White Knight-Batman SI (Bruce x Rachel)(OC x Selina Kyle)

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Chapter 35

SELINA KYLE

~Five minutes left~

Selina Kyle was strapped to the chair as the Joker made his attempts at comedy while the clock ticked beside her.

"So the chicken man said..." and she had finally had enough.

"Are you done?" she cut him off, glancing as the clock ticked to the final six minutes.

"You do not seem to be enjoying yourself," he asked, as if he was being genuine in his concern.

He looked like a madman, with his face makeup and purple suit, as he looked at her with those glinting eyes.

"You promised to let her go," she said as her eyes inched to the person hanging upside down just above a vile green liquid that she did not wish to know. A person with an all too familiar face and red hair.

Dr. Palmella Isley.

"Ohh, that I will. I will," he said with a chuckle, "but first, we must wait for your little boyfriend to give himself up."

"Why do you hate Thomas? Why do you do this?" she questioned.

And he looked at her funny as if offended by her words.

"Ohh, I do not hate him. No, no. I care for him deeply," he monologued, surprising her with those words.

"You care for him. Have you lost your mind?" she questioned, her heart quickening.

"Maybe, hahaha," he laughed as he plopped out of his chair and came to stand in front of her.

"But I do, I care for him. I see him trying to heal this broken city, trying to live such a limited and inhibited life following the rules, living as a commoner when he can do anything, and it ENRAGES ME!" he snarled the last words as his spit hit her in the face.

"He controls the city, every aspect of it. He can rule it like a King, wipe off all the blemishes with a single wave of his hand, yet he lives as a mere mortal, pretending to be human when he could be much, much more." He spoke fanatically, and she could not believe her ears.

"He shackles himself with rules and regulations, using the blunt instrument of Batman to do his dirty work as he languishes in his castle, looking down on us all like peasants," he began raving as the clock ticked down.

"I wish to drag him down, wish to see him dirty his own hands. I wish to make a mortal out of him, and you are the key to that achievement," he snarked as he reached into his pocket and took out a timepiece.

"Four minutes left," he said with a smile as suddenly the TV screen shifted.

~Breaking News: We have just been informed that the Wayne family has arranged a special press conference in the City Hall. We will be heading there now for the live press conference~

With that, the screen flickered to the Gotham City Hall, and her eyes widened as she saw the person live on screen.

It was Thomas.

The Joker frowned as he picked up the remote and began to sift through the various news channels. CNN, ABC, ACN, and every news outlet had the same feed, some at different angles, some a second delayed, yet the same feed nonetheless.

~"I believe many of you are speculating on why such an event was considered a necessity, but I believe that it was necessary for me, the Wayne family and Wayne Enterprises to clear up the recent propaganda that has been spewed against us," he began as the Joker frowned his eyes darting between her and the screen.