*** Yes, I just decided to give it this name, because thats how I have it titled in my word document.... It's pretty weird, I know... But in this part I just kind of made it up as I went along... FEATURING BECCA!***
“Let me make one quick call. I have a friend who wanted to join.” Heather smiled and pulled out a cell phone out of her pocket. “Oh, yes! One meer villain to make me feel uncomfortable!” Mercy mumbled. Joker put his arm on her shoulder, “So! You’re one of…. Heather’s friends… Are you?” He gave out another laugh. Mercy pushed his arm off her shoulder and looked angrily at the ground. “Yes.” She zei slowly through gritted teeth. Heather walked over, slipping the cell phone back into her pocket. “She zei she’s gonna meet us there.” Heather smirked.
“BECCA?” Mercy basically screamed at the sight of her friend awaiting their arrival in front of the Gotham Bank. “Hey, Mercy!” Was all she simply said. “Wha- You- UGH!” Mercy groaned while Heather walked up to Becca and gave her a quick hug. “I knew you’d come around!” Heather took a deep breath in, admiring Becca’s powers. “Dang! u got some strong powers!” Heather mumbled to herself. Becca gave off a little shrug, “The cave was getting stuffy, and I had to get out!” “AHEM!” Joker belted out. “Are we able to begin our little peccadillo party anytime soon?” He asked impatiently. “After you, Clown Prince of Chaos!” Heather bowed dramatically and motioned toward the back door of the bank. Joker let out a giddy laugh, “I love it when u call me that!” He happily skipped in with Heather skipping along at his heels. This was Mercy’s chance; she ran over to Becca and grabbed her arm. “Becca! What on earth are u doing here?” She hissed out. “Com’on Merce! We both know no one is perfect. I just want to feel free, u know? Rob a bank of two, that’s it!” Becca happily replied. Mercy looked at her unbelievingly. “But with the Joker too? I mean, isn’t he like, your boyfriends’ arch-nemesis of something?” Becca gave some though about it, “Don’t judge, no grudge, remember?” She zei before following Heather and Joker into the back of the bank, leaving Mercy speechless and standing out in the dark alleyway. “Hey! That’s MY line! How did u hear that?” Mercy shouted after her.
Mercy looked around nervously, now alone in the dark alleyway. “Lets see, creepy place one…” She looked around at the alleyway, “…or creepy place two?” She looked inside the still-open door of the bank. “Decisions, decisions…” She mumbled. After what seemed like an endless minute, she finally made her decision to sit down in the middle of the alley.
Heather peered out of the brightly lit bank door laughing hysterically. “You…” she laughed some more, “will never guess what Joker just did! He-“ That was interrupted door meer laughing, “He went up to the lady…” She couldn’t even finish her sentence due to the laughing. “Here! Just see for yourself!” She ran out and started to drag Mercy into the building. “No- I- Heather- Ugh!” zei Mercy, who was being dragged on the ground door Heather.
She stood up as soon as she was completely in the building. She bit her lip seeing all the people on the ground, some tied up with what seemed like confetti, and others just laying there, laughing. Becca was standing there, looking around at the work and smirking the smallest bit; while Joker was in a deep interrogation with the bank teller. “Now, I will ask u once more… WHERE DO u KEEP THE DOUGHNUTS?” Joker shouted. Even Mercy couldn’t help but snicker at the comment.
“Let me make one quick call. I have a friend who wanted to join.” Heather smiled and pulled out a cell phone out of her pocket. “Oh, yes! One meer villain to make me feel uncomfortable!” Mercy mumbled. Joker put his arm on her shoulder, “So! You’re one of…. Heather’s friends… Are you?” He gave out another laugh. Mercy pushed his arm off her shoulder and looked angrily at the ground. “Yes.” She zei slowly through gritted teeth. Heather walked over, slipping the cell phone back into her pocket. “She zei she’s gonna meet us there.” Heather smirked.
“BECCA?” Mercy basically screamed at the sight of her friend awaiting their arrival in front of the Gotham Bank. “Hey, Mercy!” Was all she simply said. “Wha- You- UGH!” Mercy groaned while Heather walked up to Becca and gave her a quick hug. “I knew you’d come around!” Heather took a deep breath in, admiring Becca’s powers. “Dang! u got some strong powers!” Heather mumbled to herself. Becca gave off a little shrug, “The cave was getting stuffy, and I had to get out!” “AHEM!” Joker belted out. “Are we able to begin our little peccadillo party anytime soon?” He asked impatiently. “After you, Clown Prince of Chaos!” Heather bowed dramatically and motioned toward the back door of the bank. Joker let out a giddy laugh, “I love it when u call me that!” He happily skipped in with Heather skipping along at his heels. This was Mercy’s chance; she ran over to Becca and grabbed her arm. “Becca! What on earth are u doing here?” She hissed out. “Com’on Merce! We both know no one is perfect. I just want to feel free, u know? Rob a bank of two, that’s it!” Becca happily replied. Mercy looked at her unbelievingly. “But with the Joker too? I mean, isn’t he like, your boyfriends’ arch-nemesis of something?” Becca gave some though about it, “Don’t judge, no grudge, remember?” She zei before following Heather and Joker into the back of the bank, leaving Mercy speechless and standing out in the dark alleyway. “Hey! That’s MY line! How did u hear that?” Mercy shouted after her.
Mercy looked around nervously, now alone in the dark alleyway. “Lets see, creepy place one…” She looked around at the alleyway, “…or creepy place two?” She looked inside the still-open door of the bank. “Decisions, decisions…” She mumbled. After what seemed like an endless minute, she finally made her decision to sit down in the middle of the alley.
Heather peered out of the brightly lit bank door laughing hysterically. “You…” she laughed some more, “will never guess what Joker just did! He-“ That was interrupted door meer laughing, “He went up to the lady…” She couldn’t even finish her sentence due to the laughing. “Here! Just see for yourself!” She ran out and started to drag Mercy into the building. “No- I- Heather- Ugh!” zei Mercy, who was being dragged on the ground door Heather.
She stood up as soon as she was completely in the building. She bit her lip seeing all the people on the ground, some tied up with what seemed like confetti, and others just laying there, laughing. Becca was standing there, looking around at the work and smirking the smallest bit; while Joker was in a deep interrogation with the bank teller. “Now, I will ask u once more… WHERE DO u KEEP THE DOUGHNUTS?” Joker shouted. Even Mercy couldn’t help but snicker at the comment.
Eyes of Artemis
Dick’s POV:
He let a small laugh escape through his mouth. He knew it was Artemis and maybe she knew he was Robin. But it was a tiny chance he looked at her, standing in the crowd talking to Rachel a senior year. He smiled. Artemis was in good hands.
Artemis POV:
“Thanks” She putted the papers in her bag. “tomorrow a need them back so don’t forget them.” “Got it.” Artemis answered. Rachel started to talk “Well, let’s start then, We are now in the hall of the Gotham academy.” Artemis looked around, everybody was to their lessons except a few. The hall itself was made of grey, silvery stone. The uithangbord reflected the blue sky and she thought of the strange boy. “Are u coming of not?” Rachel stood in the giant stanchion. “I’m coming.” As she walked to Rachel remembering the mysterious laugh.
Dick’s POV:
He let a small laugh escape through his mouth. He knew it was Artemis and maybe she knew he was Robin. But it was a tiny chance he looked at her, standing in the crowd talking to Rachel a senior year. He smiled. Artemis was in good hands.
Artemis POV:
“Thanks” She putted the papers in her bag. “tomorrow a need them back so don’t forget them.” “Got it.” Artemis answered. Rachel started to talk “Well, let’s start then, We are now in the hall of the Gotham academy.” Artemis looked around, everybody was to their lessons except a few. The hall itself was made of grey, silvery stone. The uithangbord reflected the blue sky and she thought of the strange boy. “Are u coming of not?” Rachel stood in the giant stanchion. “I’m coming.” As she walked to Rachel remembering the mysterious laugh.