Chapter 33 (EDITED)

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~~DICK~~

I was finally face to face with the bastard who shot Barbara in her spine, the man who put her in that wheelchair paralyzing her from everything for the rest of her life and now I was ready to kick his ass. I clicked the small hidden button on my belt sending the warning for Bruce and Barbara to see from the BatCave.

"Is the ex-boy wonder ready to face the Prince of Darkness?" he laughed his annoying cackle, I looked at the corner of my eye seeing Scarlett was gaining the upper hand on Desmond for right now.

"Let's go clown." I answered twirling my two escrima sticks connecting them to form my staff while he pulled out a knife from his back pocket. He charged at me where I swung the staff onto his arm hoping to knock the knife from his grip but it didn't work. He swung it multiple times where I dodged every incoming strike before dishing out a few of my own. Joker was very skilled in hand to hand combat and had a very high pain tolerance level so it would take a lot more than my staff and fists to break him. I swung the staff causing him to duck when I swung my back fist into his jaw sending a large wash of pressure. He could only laugh as I continued to make his face bleed but he wasn't going down yet, no wonder why Bruce always had a problem with this son of a bitch. I had to try and keep a cool head while I was fighting him; I had to be level headed for Scarlett's sake. I could see Barbara's face while she lay on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding her gasping in pain. With every strike I threw at Joker the more images I had flashing through my mind about Barbara and Scarlett. I remembered when Barbara and I were younger fighting crime together as Robin and Batgirl. Then we became a couple, then she was shot by this dick and our break up happening. I threw more punches to the prince of darkness's face seeing Scarlett's smiling face, seeing how she needed me and how I needed her in my life.

"She belongs to Desmond now." He laughed where I looked up seeing Scarlett being slammed against the wall with Desmond piercing his forearm against her throat. She was dangling off the floor both of them were snarling like two rabid dogs fighting over a steak. Both of their eyes were bright yellow where Desmond started to show more of the animalistic features and Scarlett still remained human. She looked over at me while I held Joker in my hand not noticing the blade he was drawing from his pocket. I saw a white wave of energy expel from her body knocking Desmond, Joker and I off our feet almost like she was a telekinetic now. That was 80 percent of her brain's capacity; I was lying on my stomach with Joker unconscious next to me and the blade in front of my face. Desmond was slowly standing while Scarlett had her back against the wall and blood streaming from her nose trying to catch her breath. We both saw armed men rushing in where I rushed over to Scarlett's side helping her to her feet while Desmond moved his way to the front of the group.

"Face it, I have an army at my side and all you have is one ex-boy wonder. Who else do you have to help you now?" he laughed where Scarlett's licked the blood from her nose before laughing slightly confusing him.

"I have friends." She smiled where Bruce and Tim busted through the windows throwing batarangs against the armed men before landing next to us. She cracked her neck stepping in front of us while we prepared to fight yet at again. "Let's see who's weak now."

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