Crimson

Lacy

I pull my head back and look into lacys beautiful silver eyes as they flutter opened. the fogginess of my brain seems to clear and I leave my leaning position.
"I ...I should go."
I quickly mounted my motorcycle and put my helmet on. I watch as lacy pushes her long raven hair out of her face and waves goodbye to me as I speed away from the warehouses garage. I can't believe I kissed lacy, she had been my biggest obstacle in killing the joker recently and now I'm saving her life, letting her live with me, for Christ sakes we slept together. I can't fall in love with her she's to big of a distraction I work alone and I can't have her slowing me down. I can't have her getting hurt.
I let out a slow sigh, I can't fight the fact that I feel the need to protect her.
I can't fight the fact I'm maybe even a little bit in love with an assassin who had me at gun point yesterday.

I try to clear my mind until I get to Wayne Manor it's the only thing keeping me from going absolutely insane.
I park my bike in his long ass drive way and walk to the white door that used to be the entrance to my home, but that was long ago and I will never feel that way about this house ever again.
I bash my fist harshly against the door and wait.
The door slowly creeks opened and behind it is a man in a fine black suit with a tie tied into his neck. his white hair has receded further from the last time I saw him.
" Ah Master Jason so nice to see you again."
His voice is calming and monotone just how I remember.
"Hey Alfred, is Bruce here I need to speak to him."
Alfred turns slowly and begins to walk down the hallway leavening the door opened for me.
"Master Bruce is just reading the morning paper in this other room,if you'll just follow me."
I close the door behind me following Alfred knowing exactly where he's bringing me. Bruce always read the paper every Sunday morning in the library. I could have walked there myself but Alfred insisted he show me the way. this house was scared into my brain like a bad memory, which it was.
"Who was at the door Alfred".
Hearing Bruce's voice made want to hurl. Alfred steps into the room and side steps out of the door way giving me an unnecessary introduction.
"Master Jason is hear to see you sir".
I graze my eyes across the room and see Tim sitting at a desk with at least 10 books opened, I also see the sling on his left arm and I remember how lacy shot him like a badass. I smile a little and see that he's looking straight at me.
I quickly look the other direction and see Dick and Damian watching the news but both there heads are turned and there also starring directly at me.
The only person in the room not starting at me is Bruce but I know he's fully aware of my presence.
"Funny seeing you hear Jason we were actually just about to go visit you right after I was done reading this mornings paper."
He finally looks up from the paper and his eyes begin to burrow into me.
"What about".
I try to show him that his intimidation isn't working by playing it off cool but Damian buts in with his annoying shrill voice.
"Todd what the fuck were you thinking yesterday."
He try's to continue his rant but dick cuts him off.
" Seriously Jason you crossed the line actually shooting the clowns then trying to take out your own brother that's to far without getting any consequences, you even killed 12 of jokers thugs."
I just ignore there rants and turn towards Tim.
"Hi Tim"
Tim lifts the arm that's not in a sling and waves.
"Sup"
He then just looks back at his books like nothing's going on. Bruce lays his paper down and tells Alfred to bring everybody drinks. As soon as he leaves I see Bruce's mood become more serious.
"Dick is right Jason you went to far this time".
I roll my eyes just to anger him and it works to well.
"Your lucky I don't hand cuff you right now and bring you to jail."
I turn my head and look him straight in the eye.
"You don't have the fucking nerve, if you did I'd already be locked up"
His eyes fill with rage.
"I don't know who the hell you think you are but at the end of the day I'm still your father I decide where you do and don't end up.
"You are not my father and I sure as hell am not your son."
I step closer too him and spit in his face.
Alfred steps back into the room with drinks and Bruce's attention is driven from me.
"Is everything alright Master Bruce"
Alfred looks at the scene and seems confused.
"Fine Alfred".
Bruce says it calmly and looks back at me with his brooding eyes.
Suddenly the news breaks the barrier of silence. vicky vale is in the center of the screen with a rushing panic

"I'm here at Arkham asylum where there has been a huge prison break, millions of workers are claimed dead inside and the police are trying to contain Gothams worst criminals as we speak! The joker and criminal harley Quinn have been seen fleeing together in a stolen swat van.
The screen crashes and goes into static fuzziness.
"Can't pay your tv bill Bruce".
I spit angrily .
Bruce looks at me with a smothered rage and turns his attention back to the tv.
A fuzzy picture appears on the screen and it's a video of the joker live in the stolen swat van.
"Good morning Gotham!!"
He's annoyingly cheerful and he lets out one of his blood curdling crackles.
"As vicky stated we are currently out of the Batmans little prison and we intend to stay this way. Now I know all of you have probably heard of recents events where the red hood and his little lady tried killing me and harley here but we just can't let them get away with that now can we."
Harley peeks her head into the camera and makes a fake sad face. joker then slowly turns the camera back to his face.
"Well Mr hood your not the only one who has been researching his targets".
My heart grows rapid and I begin to pull out my phone.
"Hey harls we should make this are second home after we rid it of pests.
He turns the camera toward the warehouse and I almost feel my stomach twist .the warehouse is in full view of the camera.
"See you soon".
I rip the phone from my pocket and dial lacys number, holding the phone to my face I'm praying she'll pick up in time.
"Jason where are you there's thugs all over the house!!!
Lacys voice is a whisper covered with calmed sobs.
"Lacy get out of there jokers crew will find you no matter where you are!"
I don't care that every one is watching me turn from hardcore badass to love sick puppy.
"I'm in the gun room but I don't know how long I have ,they keep knocking on the wall and I can hear joker"
I go over to the closet wall and kick it hard.
"I shouldn't have left you this morning, I'm so stupid."
I grab a fistful of my hair and keep myself from screaming as loud as I can.
"I want you to put up a fight grab any gun you can and load it!
A loud thud comes through the phone.
"Lacy what was that!! Lacy!!!! Lacy answer me!! What was that!! "
My heart stops when she doesn't answer right away.

The sound of static sparks tells me the lines gone.

I scream at the top of my lungs until my throat stings and I can't breath.
A hand slowly touches my shoulder and I know it's dicks.
"Jason she was trouble anyway your Better off without her influencing you to do even more bad things than you already do."
My heart sinks in my chest and rage fills my mind. I whip around and grab a fistful of dicks short dark hair. with all my force I ram his head into the wall and let the sound of his skull smashing into it fill me with happiness. as soon as he drops to the floor I pick up my foot and smash it straight into his rib cage hearing each rib snap like a twig.
I stomp his chest at least 4 times until anyone makes a move. Damian and Tim are now standing as far away from me as possible but Bruce is in fighting position. I reach for a knife in my holster and pull it out just in time to be rammed football style into a two story book case.
All the books fall on top of me and Bruce and I feel blood begin to drip down from my face.
I angrily grab my knife and drive it straight into his shoulder.
Bruce screams but it more anger than shrill. he grabs the knife and rips it out of his shoulder not showing an ounce of pain except for a tiny wince. The jagged knife is slowly placed on the table Tim had been reading at and Bruces fury burrows it's way inside me, it's clear this fight was over before it begun.