"Jason."
He winced at the sound, he understood that Bruce was only trying to help. However, it did not change things between them at the moment.
"Will you please talk to me?" he lightly placed his hand on his shoulder.
Jason simply shook him off, "Please just leave me alone will you? I don't feel like talking to anyone right now."
"Alright that's it," Bruce forcefully turned him around and punched him square in the face. Jason tumbled harshly backwards and landed with a loud thud on the hardwood floor.
"What the hell?!?!?!" Jason screamed at the top of his lungs, he pushed himself up with his elbows and lunged at Bruce, "It's your fault those kids got hurt!!!!!," more mindless punches were swung at the air. Bruce effortlessly avoided each one of them.
"There wasn't anything we could have done about it you idiot!" one of the punches just barely nicked Bruce's jaw.
"Nothing we could have done?!?!? I was just about to run in when you tackled me down!!!" one punch to the jaw and a kick to the groin sent Bruce flying across the room, his eyes tripled their size. Jason was strong but he had never attempted to give him as much as a friendly punch to the arm. He couldn't understand why this particular situation made him go ballistic.
The tears were now flowing down Jason's face, "Those kids needed us and we let them down," he swallowed and turned towards the window, "you trying to sit here and tell us we're the heroes isn't helping anything."
"She's getting in your head don't you understand that?!?!" Bruce stood up and walked to his side.
Jason stood face to face with the only man who had ever cared about him in this life ,and he croaked out the only words that had been stirring in his head,"Maybe its because I'm realizing that we're the villains Batman."
With those last words now haunting Bruce's head, Jason gave him one sad look and turned to streets of Gotham.
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Jason headed to the only place he knew he would be safe....the last place he saw his brother. He walked with his hands in his pockets staring at all of the parents with their children. Bad thoughts started filling his mind as he wondered that if maybe his mother hadn't been a crack addict and his father a drunk, he wouldn't have to turn to this type of life. Sure he loved helping people, and Bruce had always been like a father to him but he couldn't help himself. He craved to have the life that most guys his age had, they didn't have to worry about having peoples lives in their hands. All they had to worry about was getting laid and wearing cologne. He shook the thoughts out of his brain. He OBVIOUSLY had no idea what young adults did.
"Excuse me?"
He rapidly whipped his head and faced the small young lady in front of him, "umm yes?" He had very little contact with civilians, and when he did have contact with them he was wearing a mask so you could say he was a little awkward.
She smiled and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm a little new to the city and I'm lost will you mind helping me out."
As someone that deals with criminals on a daily basis, Jason had to become a very observant person. So he didn't miss how beautiful this girl was, she stood at about 5'6 which was nothing to his 6'3 figure. She had the darkest hair imaginable and eyes that were somewhere in between blue and green. The girl bit her lip in a nervous matter, and nostalgia filled him.
"Of course where are you headed?" he smiled back.
"Oh thank you!" she sighed in relief," Well my names Emily."
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The Dark Knight: The Joker Returns (The Joker's Daughter)
Fiksi PenggemarShe had been told what to do her entire life, she was abandoned and left alone. Who was the cause of her pain and suffering? The one and only Joker. Now she had to take away anything that he had ever worked for and that includes killing his nemesis...
