of them are. I believe one is in jail." Penguin informed and Livy glared at him.

"They were good men." Livy repeated, angered that Penguin so casually brushed them to the side as if they were nothing.

"Well, I got better men." Penguin shrugged, gesturing to his goons around him. "Now, the more pressing matter is what I am to do with you two. If I found you outside I would have just knocked you unconscious and moved the operation, but it seems you have already seen too much."

"You would kill her? After all her mother did for you?" Damian questioned and Penguin shook his head.

"I'd never kill a former friend." With that, he pointed his umbrella towards the two and a black gas seeped out. Livy felt her limbs getting heavy and her vision was going in and out.

Before she knew it, she passed out. Damian's eyes were on Livy. He saw her hit the ground and he wanted to get her out of there. But soon the exact fate happened to him, and he was on the ground as well.