batwomans_gotham | Hurrying

Entry tags:

Hurrying

She sighed as she wandered down the alleyways. This was such a stupid idea, but she didn't like how Leslie kept trying to get her into normal clothes. She liked her costume. So did Bruce, and Superman. And now they'd all left. You close your eyes for two minutes and all the men leave.

Leslie is still back in her office, freaking out. Oh well.

And here was the infamous informant. Short, tired, a little doped up on pain relievers, and trying to track down the Batman before either one of them got into more trouble. Hurrah.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

And there was a large, blue, menacing thing tracking her as stealthily as he could, which meant giant footsteps and a small chuckle at his delight of helping out this city in need.

She froze, then looked behind her, taking out the Batarang and looking around.

"Who's there? SHOW YOURSELF!" she squeaked, her wrapped arm held close.

He grumbled, his cover was blown. So much for having fun sneaking around. He was a little surprised to see, however, taking a closer look, that she was a child. The way the clown spoke about her, she had taken a very scary image of an evil femme fatale in his mind, probably placed around middle age even.

"You...you uh, Nightlife right? Sorry if I got this wrong..."

"What doya want?" she backed against a wall. "Lemme alone!"

"Oh dear. You're a mite small, aren't you?" the Joker looked down.

Katalyn looked up, then glared.

"YOU!" she shrieked, chucking the Batarang at him, thouroughly livid.

"Ah-ah-ah, that's awful mean of you. You are a little smaller than I imagined though, but no matter. Evil can come in small packages!" He grabbed the batarang out of midair before it hit the Joker and crushed it in his hands.

"Why thank you, my good fellow," he smiled.

Katalyn looked up with huge eyes, which quickly filled with tears.

"Batman gave me that!" She shrieked. Not nessessarily true, but she treasured that weapon. Joker's eyes went alight.

"Knew it," he grinned menacingly. Kat sucked in a breath, suddenly realizing she was small and powerless.

Turning, she bolted.

"Oops, there goes our tie to the Crime lord!" Joker gasped.

"Then this was a weapon of pure evil! Egad, get it offa my hands, it poisons!" He threw the remains down in fear. Then he heard Joker's cry and ran after the little girl rather easily.

"Come back you dastardly mini-fiend!"

"#$^@$% YOU YOU @$%#*#$ son of a #$$^^ headed $%@%#@!" she screamed, terrified and angry and hurt all at the same time.

"Tut," Joker gave chase. "Grab her, my good man, or she'll get away!"

"What a dirty mouth on that child! A sailor would blush! I don't think that second one is even legal in some southern states. You aren't kidding about how evil she is," he commented to the Joker who was behind him. He lept forward and attempted to grab Nightlife.

She squeaked in fear as she was caught, and turned bashing at his face.

"NO! LEGGO OF ME! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"

Joker crouched above them, then arched an eyebrow.

"A shame one so young has been corrupted," he said gravely.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" she screeched. "I'LL KILL YOU BOTH! HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!"

Of course her bashing did nothing, and he tried to cover his ear to stop the high-pitched kiddie screeching. "You're a bit of a loud thing, aren't you? Yes, it is sad that such a small child has turned evil, but it can happen, and will probably happen if people keep letting them watch cartoons they shouldn't and leave the cable on at all hours of the day."

"Leggo," she started to sob. "What do you want?"

"Information," Joker plucked her out of Tick's hold and held her up, eyes glinting.

"@#%$ you!" she kicked at him, but couldn't reach. Joker shook his head. "Hush now, little one. We'll let you go, as soon as you tell us that Bat's identity and location."

"BITE ME YOU WHITE FACE @%%$^! ADDICT!" she landed a foot in his chin and was promptly dropped, whipping out her knife and doing her best to stick the Tick on her way down.

He blinked as the knife slashed at his costume, but it had no effect on him, maybe a little run down the side. "I'm gonna have to re-sew that now," he said sullenly. "And get some soap for your mouth, little evil girl."

She collapsed on the ground and began to scream again, and finally Joker took out his yoyo, hitting her squarely on the head.

She fell to the side in a senseless heap, and he shook his head.

"How horrid. Come, Tick, let's bring her to the lair. I fear staying out here may tip the Bat to our location and mission," he said. "You mind grabbing her?"

"Nice shot, old chum!" He gave the Joker a thumbs up, then scooped up the little girl.

"Right, the lair. Would be a safe place, away from the clutches of that Bat-madman. Let's go!"

He started off in a random direction.

Joker sighed and grabbed is shoulder, turning him around and leading him away.

And time passed as they made their way to the lair, and Tick tossed her in a spare room as he was told, and he tried to question her for awhile. He delighted in pretending he was one of those federal investigators with the harsh flashlight in people's eyes.

"You're mean," the child sobbed, until finally thte Joker came in.

"You know, kiddie, the longer you keep your trap shut the harder we're gonna have to try to open it." he said, shaking his head.

"You're a @%^^face!" she screeched, then huddled in the corner. "And you'll never get what you want from me. Never ever ever ever! And you know why? Cause unlike YOU I know how to be good and loyal!"

"I'm not mean, you're mean, and have a dirty mouth," Tick pouted back. "And you're not good and loyal, stop trying to tick us!"

"I am too!" she sobbed. "You're evil! And you'll get what's coming to you, I swear it! Soon as I'm big again I'm going to get you, Joker, and if your funny blue man gets in the way I'll have Batman deal with him!"

"Big... again?" he blinked. "Wait...."

"No," Kat went ashen. then she sprang to her feet and rushed him. "No! Stoppit! I won't letyou hurt anybody ever again you big ol dummy!"

Tick looked back and forth from Joker to Kat, confused. "I'm not evil, that wouldn't make any sense! Because how can I fight evil if I'm evil? I'd just be fighting myself, and we wouldn't get anywhere now, would we? Evil is bad, and good is good. And I do good, and I'm not doing bad. Unless what I think is bad is good and what's good is bad, and then...I have a headache."

He plucked Nightlife out of the air to prevent her from striking the joker. "That's not very nice now, little girl."

She kicked him in the face.

"YOU'RE not nice!" she spat. "And HE'S not nice! How can you do all that and be-"

She stoped and squeaked as Joker grabbed her and stuffed a wad of paper in her mouth.

"You know, I think it's time for us to leave her alone. A few hours in the dark should make her a little more open to talking, don't you think?" he said, tying her up and then tossing her into the corner. She squeaked as she bounced off the wall, then collapsed, sobbing and curled up in the corner.

He blinked, rubbing his face even though it didn't hurt. "I don't think you're very nice either little girl." He turned to the Joker, nodding. "That'll do the trick."

Katalyn turned, then watched as the Joker lead him out. "You wait out here. I'll have one last word with our friend. There's food in the north wing."

And with that, he closed the door and turned on the child inside.

"And now, my dear, you and Uncle Joker will have our own talk."

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Hurrying

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Time Pass to the Lair

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject