!!Based off an OC, but instead of doing a character x OC, I decided to do it so it's a reader insert!!
~Trigger Warnings~
> Mention of sexual themes
> Colourful Language
> Human Experimentation
> Death
> Traumatic events such as kidnapping, torture, plane crashes, and bodily harm
> Cannibalism
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Until the age of five, (y/n) lived in France with her mother, moving to Gotham City after hearing word from her father. Excitedly, the young girl boarded the plane, expecting it to be a smooth flight to New Jersey, but it only ended in turmoil. As she closed the door to the bathroom, her hands clutching a leopard stuffie, the plane violently shook, causing the child to be thrown about the cabin. "Apologies, folks, it appears that we've hit some unexpected turbulance-" the pilot began to explain, until the cabin shook once more, causing the passangers to topple around before the plane split in two. (y/n)'s eye widened as she was tossed around and into the air, her screams being drowned out by the noise of metal hitting metal.
Her eyes squeezed shut while her arms clutched her stuffie, "Mama!" she bellowed, her tears flying off her face, that is, until she was caught by someone. A woman held her in her arms, flying in the sky and away from the crash.
Years later, the young girl, now a teen, seemed to glare at the floor, if she could see it, her hands becoming fists while she listened to the orders above her, "Do you understand your mission, P-13B?"
"Affirmative. I am to kill Bruce Wayne, the Batman."
Wanting to be a superhero and becoming one, are two completely different things. But becoming the opposite? That's way easier. And sometimes it's not on purpose.
Fate didn't want me to be a hero.
I was a fairly normal girl, growing up in Central City. A city where superheroes and super villains didn't exist... until the particle accelerator exploded. Many people were turned into these metahumans, me being one of them. Likely one of the only changed nine year olds at the time.
My parents were both scientists for Star Labs, being two of the many others that died in the blast.
Needing to get away, I decided to move to Gotham. A good city to hide in. Maybe it wasn't the best city to move to, but, in the end, I'm glad I did. In the crazy town, I was adopted by the two craziest people there. The Deranged Duo, Harley Quinn and Joker.
"Rescued by villains, who knew?" I say.
"Villains rescue fellow villains," Joker says.
"Sounds funny coming from you," I scoff.
"Aww, is that the way you should treat your saviors?" Joker teases.
"I could've taken them," I scoff. "Why did you save me?"
"We watched you take out the last group of thugs," Harley says.
"We've been looking for a protégé, sorta like how Batsy has that sidekick, Robin, was it?" Joker grins. "We like you. You're funny."
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Robin x OC
Highest Ranks:
#9 in #youngjustice and #brucewayne
Started: 12/25/16
Finished: 7/3/18
Book: 1 of 4