"BRUCE!" My sisters voice made my head pop up, having completely forgotten that she was here.
Taking a quick glance over the edge, she stared at me wide eyed before moving to comfort Bruce. Gently grabbing his face, she caressed his cheeks before she began talking in a soft voice. I meanwhile walked back to the edge and stared amazed at the man I had just killed.
"Bruce! Look at me! Hey, breathe. Breathe. The Scarecrow was just pumping his fear gas in here. You were only seeing what he wanted you to." I could hear Selina comfort him, I could see Alfred approach in the corner of my eye but everything was muffled. Staring down at the body, I felt a smile pull at my lips, astonished at how good it made me feel. I actually did it.
"No no no no no! Bruce! Listen! Look at me, look at me!" I could see Bruce charge at Alfred but I paid no mind to it.
"Just look at me. Look, I'm fine. It's me. It's Alfred."
"Alfred? Alfred!" I ignored the emotional reunion happening behind me, completely focused on the dead body.
"Y/N?" Hearing Selina cautiously call my name, I made my face go blank once again, hiding the smile I wore.
"Y/N. What did you do?" Feeling a firm hand on my shoulder made me spin at once, glaring at the offending hand.
"Look at me! What did you do?!" She pleaded as she removed her hand, seeing my glare.
"I saved him. You told me to save him." I spoke finally, lifting my head to look into her worried eyes, seeing Bruce and Alfred watching me carefully.
"You killed him Y/N. What have we talked about? You can't do that. Okay?" I frowned at her tone, she was talking as if I was a three year old.
"Would you rather I did nothing and watch Bruce die? I could have easily done that, but I didn't. I saved him." I could tell from the fear in her eyes that my voice had taken on a dangerous tone but I didn't care.
"Y-Yes. You saved him. You did good. Just-Just lets go home, okay?" She smiled her fake smile at me, thinking I wouldn't see through it.
"Yes, perhaps we should return home. Check on your injuries Master Bruce." Alfred spoke up, a small smile on his face before he wrapped his arm around Bruce's shoulder, leading him away with Selina following.
Just as I was about to follow, I froze. I felt like I was being watched. Scanning the room, my eyes landed on a small flashing red light in the corner. A camera. Someone was watching us this whole time, meaning someone saw me hesitate to save Bruce. As soon as I focused my attention on it however, the red light blinked out, the camera turning off.
"Y/N. You coming?" Hearing the question, I turned and followed Selina out of the death trap building. My only thought being that the only person who would want to watch that, would be Jeremiah Valeska.
"Right, well, I'm going to take a very long and very hot shower. Then I'm going to make us a legendary fry up." Alfred spoke as we walked into the room. We had arrived at Wayne Manor moments ago, much to my displeasure as I wanted to go back to the streets. Selina had taken a seat on one of the sofas and I immediately fell back onto the other, stretching out and taking up the full sofa.
"Will you both be joining us Miss Kyle?" Alfred spoke to Selina, ignoring my presence completely.
"I have no plans." Selina replied sarcastically, a happy smile on her lips.
"Well, actua-" She cut me off before I could finish my sentence making me growl slightly in annoyance.
"You're staying with me. Don't argue." Her stern tone left no room for argument.
"Fine." I huffed, shutting my eyes and placing my arms under my head as I crossed my legs, relaxing.
"Excellent. You alright mate?" I could hear the strong British accent which could only belong to Alfred ask.
Hearing silence, I peaked one eye open and watched as Bruce nodded his head solemnly.
"Good." Alfred sighed, clearly not believing him before leaving the room.
"Thank you again." Watching Bruce move over to sit by Selina as she placed her feet on his lap, I quickly shut my eyes not wanting to watch them being sappy with each other.
"I don't know what would have happened if you weren't there." I rolled my eyes under my eyelids at his lovesick behaviour.
"Excuse me. I'm the one who saved you." Raising my hand I waved it in the air to empathise my point, Bruce simply ignored me however. People ignoring me was really starting to piss me off.
My eyebrows scrunched up as I heard kissing noises and I faked gagged, "Ew! Are you guys kissing? Please do that elsewhere. Jesus!"
"You're welcome." Groaning at the couple, I tried to block them out.
"Why do you think he's so obsessed with you?" I heard Selina ask after a moment of silence.
"Jeremiah said that all it takes is one bad day to drive a person insane. I wonder if my parents dying made me a little insane. Maybe he sensed that. Maybe he wanted to bring it out." The seriousness in his tone rang clear through the silence of the room, sombre toned.
"Wow Bruce, that is very dramatic." I spoke with my eyes still closed, hardly paying attention.
"Well you proved him wrong." I could hear the smile in Selina's voice as she spoke, proud of her 'boyfriend' or whatever.
"To be fair... the day's not over yet." Hearing another voice and a clicking of a gun, my eyes shot open and I stared at the new person in the room. Jeremiah Valeska stood holding a gun aimed at Selina, a insane smile on his pale face.
"Ah!" Seeing Jeremiah shoot Selina made me jump up off the sofa. Mixed feelings running through me I stared at her bleeding form as Jeremiah threw the gun away and Bruce ran to Selina. I simply stood still, watching Bruce embrace Selina.
"SELINA!" Bruce yells were muffled as I tried to work out what I was feeling as I watched my sister die. I felt saddened as she was the only family I have, however I also felt relieved. She would constantly tell me what to do, tell me what I think is wrong, try to fix me.
I took a large step back, shocked as I realised I was happy to see her dying. I was free. If she dies, she would no longer be able to hold me back and chain me down. I smiled, the action unseen by Bruce as he was rushing to help Selina, unseen by Selina as her eyes fell shut. The action, however, seen by Jeremiah. Feeling gloved hands clasp onto my forearms, I didn't resist as they pulled me back into a chest and out of the room. I didn't resist as they pushed me into a car and drove off with me. I didn't resist as they grabbed my chin and bright green eyes studied me. I didn't resist, I couldn't as mind processed what was happening.
"Well, you are most definitely a mystery. And I love mysteries." Those were the last words I heard as they rasped in my ear before I felt something inject into my neck, liquid flowing through my bloodstream and knocking me out. Falling forwards, I felt hands catch me and pull me into a warm chest as my eyes fluttered shut and darkness consumed me.
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