Why was that on my camera roll? Don't ask me. Hope you like this chapter it's ok....ish.
Today was the day you promised yourself you would die of boredom. It was Bruce Wayne's annual masquerade ball. Most people thought you would love the black and white masked ball, being the hopeless romantic that you are, but you despised that ball more than you despised the snobby people attending it. I mean don't get me wrong, you loved the idea of meeting a dashing man at a ball and falling in love at first sight, but you knew where to draw the line between expectation and reality.
You don't just fall into someone's arms and fall in love without getting to know them. I mean they could be cereal killers for all you know. "Start getting ready!" Your best friend Barbra Gordon calls to you and your other friend Artemis Crock breaking you both out of your thoughts. At least they both had dates. Wally West and that what's his face Barbra was going with. You listen to Barbra and walk to your closet with them both in trail. You were part of a rich family so you were lending dresses to Barbra and Artemis.
"Which one should I choose!?" Barbra exclaimed stepping in front of you. "Dunno as long as it has black, white, or grey in it your fine." You stated boringly. Artemis reached up and grabbed a pile of dresses and handed them to Barbra, who immediately began to pick y'alls outfits out. You reached into the top of your closet and grabbed a box of masks that belonged to your mother. You grabbed 3 identical looking masks and threw them to Artemis.
TiMe SkIp because I don't want to talk about them getting ready, but here's what they wore.... Artemis
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Barbra
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You all arrived at the party late. "Artemis!" "Barbra" Both of the girls dates called them as they stepped out of the car. You reached back into the car and picked up your book; A Quart of Thorns and Roses. You walked in and sat at a table to read. It had felt like you had read for hours when a mysterious man walked up to you. "Hello?" The man asked. You picked your head up and adjusting your glasses. "Yes, can I help you?" "Would you like to dance?" "Uhh sure." You reply standing from your seat. Only then did you realize you left you mask at your house.
You both walked to the dance floor and began to slow dance. "So what's your name?" He asked breaking the silence. "Y/n, Y/n L/n that is. Just so there's no confusion. Most of the time when people... I'm rambling aren't I? Sorry." You trail off. What an idiot! "No it's fine. I'm Dick Grayson." "Nice to meet you then Dick. Wait I didn't mean that in a bad way that name is not really convenient is it?" " No kidding. So why were you reading?" "I'm really not one for social interaction because of well... you know, the unnecessary rambling. If I keep this up I'm perpetually screwed aren't I?" "No I think it's cute." He replies swiftly. You look down to stop the blush creeping up your cheeks.
You both danced the rest of the night getting to know one another that is until you were interrupted by the sound of glass breaking and maniacal laughter. It could only be one person, perhaps two. Harley Quinn and the Joker. "Get behind me." Dick told you. You happily complied. "Why are they here?" You hear Dick mutter under his breath. "They probably came for ransom money. Hopping to kidnap someone in the upperclass. I mean it sounds about right for them." You reply though he wasn't actually asking you. A new villain joined in on the party a few minutes later. That villain was the Scarecrow.
"Ohh Brucyyyy???" Harley Quinn sang out into the crowd. "I guess he's gone. Who's next up Puddin?" "Y/n L/
!? Come here and no one gets hurt. It will be just like old times!" The Joker called to the crowd. You weren't just going to stand there so you walked out from behind Dick's back. "Hey Harley." You say as you walk towards her as Dick calls your name. You knew what was going to happen. You were going to get tortured then killed just like they did your parents, not that you were scared of death. You went with them grabbing your book as y'all exited the building. You were tossed into the car by Scarecrow.
You read the whole way to the abandoned wear house. Cliche right? "So (nick name) what do you want to do first?" Scarecrow asks. You kept silent. "To late!" He screamed as he injected you with fear gas.
"Mom! Dad!" Fifteen year old you screamed as your parents lifeless bodies dropped to the ground with huge smiles. "Hahaha!" The Joker laughed at you. "I'm going to kill you!" You recite your empty threat once again. Suddenly you felt less dizzy. You has made peace with that day. After all it had been four years ago. You waited silently for them to learn you weren't infected by the fear toxin.
What you didn't know was that Batman was watching the whole thing along with his partner Nightwing. They both jumped down to untie you. As they land, Nightwing walks towards you while Batman distracts Joker and Scarecrow. "Go!" Nightwing tells you. as he cuts the zip ties binding your hands and feet together. You thank him and hide in the shadows. That is until you see Harley sneak behind him with her baseball bat. You walk behind Harley and pick up the chair you were previously sitting in. You lift the chair above your head and quietly tiptoe behind her. She senses you presence and turns around. Not fast enough. You hit her over the head with the now broken chair. Nightwing turns around as soon as Scarecrow is knocked out.
Later that night Nightwing offers to walk you home. Which you accept. Once you arrive at your house you were about to shut the door when you tell him, "Goodnight, Dick." You close the door on Dick's shocked face as he replies "Goodnight, Y/n."
