JLA high

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(Batman / Bruce POV )

It's been a month since Diana arrived here. She's even managed to make Clark and I become friends. At first, I rejected, but then she gazed at me with those eyes. Those stunning crystal blue eyes. She came up behind us, grabbed our necks and pulled us together. Clark laughed and I ... just stood there.

(Wonder Woman POV)

Since studying here for a month, I have gotten used to the environment. I have visited Metropolis and Gotham and my name is recognised now.

As I ruffle Clark's hair, he looks up at me and says "I'm sorry, Diana.".
"For what you did a month ago?" I ask.
"Yeah. I was an idiot." He says, then stares at Batman and asks "So, Bats, are you going to the party?".
"No." I reply quickly.
"Diana, are you going?" Superman asks.
"A party?" I ask, unaware a party was planned for tonight.
"Yeah, it's in Paris." Clark says excitedly
"I heard it's being held by the...almighty Bruce Wayne.".
"Bruce Wayne, I have heard of him." I say and quickly notice Batman looking extremely uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" I ask suspiciously.
"Nothing." He replies, as always.
"You always say that." I say, slightly irritated.
"Well... who cares. I'm glad both of you are friends now." He replies, but I'm almost certain he doesn't mean it.

We walk to a cafe where we are planning to have lunch with some of my new friends.
Clark, Batman and I sit alongside J'on, Flash and Aqua Man at a table.
"So Diana, have you gone on a date before?" Aqua Man asks.
"No, I'm not planning to either." I reply.
"Why?" He asks curiously.
"I actually don't know." I answer, honestly.
"Probably because we're men." Batman says with a sarcastic bark.
"Yes, probably." I reply and look over at him. I feel something when he talks to me, looks at me, but I don't know what it is. I worry that he hates being around me, he never even smiles. It kind of makes me....sad. No, it can't just be me he looks miserable around. I hope it isn't.

"Every person at the training arena." A voice announces and we all stand up.  But then everybody falls to the floor, except me.
What's happening? Is everyone dead?
In a panic, I kneel down next to Batman and shout into his ear "Bat!". When I get no response, I feel his pulse and sigh with relief when I realise he's alive. Then he awakes.
"Bat!" I shriek as he opens an eye and mumbles "What happened?"
"Everyone passed out! I don't know why!" I say anxiously.

"Hahahahahahahahah!" A high, screeching voice laughs.
"Damn it." Batman says with a groan.
"What's wrong?" I ask nervously.
"The Joker, that's what's wrong." He replies as he sits up.
"Oh dear, it seems like the Amazon didn't go to sleep." The voice screeches.
"Boo hoo." I hear another voice shriek "Mistah J it's in place."
"SHUT UP HARLEY!" The first voice yells angrily.
"Joker, what a pleasure." Batman shouts in a mocking voice.
"Well, well, well, it seems my game has a extra character. So Batsy, introduce me to this wonderful beauty." He says with a small giggle.
"Where are you?" I ask, confused as to where the voices are coming from.
"Well, telling you would be cheating, wouldn't it. Follow the steps to paradise!"   The voice screeches.

Everything suddenly turns black but a long trail of green lights up some of the bodies on the floor.
"We need to follow it." Batman says as he stands up.
"Wait." He commands, picks up a bit of goo and places it in a small pot attached to his belt.
"It's paint." He states and we start to follow it.

"Batsy, do want to know why I got these scars?" The screeching voice asks and then tells the story "Well, my dear old Daddy was a drinker and after going to the pub one night, he comes back home even crazier than usual. Dear Mommy grabs the kitchen knife to defend herself and he doesn't like that one little bit. I watch as he takes the big scary knife from her, turns to me and asks 'Why so serious?'. He walks over to me with the knife and repeats 'Why so serious?' then sticks it in my mouth. Oh and here comes the good part! Then, he says 'Let's put a smile on that face! And...WHY SO SERIOUS?'. Ahahahahahahahah!" He falls into peals of laughter at his ridiculous tale.

"Move!" Batman yells and he pushes me out of the way.
"Hahahahah! Well, nasty it seems to care. Hahah! Nice instincts, but not good enough!" The voice teases and a large hole in the floor suddenly appears where I was standing. A nasty liquid, acid I think, starts spraying out of the gaping hole. Bullets suddenly start shooting out of thin air so I jump in front of Batman and block them. The bullets stop so I sigh with relief but I suddenly feel an excrutiating pain in my side.
"Ahhhhhhh." I groan as I am zapped and dragged away from Batman. The last word I hear is my name.

"Diana!"