{batman}
{trapped part 2 - Bruce Wayne X reader}
[a/n - woot woot lets get this shizzzzzzz started]
"Are you ready?" Bruce asks, nodding towards the younger boy. you were sitting in a laboratory of sorts, behind glass. the boy entered the room and smiled widely at you as he uncuffed you and took a deep breath. Bruce made his way into the room and stood in the corner as you grinned at both of them. Once your hands were free, you spun around and did jazz hands while screaming at the top of your lungs. then you pouted. your lips opened to say something, but then you stopped yourself. you shook your head to clear it and looked at them both.
"Lets get this started, I'm ready, how bout you?" You asked, licking your lips in anticipation as your hands started to tinker with the hem of the large shirt. the boy nodded and started to run around you. slowly it escalated, and you felt yourself being lifted somehow from the floor.
"woah." you whispered. before you could fully 'transport' , you flicked your wrist and Bruce came flying into the red circle with you. He tried to move but was stationary frozen in place.
the boy, Barry, couldn't slow down, so He kept going faster and faster until with a popping of their ears, they were in another place, only minus the boy.
you let your hold on Bruce go as you looked up in awe. you were on a construction sight not far from regular life as you could here the working bustle of what could only be New York City. Bruce ran to the side to vomit as his hands began shaking. He looked up, his eyes red and his mouth frowning. You turned around and smiled.
"Watcha smilin' about darlin' ? " you asked innocently. you pulled the golden and black revolver out of your shorts and aimed it at him cocking the gun as Bruce stiffened. one eye was closed in concentration, your head tilted as you tongue stuck out slightly over you black lips.
click. "boom". You whispered laughing as Bruce winded for the impact of the bullet.
"It's right here silly!" You said, pulling out the matte black bullet from within your bra. There was a glock hidden somewhere in there too, for the matte gold pistol underneath the borrow shirt, sticking out of your holster.
Bruce sighed in visible relied, wiping his mouth as he stood up to his full height. he was so tall you had to tilt your head fully back to look at him.
"you're a tree, silly! " you giggled before spinning around. You slipped the gun back in your holster and the bullet back in your bra as you made your way towards the streets. Bruce sighed in defeat and ran to catch up to you as you grabbed a random metal stick and swing at dangerously over your shoulder.
As soon as you were on the street, you studied around you, until a very large building with a certain letters on it caught your eyes.
"no. fucking. way. " you whispered.
TO BE CONTINUED BC IM EVIL AND PLEASE PEOPLE WHO ARE READING THIS I KNOW U ARE REQUESSTTTT
