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Chapter 19

Damian's pov

I'm perched up on top of the Gotham theatre for the past 30 min, the air is filled humidity the night sky is a reflection of a puzzle maze. Cass and Steph are guarding the two back exits. While Tim and farther are already stationed inside. Dick is near the east wing entrance and Duke and Jason are covering other possible escape roots. 

There's a chill in there air indicating summer's ending . I have school tomorrow, which I have a lacklustre enthusiasm for. Just another year of being taught things I already know and being surrounded by emotional and horny teenagers. My friend group who I spend majority of time with are not an exception to this statement. Evidently they cause me more headaches and drama, I can't fathom how people look up to us and see us as an "it" crew. Were simply high profiled individuals trying to hide our secret identities. Our whole Highschool is a superhero education center, for training the new generation of supers. While the ruse is that it's an elite private rich kid school, but really it's where we are sup-ducted to harsh rigid training to perfect the art of being a hero.

I have two more years then I'm free to take on my own hero identity. Not as robin but make my own name like Dick, Jason and the rest have done. I won't be batman's side kick but my own person and make a change in my own way. I still have to however still take over Wayne enterprises, but that child's play honestly.

A loud zoom erupts from below I quickly conceal my presence while , evidently inspecting the newcomers. A boy who seems about my age jumps off taking his helmet smirking proudly to himself. I can already tell he seems like the asshole type. Then I see her, purple hair flowing, leather pants and black rocker baby t , hints of red in her accessories with purple eye make up thats so sharp they it could cut you itself.

Everything about her is loud and disrespectful and yet it's so distracting. My eye's linger over her, she has a way of demanding a room's attention. She's busy telling off the boy about him riding to fast .I than even see him pull out a twig that was in her hair. Yikes she looks pissed😦 

I should inform everyone that jink has arrived.

(On the bat signal communication link)

"Jinx and a male suspicious individual has arrived."

Bruce: "Can you confirm if her friends are there?"

"Negative. Seems like it's just the two of them."

Jason: "Wait! Maybe it's her boyfriend?"

Steph: "Omg she's two timing Damian."

Duke: "Man that's got to suck, so how does it feel to be the other guy?"

"WE  WERE NEVER TOGETHER-"

I then see the said individual lean in closer to Jinx and kiss her neck. I feel a strange sting in my chest which I can't understand where it's coming from. She leans back giving him more  access, then begins  pulling him in closer with her hands and wraps her legs around him.

I'm not sure what to think or do? They probably thought they were alone that's why they might be displaying such PDA. But no matter how I look at it, the sight just irritates me. They are full on making out now, while his basically dry humping her.  Wow so classy

Bruce: "Damian can you describe the individual with her."

"A piece of fucking shit that looks like he can't even wipe his backside properly."

Jason: "Ha ha ha ha 🤣"

Dick: "Um could you like be more descriptive?"

Bruce: "Damian is everything ok?"

Steph: "What did he just say?"🫢

"Everything's fine I just gave you my observation"

I felt my eyebrow twitched when she began to moan into the kiss. What the hell? I accidentally dropped , my spare walkie talkie  device and it clashed loudly into the trash bin. They immediately pulled apart from the shock of the noise . I make a b- line dash down the side of theatre to retrieve it. My heart pumping out o my chest. I then sneak my way over to the second back door and watch as another car pulls up.

I see the two other girls from the party pull up and agitatedly step out and meet up the other two. The guy tries to wipe off Jinx's lipgloss of him, but it's a pathetic attempt just like him.😒 The other two must know what they were up to and it seem like  that so called Rachel is not a fan. I see that Tiffany girl hand Jinx an interesting looking duffel bag. I bet that's where the jewellery is stored. They then use bandannas to disguise there identities.

"The other two pulled up now. I can also confirm the jewellery is probably in that deranged looking duffel bag Jinx is carrying."

Bruce: "Everyone be prepared the deal is about to happen."

Everyone: "Affirmative"

 My pulse has finally returned to normal but I can't shake this irrational irritation.... 

Fuck it !

Scratch irritation I'm pissed 

Jinx's pov

The alleyway is far from friendly place, glass and trash stained it's floor and some mystery red goo which I was not keen on finding out what it was splattered across a wall. I hear Tiffany mutter an eww as we walk towards the theatre's door. Brooks without missing a beat opened the back door it was surprisingly unlocked. We follow him inside without out uttering a single word.

The inside  was a shadow trapped in brick and mortar, where the past clung like cobwebs. Inside, a chill ran down the spine, and the floorboards groaned as if warning intruders. Faded velvet curtains drooped like tired sentinels, and crooked chandeliers flickered, casting jagged shadows across the ornate, cracked ceiling. Dust motes twisted in the thin, grimy light like tiny, trapped spirits.

Rows of threadbare seats curved around the stage, their scratched wood echoing every footstep. Yellowed posters clung to the walls, their smiling actors' faces now faintly sinister in the gloom. Backstage, shadows pooled around dangling ropes and forgotten costumes, the air thick with mildew and decay, hinting at things that watched and waited.

Every corner held a secret—echoes of applause turned sighs, whispers of stolen glances, passions that had burned and never left. The theatre wasn't empty; it was alive, and it remembered everything.

Rachel: "Creepy didn't the joker burn this place once?"

Tiffany: "What building in Gotham has the joker mot burned down?"

"Guys hush we need to be quiet." I instruct them 

Brooks takes us up a flight of stairs, there's no noise but the clicks of our shoes. He takes my hand when we pass a pitch dark section. I felt Tiffany, bump into me twice from the back, I'm not a huge fan of the dark but we need to get through this for the mission. Jinx remember all that money we are about to make. Also why is Brooks hand so dry. Like the dude could use some serious lotion. 🫢

Brooks: "We here ladies."

— Hey......

 how ya'll doing 🥲

Guess who had to rewrite this part 5 times....

Me

So hope you like it and pls pray for my sanity cause wow 🤩