12: What I wanted

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The three of us rushed into Lexcorp. We got to the first floor, then the second, then the third with Damian clearing the path, and Dick pushing my chair. On the fourth floor, there were a huge amount of bots lurking there. They saw us arriving and rushed to our way.

"Leave them to me, the upper floors probably won't have this many robots. I'll hold them off." Damian said and ran, without looking back. He swung his sword and cut the robot's head off. "He got this." Dick said. He pushed my chair very fastly. The robots all went to Damian's direction, he was a good bait.
We rushed to the fifth floor. Like what Damian said, there were only a few bots. Dick pulled out the two electric sticks and tased the robots, then pulled me to the elevator. I pressed the button which say "Top". Which is about fifty stories high.
"This might take a while..." I said.
"Well, this may be a good time for us to talk." Dick looked at me.
"Okay... What do you want to talk about?" I looked back.
"I know that things got awkward after... you know. You've always been my best friend, ever since I got here, Gotham. And..."
"Yes?"
He looked uncertain whether to tell me this.
"After Bruce and I caught the penguin, someone dressed in a leather jacket, and a red cowl. He tried to assassinate the Penguin, but Bruce saved him."
"And?"
"I fought him. His moves are just like Bruce's. Like Bruce had taught him before."
"Wait... are you implying that it's Jason?"
"There's no solid proof... but it keeps messing up with my mind... I don't know what to think. I left because I can't stand how Bruce does things, and I hate to live in his shadows. But Jason... he was just a kid." Dick looked down, depressed. His smile faded.

"Hey, look at me. I get it. I was there... You weren't. It was also part of my fault. Not yours though. And the biggest problem it's the psychopath clown, not you." I looked into his eyes. "Even though we aren't lovers anymore, you're still my best friend. And my best partner I ever had. I'm here for you..." I smiled at him.
"If you need someone to talk to, I'm a great choice. Well, maybe after Starfire."

"We aren't a thing. She's just an old friend."
"Oh, is that so? I think I kinda... misunderstood something." Just as I finished my sentence, we arrived at the top floor. "Let's just focus on the mission. Ready? boy wonder."
"Way ahead of you, batgirl." Dick held his sticks tightly.

He stepped out of the elevator as I wheeled behind him. There was no one. No one except Lex Luthor standing in front of his million dollar computer.

"Miss Gordan, we meet again." Lex turned around.
"Uh.." Dick was confused.
"Long story. We're here to save the world." I said. "Step away from the computer, or we will make you."

"Okay." Lex raised his hands, and stepped away from the computer. I wheeled forward and started working. I easily bypassed the security code and sent the code for the electric tower.
That was too easy. If Lex was here alone all the time, he could have done it himself. Even Dick could do it.
"Why." I turned around and asked him.
"Pretend it's an imaginary situation. What if the robots were controlled from her. What if it's from Lexcorp. What if, light is behind it? Forcing someone to do this." Lex said.
I clearly understood what he meant. The light forced him to make this event happen. When the supers were gone, mysteriously.

"And I don't see why this doesn't benefit me. The electric tower is now charged, we could heal you right now."

"What is he saying Babs?" Dick asked.
"I will be seeing you tomorrow again, miss Gordan. I expect you will have made your mind by then."

I nodded. Then Lex disappeared. Turns out he was a hologram. Probably hiding in some safe space.
"Come on... Let's go." I boarded the chopper waiting outside. Dick didn't ask me what is going on. He's probably waiting for me to tell him. But I stayed silent. I didn't want anyone from the bat family to know.

I looked down from the window. All the destruction, all because of people. I hated that. Always have. I started being Batgirl because I was inspired by my dad, and Batman, to help people. And find my true self, under all the sadness and anxiety. As I grew older, I was no longer fifteen. Things happened. What I remember most, is the nightmares, of the clown. And losing my legs, made me feel I was lost.
Like I had to do something to keep my place. I became Oracle. Got lost of who I wanted to be.

All I want is the world to have peace. And I could be a happy, normal teenage girl. I guess I made my mind clear, I'm leaving to Lexcorp. But not without saying some certain goodbyes.

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