The Girl With The Half Brother Robin (Book1)

2. Him

"Argh!" Ivy screamed in pain and frustration. I grinned. "Stop it!"she demanded.

Poison Ivy was one of Arkham Asylum's inmates and one of Gotham's "popular villians". She was eco-conscious of the world and she is OBSESSED with plants, let me tell you.

I flipped over and landed an the ground and pulled a thick root out and a patch of flowers. She screamed again.

Surrounded in her flowered coccoon, she tried to cast dark green thickets but I was too quick.

We were in the garden, where her main base was. 

"Just tell me Ivy! And I will stop trying to kill everyone of your plants!" I said.

Selina has been missing for a few weeks. I began to worry.

Her green eyes burned with fury and her brass chestnut hair flowed nicely over her shoulders. "Never," She said.

A thick root cracked open the ground and caught me by the leg. 

"gah!" I screamed.

Ivy tossed me up in the air and caught me upside on the torso. Her vines had a steel grip and started to curve up my chest like constricting boas. I began to gasp for air.

Her thicket moved forward towards me as thin vines curled up my neck. She bared her teeth.

"How does it feel, Huntress, to be snatched up from the ground and torn out?!" I could feel her vines turning steel hard and breaking through the  the armor of my thighs and arms. It penetrated my skin and began to seeth with pain. I screamed and slowly began to lose consciousness.......

I felt the vines collapse and saw a wing ding fly back to Nightwing. I was grateful. 

He caught me and said, "How many times do I have to say DON'T POKE THE BEAR?"

I was half conscious and said, "I like poking the bear."

I tried to get up, but fell. Dick caught me.

"No, Helena. the toxin is drenching your system with poisons. There's NO way you'll be functioning properly let alone walk in a straight line." 

He was right. "hmmmmphhgggg," Was all I could say and I passed out.

                                  .................

"Do you see that, Huntress?"  a spotlight turned on and I saw blood on the white floor. A boy hung with his head down was in a wheel chair, his face bloodied and swollen.

I walked caution and bent down to see the face. With my fingertips, I lifted the face up.

"Jason?" I asked with surprise and shock.

"Indeed it is! This little bird's a tough one." A deadly yet cheerful voice said.

The Joker.

He walked into the spotlight and placed his hands on Jason's shoulders.

"J-Joker?" I asked with shock. He died 6 months ago.....

"Why so shocked to see me Huntress? We met on many occasions.....even back when you were Sparrow!" He laughed manically and then frowned. "Except when since i'm dead."

I stared at Jason. He was so badly beaten up. How could his body withstand so many injuries? How could he not break?

Joker caught my gaze. "Oh yeah, Jason. I shoulda made him look more presentable. The little bird got hit by a stone and now i am tending his wing. Isn't that nice?" Joker grinned.

I was horrified.

" You sick sadistic..." I didn't know what to say. I launched at him but it felt like I. slammed into glass. Joker approached me.

"Oh no no no. You're here to enjoy the show." Joker laughed again.

Joker grabbed his pocket knife and cut the binds on the chair loose. Jason crumpled to the ground. He couldn't even stand. Then, Joker grabbed the crowbar next to him as Jason began to helplessly crawl away into the darkness.

I slammed my fists against the invisible force barrier but all had no avail. I screamed for Jason.

"Just a little more, little bird,"Joker said as he raised his crowbar and walked into the darkness and laughed.

"Please! No no no! I'm begging!" Jason pleaded. Joker had gotten him down to the point where he would BEG. But Joker simply just laughed. Jason screamed in terror and pain.

"JASON!" I screamed.

I woke up screaming and flailing around. I heard the monitor crazily beep as Bruce, Alfred, and Dick came rushing towards me.

" We need to sedate her!" Bruce said.

"No! She's fine! Let me do this, Bruce!" I heard Dick yell.

"Helena! Helena! Focus!" I heard Dick yell. He curved his hands over my cheeks and turned my head towards his face. His blue eyes were riveting and worried.

I calmed down.

 I threw my arms around Dick's neck and hugged him then began to cry. I felt him hug me back.

"Its ok. You're fine. It wasn't real." He comforted me. 

There I was, standing up with tubes surrounding me and hugging Dick. 

"But but....it was so real. I saw Jason...and  and...."my voice trailed.

"Its ok, Helena. You're okay." he said.

" I loved him, Dick. I truly did." I said as another tear streamed down my cheek. 

I loved....

and I lost.