Reincarnated as Supergirl (YJ / Kara Zor-El (Comics))

Chapter 59

Selina felt a pit forming in her stomach as she slowly looked away from the unknown Super floating in the air and towards the TV where the Joker smiled at them.

Fuck, things could never be simple with the damn Clown. Of course, he couldn't have been disabled or dead, no, he had to play his games. Almost in slow motion, a drop of cold sweat ran down her face as she hurriedly thought about what to do.

The problem of dealing with the Joker was just how damn unpredictable he was. With every other villain, she could generally count on them acting on self-interest, but the Joker was as likely to simply give up as he was to blow himself up with a nuke— heck, he had almost done just that that one time before the Bat stopped it.

The question was what he was up to now? The Joker was an attention whore so, if he had been ready for an attack, he could decide to just blow them all up in anger upon being interrupted... And yet, if he hadn't been ready, letting him monologue would just give him time to prepare.

As the one most familiar with the insane bastard, Selina knew it was probably her call to make

"Buy me time," said Minion 3's voice through the comms. "I'm using Forge's drones to locate the transmission."

She almost sighed in relief, the decision being taken out of her hands. Still, it didn't make her any less tense, muscles ready to spring into motion the second the Joker made any sudden movement on the screen.

"You know, I am quite disappointed," the Clown mumbled, putting a finger over his mouth as he looked at each member of their group in thought. Finally, he focused on her. "Here I was all ready to play with the Bat, had a speech and everything, and it turns out it's just his cat and a group of second-rate's. I almost feel... neglected."

He spoke in a quiet, even voice, Selina might have almost mistaken him for a sane man if she didn't know any better. That infernal smile never left his mouth and his eyes... Selina hated the way he looked at her as if she was a toy that had lost its shine.

"Still, perhaps disappointment is the theme of this whole play, no? The Injustice League was certainly disappointed when dear Ivy declined our invitation, and I think she was quite disappointed when we didn't take no for an answer."

Grabbing the camera, the Joker extended his arm, twisting around on his office chair while scratching his chin in thought. Briefly, Selina caught sight of at least two different silhouettes in the background.

Damn, he had some kind of backup.

"Joker is still in the building," Minion 3 whispered in her ear. "One of Forge's drones is almost there, just give me a minute and I can disable him."

"I suppose you're here to rescue your redhead friend then? It's almost cute," releasing the camera back on top of a table, the Clown licked his lips, waved a hand over his hair and sighed. "You know what's funny? I was actually planning on freeing Ivy in a day or two if nobody showed up.

"Yeah, a few days ago a new friend informed me the Injustice League was just a distraction, a sideshow. As you can imagine, the discovery was quite disappointing for me, so I was going to give the Bat another day to find us and, if not, let Ivy loose on them. Giving her the chance to use the very weapon they had kidnapped her for against them seemed like a suitable punishment... And I do so love the irony."

Selina could see the Joker doing exactly that and, if she wasn't sure he'd try to drive her friend insane before that, she'd actually regret this whole rescue operation. Using Joker's distraction, she repositioned herself, subtly sliding closer to the door containing the kidnapped Supervillain and preparing her claws.