Chapter 87- Reunion

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-IVY'S POV-

I dreamt of darkness. Thats all I saw even when I managed to wake somehow. As my senses awoke, my arms and legs ached, especially my side.

I wasn't dead, but I was alive in somewhere unknown.

My surroundings were dark, like I was in a pitch black room. It felt like I was in a stood up position, but I wasn't comfortable. I tried to move, and to my horror I couldn't. I was strapped down from head to toe.

I fought against the restraints with all the power I had, even though I still had a bullet wound. I struggled so much that I began to shake the thing I was strapped to so much that It fell forward and crashed to the ground- unfortunately I was still restrained.

"Ivy" I heard a voice tut.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" I screamed against the ground I was facing.

I heard a muffled chuckle in response, then footsteps start to approach me. Within a blink, I noticed that the darkness had disappeared, and a source of light had been turned on. I still couldn't see anything but the ground, as my face was millimetres from it.

"I SWEAR ILL KILL YOU J!" I screamed, as I couldn't stand being in this uncomfortable position any longer.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed hold of the thing I was strapped to, which shut me up.

"Aw" I heard the voice say as I began to be lifted up.

The first thing I saw while I was being lifted up was a pair of black boots. Nothing like J would wear. I began to feel even more panic as a was lifted further up, seeing a familiar outfit style of a sweater and black pants.

"But I'm not Joker" His face grinned sarcastically.

"Bruce" I panicked "good to see you...what a nice little reunion"

"Cut the shit Ivy" he snapped, looking me right in the eyes.

"What?" I raised my eyebrows "pardon me for breathing"

"Don't get smart!" He warned "you can't afford to be now"

"And why's that?" I tested, a slight grin on my face.

He didn't reply straight away, instead he eyed me from my eyes to my mouth with a certain look.
"God...you're just like him now"

"Hah!" I blurted, scrunching my eyes "if i was anything like him, I would be 10 times worse"

"Well...we'll see about that" he trailed off, turning away.

Once he walked away leaving me still strapped against the stand-up gurney, I yelled at him again.

"HEY! COME BACK HERE! HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND ME?"

"Well" he started "In short, I tracked you both down for a long while, then yesterday I decided to finally invade you both but I found you laying in a mud puddle. My plans have changed since then"

"Your plans?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm going to use you like you used me"

My whole body stiffened, feeling a sense of shock and exasperation.
"Let me go now!"

"How does it feel not getting your own way?" He provoked, now standing over a big table with large pieces of paper laying on it. Only then I realised where I was, somewhere I had been before. The Bat Cave.

"How does it feel being a super hero who fucked one of its own arch enemies?" I counted back.

He snapped his head up from looking at a piece of paper on the table, and quickly stormed toward me, grabbing me by the hair.

"How dare you" he hissed "you whore"

Without a second thought, I managed to spit right in his face after I heard his words. He made my whole being radiate anger and all I wanted to do was kill him. It was hard to express my displeasure while I strapped down from head to toe.

He wiped away the spit slowly off his face with the sleeve of his sweater. His expression was a mix of disgust and vexation.

"Interesting" he muttered "why so violent?"

His tone changed. He was good at diminishing anger, unlike I.

"People change" I said flatly.

"Oh please" he scoffed "if people changed, the world would be different from what it is now"

"So? I have nothing to offer the world" I replied, looking at him with hate.

"You have something to offer me" Bruce winced.

My expression hardened.
"I owe you shit"

"You owe Harleen" he stated quickly. I squinted my eyes and smirked at his response.

"Ah, this is what it's about, huh?" I pried.
"A worn out man-bat 'super hero' who's nemesis was killed. Well boo hoo! It was bound to happen"

I could see him gritting his teeth, his face was turning a light shade of red.

"You're walking on thin ice" he warned, raising his index finger.

"So was Harley" I stated with a slight grin "And the bitch got a bullet between the eyes for it"

Suddenly, Bruce grabbed something from his back pocket, and within a blink my whole body was shocked with electricity. A familiar feeling.

I writhed in agony under my restraints, yelling in pain. I could feel the familiar feeling of volts racing through my veins, shaking my core and forcing every hair on my body to stand up straight.

He somehow managed to stop himself, and when he did there was silence until i managed to open my eyes again from the shock. My vision was blur I was used to seeing.

"That all you got? Huh? You piece of shit" I panted, my eyes now turning bloodshot.

Without warning, he shocked me again for even longer. He was worse than Joker.

"Ah!!" I screeched as loud as I could, displaying my signs of pain. This was even worse than with J.

He held it on for a few more seconds then finally let go, walking away quickly and leaving me to shake uncontrollably.

My eyes were unable to blink, and all the veins in my neck were visible. All my limbs twitched every second, still with the volts trapped inside them. The pain was too much to bare. My heart felt like it was on fire.

"Y...Y...You're not a h...hero" I challenged, not backing down "Y...Y...Y...You're a pussy in a c...cape"

"Anything else?" He turned, looking at me again. Beads of sweat dripping down his red face.

"Go f...fuck y...yourself"

Once again, he shocked me. He wasn't holding back, and it scared me, but I refused to back down.

Even though I refused to surrender, my body started to malfunction due to the electricity. My heart began to spasm, making me vomit.
Sick mixed with blood spluttered out of my mouth, dripping down my chin and onto my front. I felt like I was about to choke on the ghastly substance, as I was forcefully strapped up straight still.

Bruce just stepped back and watched with a maniacal laugh. In that moment, it was clear:

He was no different from a villain.

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