Crazy? Don't think I am. (Gotham X OC)

10. Light 'Em up!

I walked down the hallway, past my room and the others and found the door. Jester was right beside me. "6, huh? It may have been Sionis' room that they conv --, oops! Can't tell ya kiddo!" She chuckled. I rolled my eyes. I unlocked the door and was faced to face with a black curtain.

'I wonder if this would keep it a secret' I thought to myself. I noticed that the curtain was parted in the middle, so I opened it. I was speechless. It was a lab! It was covered in my schemes, plans and formula's that I had previously scattered around my old hell of a house. It was fairly large and it had a couple steps from the door to the floor of the lab. It was all done in a pearl white. It had black marbled cabinets along the bottom halves of the side walls that contained all of the scientific equipment that I needed. At the back of the room was a wall a blank wall that contained all of my formulas and spread sheets, but just before that there was a table that looked like one of those you see at convention panels. And at either end of the table was a podium that had gas taps in them. The surface of the table was a black marble and it looked pretty! Right next to the door was a gas tap and a light switch. It felt like I was really in a lab.

I walked up to one of the cabinets that was labelled 'Canisters' and unlocked it. I suddenly noticed that there was a small amount of them but they would suffice for now. I looked at one of them. They looked like grenades but were plastered in graffitied smiles. You would know the difference between a lethal and a non-lethal one by the colour of the actual grenade. The toxic ones were a lilac and the non-lethal ones were a snot green. I was in a world of awe until I was interrupted by knocking.

I rushed back to the door, making sure that the curtain was hiding my possessions and unlocked the door. "Hey Kira!" Jerome smiled. "Hey Jerome! What are you doing here?" I asked him, unsure of what he was here for. "We're setting off for the bus trip. You coming?" He replied. I shooed him out of the way and locked the door. I linked arms with Jerome, who was wearing a cream and white straight jacket, and walked down the hall way to the back exit of the building.

I saw Aaron, Dobkins and Greenwood waiting for us and I smiled at them. The oil truck was nothing really spectacular but at least it was suitable for this job. Aaron was obviously driving here, because none of us had licences apart from him, I was sitting in the middle seat with Jerome in my lap as there was no room as Greenwood finally sat on the end.

Dobkins was outside lighting this light and obviously it wasn't working. I snuggled my head into the crook of Jerome's neck as he leaned back and decided to play a game of eye-spy. He went first because he was the shot caller of our little gang. "Eye-spy with my little eye --," He cut himself off as we heard cheering and chanting from nearby, "Something that's yellow!" He exclaimed as the bus went past us. "Yay Gotham!" Greenwood exclaimed, banging the side of the door, indicating Dobkins to jump on and hold onto the side.

We needed the bus to be stopped so we went an alternative route to them but ended up in the same place at the same time. The bus was spotted so Aaron decided to honk the horn to make sure the bus stopped. Aaron got out then the door was kindly held open by Dobkins for Jerome and I. Once Jerome got out of the door, he held his hand out for me to use as a guide getting out as I had my heels on. I looked out of place but oh well! We skipped over to the bus hand in hand and Jerome knocked on the doors with his pistol. Of course we had gotten the reaction we always hoped for! Screaming! We got in and greeted the girls with smiles. None of them returned it back, which was quite disappointing. I hopped off of the bus and signalled for Aaron, Dobkins and Greenwood to handcuff all of them to the floor. I stood outside, watching the commotion go by until it was finished a few minutes later. They all had left the bus except Jerome and I hopped back on board.

"I want you all to know that this was a very difficult decision for all of us." I announced, going down the walkway with my pistol and pointing it to some of their heads. They squirmed whenever it got close to them and I loved it! "Can I have some fun?" Jester appeared at the bottom of the walkway. I rolled my eyes and ignored her. 'In a minute.' I thought to myself and I saw her get giddy. I wasn't going to let her out over something as petty as this.

"It was between you and a senior citizen party," Jerome added, "In the end we decided to skew a little younger." I laughed at his face he pulled at the end. I walked back up to the front of the bus and saw that Aaron was coming over with the hose.

"Give me an 'O'." I mocked their cheerleading skills. When they didn't reply, Jerome shot the roof. "She said to give her an 'O'. Do as the lady says or you will face the consequences of not respecting my munchkin." They replied to Jerome giving us an 'o'. "Give me an 'N'" I shouted. They all replied mumbling in their self-pity. "Give me another 'O'!" I ordered and they gave it back. I noticed Jerome holding the hose pipe and motioned him to go forward. "And what does that spell?" He quizzed the teens. They all cried out 'Oh No' and it was quite the scene. Jerome was spraying gasoline everywhere and luckily I got out of the bus whilst he was doing that. He jumped out of the carriage of screaming girls and reached for the lighter in his pocket.

"Ready?" He asked us sarcastically. "Okay!" He chimed in after his rhetorical question. He flicked the lighter and nothing happened after a few tries. He scoffed. "So embarrassing." He sighed and went on to the bus to see if anyone had a light. Dobkins found one and went over to the doors of the bus. I heard sirens in the distance. Jimbo was gonna pay me a visit! The cars pulled up and started to shoot the bus. I, standing out like a sore thumb in these lunatics, put my gun up to aim at one of the cop cars. "They can't shoot the bus boys." I shouted to them. I heard Jim to tell his men to stand down.

"Aaron, Greenwood get the truck going!" Jerome demanded them to go whilst I was shooting my bullets and reloading them behind cover. Jerome ran out of bullets and flimsily dropped his gun. "Light them up!" I heard him demand to Dobkins. I ran over to the truck with Jerome and I had just reached it until Jim called me.

"Kira, you don't have to do this!" He shouted. I looked over to him and saw that cops had their guns trained and poised at us. "Oh, but Jimbo where would be the fun in that? A lot of things have happened in the past few months between Jerome and I and I love him, I will never join the GCPD or anything. Thanks for the advice though!" I shouted to him and a hold of the passenger door of the truck whilst Jerome got the drivers side. We pulled away from the mess with Jerome laughing chaotically. After we had lost the cops, and unfortunately Dobkins had lost his life, I got in the truck and sat on the end with Jerome in my lap. We had set off again, this time our destination was to go back to Theo's as we were going to take over the GCPD this afternoon, to get some more publicity of course. And that was the time Jester would come out to play.

"Well, that didn't go to plan!" Jerome said out of the blue. "Yeah, but it was fun! I live to see fear in people's eyes. If we got a reaction like that off of a few screaming girls, imagine the reaction we would get if it was the whole of Gotham." I retorted back. Greenwood looked at me, curiosity in his eyes, and Jerome turned his whole body so he was sitting on my lap with his feet up on Greenwood's shoulder. "I would love to see Gotham trembling underneath us but there are some people we need to kill of first." Jerome stated. "Like who?" Greenwood asked dumbly. I rolled my eyes and Jerome looked at him with bored eyes. "Like some of the GCPD officers, mainly the new commissioner. We can save Jimmy for later but we will need someone to beat him up to tell him not to mess with us." I stopped in the middle of my sentence to look over to Aaron, who had his hand up and was looking over at us excitedly. "Yes Aaron, you can beat up Jim. And we need to get rid of someone who is also an orphan and he is mega rich." I hinted to Jerome, who was looking over at me. "We need to kill Bruce Wayne?" Greenwood asked. Again I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Yes we need to kill Bruce Wayne," I started, "He is the ruling elite, his company is the machine that keeps the cogs of Gotham running. He needs to die. People need to see that they are trapped in a prison in their minds called sanity. I mean, why be a cog? They need to be free like us!" I finished my little rant with a sinister smile, and noticed that we were at Theo's. "Aaron, dispose of the truck!" Jerome demanded as he got out. He reached for my hand and helped me out before intertwining our fingers.