BATFAMILY | Imagines

BULLET WOUND| Batmom

Word count [1282]

The nightly breeze swirled around the hooded figure who stood on one of the roof tops in Gotham, the person looked down over the streets. A soft sigh fell from their lips as they shook their head lightly, a car sped down one of the main roads, whizzing unrhymatically as it nearly crashed into the other vehicles surrounding it.

"Here we go again." A feminine voice fell from the hooded figures lips, she peered over the ledge of the building before stepping forwards and jumping from the tall facility. She reached down quickly and pulled out a grappler, aiming at the building opposite the one she had just jumped from and aimed, releasing the long piece of rope which connected, piercing through a part of the bricks.

She pulled on the grapple, lifting her legs lightly as leverage when she started steering in the right direction. Her feet made contact with the stone wall, her hands grasping a tighter hold on he object she held, allowing her to climb the building vastly. Her hands set on the ground floor at the top, hauling herself up, one standing she pulled down her hood down revealing a soft face, a domino mask covering her bright Y/E/C orbs behind the dim ashy tone.

The woman walked over to the over side of the building where she was met with four other figures, a smile falling upon her lips when she saw them look her way.

"Bout time." Red Hood chuckled, looking down at his wrist in a jokingly gesture as if he had a watch on.

"I'm here now aren't I?" She shrugged, waltzing over to stand between Batman and Robin. She looked down at the kid and smirked, then looked back up to Bats with the same feature only raising her eyebrow aswell. "So what are we dealing with here B."

"The Joker. Robbery at Gotham banking centre." Batman stated side eyeing the woman as she scoffed, placing her hands on her hips while looking over the buildings ledge and into the streets where she saw a familiar black van which a few masked goons were stepping out from.

The 'Corbeau' stepped forth and slipped from the roof again, grabbing onto the ledge before she fully fell. Her free hand went to her belt where she pulled out a anchored rope which she attached to the roof before starting to descend down the side of the banking facility. Her eyes squinted when she noticed the Joker stepping from one of the other vans that had just pulled up behind the other, a curse leaving her lips when she jumped the rest of the way down and rushed around to the front of the building.

The woman crashed through the double doors, purposley catching the attention of the Joker and his goons. She walked forwards slowly, holding eye contact with the clown prince of Gotham himself who was looking at her smugly, his hands rising with a pistol pointing out to his left as he cackled lowly.

"Nawh if it isn't Mrs. Bats..." Corbeau's lip raised in a sneer, a growl emitting from her lips while the Joker mocked her. "Where is Batsy anyway, doll?"

"Around." She murmered, looking behind her when she heard several thuds sound from the outside. A small smile graced her lips when she saw Batman and the boys making their way inside to stand at her side. "Told ya' Jokes, he's always around."

"Busted." Red Hood called out, walking forwards while pulling out his two pistols from the holsters on eiether side of his chest. Just as the boy was about to pull the safety trigger a goon stepped forward and brought the butt of his own gun down upon Red's head. "Hard way it is I see. Nice."

A few other goons started to come towards the vigilantes. Nightwing elbowed the one to his right, ducking just in time for the other to throw a punch which made contact with the goon opposite him. Red Robin was hauled back by another to which he reeled his head back and made the man loosen his grip. Robin had his fists at the ready, in a fighting stance when he saw several henchmen running his way.

Corbeau went to lunge at the Joker but was stopped by one of the bigger henchmen, she smiled up at him. Her arm swung back and then swiftly forged forwards making contact with the mans masked face, a sickening crunch emitted from beneath. Batman was already busy fighting off a few of the others that had joined in on the fight.

The woman had jumped up at the man, swinging her legs around his neck and was successfully able to bring him to the ground as she released the majority of her body weight on his which was lucky enough to send him to the floor. Her eyes scanned the room, catching sight of the Joker who had his gun cocked at the ready aimed at the youngest Vigilante.

"Dam-Robin?!" Her words mixed as she jumped up and started running in his direction. It was as if it all went in slow motion, the echo of a gun shot rang through the room making everybody turn to the source of sound. A grunt passed through the corbeau's lips as the small metal object ripped through the skin of her abdomen, passing through the barriers of skin and flesh.

"Al'umu!" Robin called out, running towards the older woman who had dropped to her knees from the impact of the bullet rippling through her body. He slid to his knees beside her, catching her by her arms to hold her in place.

"Hey Dami, it's okay. M'fine." She whispered to him sending a smile his way though he tutted and shook his head. "Been through worse..."

"Why did you do that Al'umu? It was meant for me." Damian looked into his 'mothers' eyes in despair then his ocean blues trailed down to the red patch that had stared to seep through her suit.

"I'd never let my boys get hurt Dame, not as long as I can help it." She let out a hoarse chuckle, pushing on the boys shoulders so she could stand up. Her hand reached out and grasped his own, pulling him up from his spot on the ground.

"You cant fight, you hurt."

"Seems your father and brothers have dealt with it." The ravenette turned to see that the others had indeed done much while the two were in their own little world. The henchmen were down, unconscious while the Joker was stood there with his pale hands in cuffs as Bats handed him over to Jim Gordon, chief police officer at GPD.

"Ma' are you okay?" Jason rushed forwards with worry swirling within his iris's.

"I'm fine Jaybird, I just need to get home and rest up I guess. Oh and get this bullet out of my body." She pointed down towards the open wound, wincing as she moved around making it sting and ache. Her left hand came down to it and applied the pressure needed.

"C'mon mum." Dick pulled her arm up and hooked it around his neck, leading her out of the building and onto the streets where she spotted Tim and Bruce standing by the Batmobile.

"Mum-"

"I'm fine Timmy, I swear." She chuckled at the distressed look upon his face and waved him off.

"Let's get you home my love." Bruce took her away from Dick and helped her into the passenger side of the vehicle, he placed a kiss on her temple before shutting the door and heading to the drivers side.