One thing I've learned from my short life of crime fighting is that I fight best in the cover of darkness.
It was already fairly dark, so I decided that it wouldn't be to hard to knock out the few lights. Then I would drop down below and help the civilians.
So that's what I did; I threw a couple bird-a-rangs and took out all the lights. The room was now in total darkness.
I heard a couple screams from below but didn't focus on them. Batman asked me to help him with this mission, if he believed in me then I could do it.
I took a deep breath and dropped down from the vent, landing in a roll and springing up. I ran over to the civilians, wasting no time in untying them.
One of the children-around 6-started to cry.
She was the last one I untied. I bent down to her level.
"Hey," I whispered, "It's going to be ok. Just take a deep breath and squeeze me hand."
I set my hand in hers, satisfied when the tiny hand grabbed it.
I stood up, "We're getting out of here."
Suddenly, bright spot lights turned on all around us-blinding me. The awful laugh of the Joker followed.
"Well, If it isn't the brat boy. If I'm being honest, I was hoping for Batsy, but you'll do."
He was standing on a pile of boxes, a wide smile plastered on his pale face.
The little girl squeezed my hand tighter.
It was fine, improvising was my specialty.
"Wow, I thought I was pale, but you take the cake. Have you ever considered getting some sun?"
With my free hand I dug out a few explosives.
The man jumped off the boxes and landed on the ground. He let out a laugh.
"I think my skin looks perfect the way it is, don't you lovely folk agree?"
After nobody agreed with him, he pretended to feel hurt.
"Why so serious? I guess I'll have to lighten the mood."
Just as he threw a bunch of laughing gas bombs, I threw my explosives disks; one at the crazy man and the rest at a nearby wall.
I picked the young girl up and handed her to one of the adults.
"Hold you breath and run. Go east till you reach the road, then get help." I ordered.
The man nodded and they all ran away.
"My guests," Joker cried as he walked threw the smoke and towards me, "Now that was just rude."
He grabbed a knife from his pocket and ran towards me. He tried to stab me, but I dodged it, still holding my breath.
Just then, Batman came out of nowhere and sent a punch to Jokers head.
The clown stumbled to the side a bit. I took it as my cue and take out his legs and send him to the ground.
"So the bird and the bat team up? Now this is interesting."
I would've told him to shut up, but I was still holding my breath.
Batman grabbed the man by the neck and ran him towards the hole I created. I followed him.
I watched as he slammed the Joker into another building.
"What was the point of all of this?"
I went to walk closer, but a sudden wave hit me like a truck. I stumbled a bit, unable to find my balance.
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Robin |Young Justice Fanfiction|
FanfictionAfter Dick Grayson parents were murdered, Bruce Wayne never adopted him. Instead he was sent to a detention facility. However, this doesn't stop him from becoming Robin. All characters are owned by DC, but I own the plot. Cover art credits to shar...