Mischief and Madness

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"HAHA Batsy you can chase us but you'll never catch us" My mother yelled as we ran on the rooftops. I was surprised our heels didn't slid on the tile but there hovering above us was my fathers helicopter. He threw us a rope and we both jumped, my mother caught it so I tried and I began to slide down it if Harely hadn't grabbed my wrist and we both made our way up the rope.

"I'm glad you girls are safe" my father said pulling us into a hug or so we thought, shots rang out missing me and Joker but one hit my mother in the side. I was furious and jumped out of the helicopter landing in front of the shooter. "Phantom!" My father yelled.

"Go!" I cried. So I watched as my father cradled my injured mother while I fought. I punched the shooter then kicked him back, I took a knife from my boot and slit his throat and he dropped to my feet, my clothes becoming blood splattered. I watched the helicopter fly away from me and I began to try and find another means of transport. I walked till I reached street level and kept walking. It began to rain so I wrapped my arms around my tiny frame and kept walking, my green hair getting soaked, my make up washing away. I probably looked normal.

I heard a cars horn from behind me and there sat the purple Lamborghini being driven by one of the henchmen, so I ran over and climbed in. He sped back to the mansion but he stopped me on the door step before we could walk in. "Listen your mother was hurt bad but is okay now, just be careful around your father, he has a short fuse at the moment" he told me, but I had a shock when we walked in because my father shot the henchman, he must have heard him. His body dropped next to me.

"The only person who can give my daughter advice is me, because I'm her father not you!" J exclaimed and shot his body again. Of course I just sighed and rolled my eyes.

"You're so embarrassing!" I yelled walking up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"To my room and then I'll clean up your mess" I snarled, while my father laughed hysterically I got changed out of my wet clothing and then grabbed the mop and bucket before walking back down and my father was gone probably with my mother so I began to drag the body out and drop it into the acid fields out back and then began to mop up the floor, once done I then decided to go and see my mother. I creaked the door open and I saw my father was sitting next to her mumbling things to himself and blaming himself.

I sat on the opposite side and I placed my hands on his. "It's not your fault" I said quietly and as comforting as I could.

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