DC Girls x Male Reader

Chapter 1 - Clash At The Mayors Office

Word count: 1114

"Hey, you up for watching the game tonight after all this guarding?" one of the two guards asked his companion.

"Uh, sorry, man. I can't. I promised Linda I'd look after the baby tonight," the other guard replied.

"Aw, don't worry about it. There's always next time-" The guard's words were abruptly cut off as both of them were struck by tranquilizer darts.

Both guards crumpled to the floor, incapacitated, as Y/N emerged from behind a nearby plant. A mischievous grin played across Y/N's face. "Too easy," He chuckled softly to Himself. With confidence, Y/N strode towards the door that led to the mayor's office.

Y/N unleashed a powerful kick, shattering the door as they burst into the mayor's office. Startled, the mayor leaped from his seat, his eyes wide with shock. "What is the meaning of this madness?" the mayor demanded, his voice filled with confusion and concern. His gaze then shifted to the two guards lying helpless on the ground, their incapacitated forms a clear indication that something had gone terribly wrong.

It's nothing personal, just business," Y/N uttered in a chilling tone, their voice devoid of emotion. Raising their gun, He aimed it directly at the mayor, who pleaded desperately for mercy. "Please, reconsider! I'll do anything," the mayor begged, his voice trembling with fear.

Just as Y/N was about to pull the trigger, the dead silence was broken by the sound of shattering glass. A window near them exploded into shards as a dark and enigmatic figure materialized in the room, emanating an aura of mystery and power.

"Ugh, it's you, always ruining my plans, Batman. Can't you go Fuck bats or something? I'm in the middle of something," Y/N grumbled, clearly annoyed by Batman's timely intervention.

Batman's steely resolve remained unwavering as he confronted Y/N. "I'm not letting you escape this time, Y/N! Your crimes won't go unpunished," Batman declared, his voice firm and resolute.

"Fuck this!" Y/N exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice, before pulling the trigger and firing a bullet that pierced through the mayor's chest. A horrified gasp escaped Batman's lips as he quickly rushed to the wounded mayor's side, checking for signs of life.

"Fool! What have you done?" Batman shouted, his voice filled with anguish and determination. He swiftly scooped up the injured mayor, evading the subsequent barrage of bullets fired by Y/N.

"Fuck, I missed his vital spot. I need to improve my aim," Y/N growled menacingly, determination burning in his eyes. He continued shooting at the mayor, intent on finishing the job, only for Batman to snatch the mayor away, skillfully evading the deadly hail of bullets and fleeing the scene with the wounded mayor in his arms.

"Hell no, you're not getting away with my target!" Y/N shouted, relentlessly pursuing Batman. They unleashed a hail of bullets, one of which found its mark, striking Batman's leg. As a result, Batman stumbled, losing his grip on the mayor who fell to the ground.

Surprised and bewildered, Batman examined the punctured area of his armor. "It pierced my armor? How?" he questioned, his confusion evident. The realization struck him that this adversary possessed a weapon capable of breaching his renowned defense. "Who is this guy?" Batman wondered aloud, his mind racing to identify the mysterious assailant.

Undeterred by Batman's fall, Y/N confidently approached, laughter echoing through the air. "Did you really think you could escape?" Y/N taunted, relishing in their apparent triumph. However, Batman's voice cut through the tension. "No, I was buying time,"

"Are we late?" another mysterious figure chimed in, causing a tense atmosphere. Y/N's gaze hardened as he recognized the familiar presence. "Nightwing," Y/N uttered coldly, memories of past encounters flooding his mind. "Nice to see you again, buddy. Has your arm healed after I broke it?" Nightwing taunted, laughter lacing his words.

"Fuck off, dickface!" Y/N retorted, a mix of embarrassment and fury fueling his response. Another voice broke the tension, this one feminine and belonging to Batgirl. "Do you know him, Nightwing?" she inquired. Y/N abruptly turned towards Batgirl, a mischievous smile forming on his face as they extended a rose towards her. "Hey, how's it going, sweetheart?" Y/N playfully remarked, leaving Batgirl perplexed.

Confusion filled the air as Fighting questioned the source of the rose, but before any answers could be given, Batman swiftly intervened. With a powerful kick to Y/N's back, he sent him crashing to the ground, putting an abrupt halt to his flirtatious advances.

"Ow, what the hell, Batman?" Y/N groaned, pulling Himself up from the ground. The determined Dark Knight wasted no time in responding, declaring his intention to take Y/N to Arkham Asylum. Nightwing and Batgirl swiftly joined Batman's side, ready to apprehend their foe.

"You're ganging up on me? Are you scared to fight me one-on-one?" Y/N taunted, attempting to provoke Batman. However, before he could finish his sentence, Batman's fist connected with his face, delivering a powerful blow. Nightwing followed up with two quick punches to Y/N's stomach, leaving him winded. In an instant, Batgirl delivered a precise kick to Y/N's jaw, rendering him unconscious and ending the skirmish.

Time Skip

Y/N slowly regained consciousness, his eyes flickering open. "Ugh, my head. What the hell happened?" he groaned, attempting to rub his head but realizing he couldn't due to the handcuffs restraining his hands. A wave of confusion washed over him as he tried to piece together the events that had led him to this moment.

"We are taking you to the asylum," Batman stated firmly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead as they headed towards their destination. Y/N's voice filled with disbelief and frustration as he responded, "What! You're really gonna do this to me?" The gravity of the situation settled upon him, realizing that the Dark Knight's resolve was unwavering, and his fate now lay in the hands of Batman as he was being taken to Arkham Asylum.

"So, Batman, let's play rock-paper-scissors. If I win, you let me go, yeah?" Y/N proposed, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Batman remained silent, his focus undeterred.

"I'm gonna take that as a no..." Y/N continued, persistently pestering Batman with requests to be set free. The relentless banter continued for about 40 minutes, stretching Batman's patience to its limits. Finally, they arrived at the imposing gates of Arkham Asylum. Batman let out a sigh of relief, grateful that the incessant bickering was coming to an end, at least for the time being.