Partners in What?!?

Chapter 2: Leaving

6 years later

It was the anniversary of my moms death, and penguin, and scarecrow, and the riddler, and poison ivy, and Catwoman, and cheetah, and the mad hatter. But, today we all gathered for two face's funeral.

I was about 9 when this crapy tradition started. It's been six years and every year, it's the same thing, someone dies. I'm now 15. I have short, blonde hair, blue eyes, and nice pale skin.

"Quinn, are you ready?" my dad asks. I can see it's been hard for him. For the past 6 years, he's been pulling big crimes, trying to find my mom's and everyone else's killer. In fact, most of the remaining villains are trying to find the clown killer.

We walk out to Two Face's funeral. All the remaining villains are there. Including some of there kids.

We all take a seat and my dad gives a speech about how we all need to stay together, and how much we missed everyone.

As we were about to burry the casket, a black cape crashed in from the ceiling. "You all are under arrest for murders of super villains and hundreds of innocent people. Are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?"

My dad signs and turns to me, "Look, Quinn. I think you're old enough to take care of your self now, I want you to take care of all the kids. Okay!" This is the second time I've seen, the famous Joker, my dad, with tears in his eyes and a frown on his face.

"But, Dad, who's going to take care of me?" I tear up. I didn't want to be alone, I couldn't be alone. I couldn't take care of everyone.

"Don't worry, Arkham will." Batman butts in.

"You can take us Batman, but leave our kids out of this!"

Batman looked pissed, "Fine!"

Dad turned towards everyone, "Okay everyone, all our kids are going to live with Harley, we are going to go to prison."

"Why?" the crowd asks.

"For our children. I'm sure Harley can take good care of them. Now let's go." and with that, they all lift Two Face's casket and burry it. With in the next two minutes all the adults were gone. The room was completely empty, except us kids and I was the leader now.

Mad hatter's little 5 year old tugs of my black dress, "Where are we going to go? I'm scared."

I look down at the little kid and just smile, "Well, we are going to my house," I pick the kid up. "Okay, I want everyone to come here." The kids mainly consisted of 4-8 year olds. "This is how it's going to work..."

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Sorry this was a short chapter, I guess you can expect them all that way. This going to be a pretty short story. Like 15-20 short chapters. If you like this please please please,

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