Life Is a Soup and I'm a Fork

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~Chapter 7~

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"Do I still wish that it was you?"

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Y/N's Point of View~

"We're not hacking your computer," Banner said. He sounded like I just kicked a puppy, maybe trying to get me to feel guilty for accusing him. 'If they're not hacking Sarah's computer, then who is?' As I was deep in thought, Sarah snapped her fingers in front of my face to bring me back to reality. It seemed like she had figured out something crucial about the situation. 

I looked at Sarah's computer again, seeing an interesting face pop up over and over again after Sarah closed another tab. It was a familiar face, but I couldn't quite place where I had seen it before. Curiosity piqued, so I decided to ask Sarah about it and see if she had any insights into the mysterious person appearing on her screen. "Who is that guy?"

Sarah looked at me in shock before saying, "Come on, Y/N, you fought this guy! How do you not remember?!" I looked back at the clown-looking face. He had green hair, a purple suit, and a scar across his face in the shape of a smile. A permanent smile... Nope! Don't recognize him. I shook my head as Sarah's jaw dropped to the floor. "Oh my fuc—okay. Y/N, you know this guy! Joker!"

My eyes widened slightly as I remembered the man. "Oh! Yeah! Honestly, I'm trying to forget," I replied, turning my attention back to my phone as I heard frustrated sighs.

"Y/N, just tell us where you are," Natasha said frustratedly. The urgency in her voice was palpable as she pleaded for me to disclose my location. I chuckled slightly, shaking my head in disbelief. I'll never tell them. My decision to keep my whereabouts a secret was fueled by a mix of mischievousness and the desire for independence. The thrill of their desperate search only added to my amusement. 

Time Skip-

After hours of trying to stop Joker from hacking Sarah's computer, I finally got all the information I wanted to have bragging rights. I flew to the Avengers Tower and landed at the main entrance. I made it up to the room where everyone was supposed to be, and as I suspected, everyone was there. Seemingly ready to interrogate me as I walked into the room, I could feel the tension in the air. Their stern expressions and crossed arms indicated their determination to get answers from me. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the intense questioning that awaited me. It was clear that they were not going to let me off the hook easily, and I knew I had to be cautious with every word I chose. However, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, knowing that I had successfully thwarted Joker's hacking attempt and obtained valuable information, with the help of Sarah, of course. 

I looked around the room, hoping to find an open seat, but no! Everyone wanted to sit a certain distance away from each other, but there was not enough room for someone to sit in between. I saw Tony holding my mask with a smirk. Tony Stark opened his mouth, saying, "What if y-"

"If you seriously propose that I sit on your lap, I will kill you," I said, cutting him off. I walked into my room and grabbed one of my bags before going back into the main room.

"Y/N, are you mad?" Steve asked as I sat on the floor and pulled out knives. I noticed everyone's eyes widen. I started sharpening the knives I pulled out, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. The metallic sound of the blades against the whetstone filled the room, intensifying the tension in the air. As I continued to focus on my task, a mischievous smile slowly spread across my face, hinting at the hidden purpose behind my actions. 

"No," I replied, keeping it short and sweet. I didn't want to elaborate on my answer, knowing that further explanation would only complicate things. I wasn't going to do anything; I just wanted to see what they would do.

Everyone looked confused at my response. "So, sharpening knives at 4 a.m. is just a hobby?" Bruce Wayne asked, raising an eyebrow. I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, when you're an ex-assassin like me, it's important to have some unconventional hobbies," I replied with a mischievous grin.  

All the superheroes started asking me questions. Some I would answer, some I wouldn't. I got another phone call, this time from Jade. My curiosity was piqued; I wondered what could be so urgent that Jade was calling me amidst the superhero chaos. Ignoring the commotion around me, I quickly answered the call, hoping for some clarity in the midst of this unexpected frenzy. "This better be good," I said as I answered. I heard heavy breathing. Was Jade running around my house?

"YN. I can't find your kids anywhere! They were in their rooms, and the next second, they were gone!" Jade yelled as I heard her opening and closing doors. I felt my heart stop as panic surged through my veins. I immediately left the tower, everyone following me. I was at my estate in a matter of a few minutes. I frantically scanned the house, hoping to catch a glimpse of my missing children. Thoughts of their safety raced through my mind, leaving me desperate for answers.

With the help of the others and Jade, we searched for my missing kids. Carson's window was open, and—Carson's window was open! I looked for more clues and found green hair strands on the windowsill. My heart raced as I realized that the Joker had decided to take my children. I immediately alerted the others about the green hair strands, suspecting that Joker was behind this abduction. Determined to find my children, we intensified our search efforts and began strategizing on how to track down Joker and bring my kids back safely. 

Oh! The devil will have to get creative by the time I'm done with Joker!

'How dangerous' I thought

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'To finally have something worth losing' 



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