Disclaimer: This is a my perspective on characters who belong to DC comics. So all rights and stuff go to them except for the character(s) that I make up.
Chapter 5: Victimless.
I walked through downtown Gotham, a bad thing to do if I were just another citizen. I walked through with my new costume, letting the moonlight hit it just right. I walked through the territory of the Irish Mob, a very dangerous part of Gotham. Quite frankly, it was my new idea of fun.
"Don't move!" someone called from down the alley, " Well, what we got here? Another Queen?" a burst of laughter rang through the alley, " I think we all need some relief."
"Aw, sugar, you just gone and done the dumbest thing in your whole life." I smiled, stopping and looking back.
"Is that so?" Another voice asked as they walked closer.
I turned to reveal my costume and mask, " I'd say so." I smiled as I raised my hand and sent the one who had talked to me first spiraling back into a trashcan. As the other snapped out of their shock, they turned and raised their guns and I stepped into the shadow.
"Show yourself you freak!" One of them shouted.
I chuckled, " You sure you want that?" I asked.
"Come on, so I can shoot you!" the other shouted.
Suddenly, there was a burst of energy and red energy created a giant bat in the alley and the two men dropped their guns and left. The first man tried to regain his composure, but as he did, he slid from the piles of trash and stopped at my feet, " I've got questions..." I said, rubbing his muscular arms, " And you, sexy, are going to give them to me."
"What if I don't?" He asked, but the fear flashed across his face.
I pulled him close and straddled his waist, " This is turning you on, huh." I chuckled, but suddenly he began to choke, " I'm not really normally, as you can see, so you might wanna answer my questions."
"Who are you?!" he struggled to speak.
"Name's Afterburn." I smirked.
I chuckled as I strutted across the roof of a warehouse nearby. I had gotten all the information I could out of the dumb thug, them gave him something to remember me by. He was cute, but I didn't have the time to socialize, especially with the likes of him. I had gotten some cool new equipment from my new secret admirer. I wanted to meet this guy, I presumed. He helped me learn about my powers...he explained that I was powerful. That I had the tools, I just needed to learn how to use what I had. He taught me how to disappear, literally. I stopped when I heard a soft rustle.
"Whaddya want?" I asked, not bothering to turn around.
"Who are you?" Nightwing asked.
"You've been watching me, you tell me." I asked, turning to him, " What? You don't like not knowing who's behind the mask?"
"Phoenix?!" Nightwing said, moving closer.
"Too close." I said quickly, " What do you want?"
"You need to stop this." Nightwing said, " You could get hurt."
"I'm not going to stop until I find whoever killed my father." I said angrily, " If you thought I was going to be the victim, you were wrong."
"Nobody's asking you to." Nightwing said.
"Besides, it's too late to turn back." I smirked.
There was a rougher rustle, " No, it's not." Batman said, standing beside Robin.
"It's a reunion." I said sarcastically, " I'm going to tear this town apart to find whoever killed my father, with, or without your help."
"All this doesn't make you a hero." Robin said.
"Good, I'm not." I said quickly, " I'm the villain."
"What did you do?" Batman asked.
Just as I was about to speak, the base of the Irish mafia exploded, causing a rain of metal and debris to blow everywhere! I smirked to myself. I created an illusion and slipped away while they were watching the scene. I ran to the end of the building and jumped off, shooting my grappling hook at the building ahead of me and swung to safety.
My father's funeral was the lowest point of my life. The whole day, I sat back and watched as people told me that I'd be taken care of and the companies were to be run by my uncle until I am twenty one. I stood, watching them bury my father. For the first time, I was allowed to cry, to let my sorrow out, but I didn't. I walked down the streets of Gotham, trying to find a inch of me that wanted to cry. I felt Batman inside my head, telling me that what I did was wrong. That there could have been women and children in that building, but, again, there was my voice saying that they got what they deserved. It had gotten me what I needed to know. The person behind the attack on Falcone and my father was someone from within the city. Someone else was there. I have to get into that office. There must have been evidence there. As I turned the corner to my house, I was shocked to see Dick Grayson standing outside my condo with white roses.
"Dick." I said coldly.
Dick walked to me and offered me the flowers, " Look, I know you're angry, but I just want to talk." he said.
I took the flowers and looked at him, " After I kissed you, why didn't you tell me? I looked like a fool." I said angrily.
"No, I really wanted to tell you and I was planning on it, but..." he paused, " I thought you'd freak out, like now."
I sighed, " Right. We should go upstairs." I said, looking around.
He followed me up to the apartment and took a seat on the recliner. I walked to the kitchen and found a place for the roses and offering him something to drink, which he declined. I took a sip of my sprite and left on the counter, going to sit on the chair opposite him. There was an awkward pause before we said anything.
"I'm sorry for not telling you, but that's why it's a secret identity." Dick said.
"That's why you were always there." I said, realizing that he was watching me, " That's cute...and mildly creepy."
"Sorry, I just..." Dick looked at me, then sighed, " I love you."
I sat across from him, wide-eyed and my mouth wide opened, " It would have been so much better if you would have realized this months ago."
"I did and I'm sorry." Dick said, " I want you to move in with me, be with me."
He said everything that I wanted him to say. But it wasn't enough, not right now. I wanted him to say that he knows who killed my father and that he knows where they are, " NO." I said quickly, " I can't be 100% with you right now."
"You have to stop this. This suicide mission you're on! It's going to get you killed!" Dick shouted, getting to his feet.
I raised my hand and he fell into his seat, " After your family died, what did you do? Did you go after their murderers? Or did you just forget it?" I asked.
"We're different." he said.
I walked over to his seat and he looked up to me, " You're not gonna change my mind. But I love you for trying." I smiled, dropping to my knees.
"What're you doing?" Dick asked as I unzipped his pants.
"I'm super horny and I love you." I said, pulling his 7' inch dick from his underwear.
I put my tongue on the bottom of his dick, licking from the base all the way under the tip. I slowly began to slurp at his dick, letting it slide in and out of my mouth.
"Oh fuck." Dick moaned, " You're mouth is so warm." he started face fucking me, picking up the rhythm as I licked the tip of his big dick. I slid my tongue into his piss slit and used my tongue to play with the inside of his piss slit. I looked up into his eyes as I sucked at his dick and he grabbed my face, kissing me passionately. I quickly returned to my station on his dick, licking the top of his dick and again licking the piss slit, " Awww, that feels so good." he said, pumping his dick deeper and deeper down my throat. After about twenty more minutes of sucking and playing with his dick, I felt it spasm, " Awwwwww, fuck! I love you baby...I'm coming." he moaned down at me. As the cum shot out of his dick, I slurped it all in and cleaned his dick of the white substance I loved so much, " Oh god. I love you." he said, unable to move from his position.
I smiled and kissed him. When I broke and looked up, I noticed the Bat signal, " I've gotta go." I said, standing and walking to the door.
Dick turned to look at the signal, then turned back to me, " That's not your signal." he said, zipping up his pants.
"Who said?" I asked, " Somebody's out there and I need to stop them."
"What if I go with you?" Dick asked.
"That's not an option." I said quickly, " GO."
Dick groaned and moved to the door, looking down at me. As he left, he said nothing. I closed the door and pulled off my clothes and stepped onto the terrace. I had been wearing my costume underneath all my clothes. I dove from the terrace, pulling from my handy-dandy new utility belt a grappling hook and shot it diagonally and swung into the city.
The city was quiet, but I knew that somewhere out there, someone was waiting to be manhandled. I fled downtown, watching as Batman and Robin ran after the Joker. They ran into a building. I jumped from roof to roof, trying to get to the building and when I did, I latched myself to the building. From the outside, I saw a maze. I looked down at the thin ledge and smiled. I took a step off the ledge, but didn't fall. Batman had gotten to the top of the building, that housed The Joker, Harley Quinn, and Their lackeys. I levitated up and stood in mid-air, watching through the window. I stepped closer, placing a bomb on the window. They had Batman and Robin and just as the Joker moved in front of them, the bomb exploded and sent chunks of glass everywhere! As they came at me, I raised my hand and shouted, " Dominea!" and the glass stopped and went in reverse as I walked through the hole to find everyone on the floor.
"Pizza's here." I joked.
"Who are you?" The Joker asked, his smile turned upside down.
"Awww, why so sad?" I asked, walking to him, " You're supposed to be funny."
"Who are you?" the Joker asked.
"I'm the light at the end of the tunnel." I smirked, " You're not so scary. Just a clown."
There were click behind me.
"Get out of here!" Batman growled.
"Yeah, about that, we need some privacy." I said, waving my hand and causing everyone but Harley and the Joker to slide out of the room. I then turned to the Joker and Harley, " My, how the mighty have fallen. Wasn't it you who took over that News Paper building?"
"It was." Joker smiled, " Are you looking for a partner?"
"I'm looking into what you know about the Fox family." I said quickly.
"You're wondering do I know why they're dead." the Joker smiled.
"Not all of them are dead." I protested.
"They will be." Harley snickered.
"Who wants them all dead?" I asked.
"Who doesn't." the Joker smiled.
"What? Why would everyone want us dead?" I asked.
"One of the biggest mobs in the history of Gotham." the Joker smirked, " That family's just asking for it."
"You're lying." I said angrily.
"If I'm lyin, may I be flyin." the Joker laughed.
The Joker levitated into the air, " Mob family? Explain." I said.
The door burst open and Batman and Robin flew in. When I turned back to the Joker and Harley, they were gone. I turned to Batman and Robin, my anger barely contained.
"What are you doing?" Batman asked.
"I almost had it." I growled, " What do you know about the Mob connections to the Fox family?"
Batman was silent.
"So he was a mobster? My dad was a mobster?" I asked, " That doesn't make sense..."
"He had men tailing you, still does." Batman said.
"I've never met them." I said.
"He couldn't take a chance that you'd find out." Batman said, " They keep his secrets."
"Who's running the mob now?" I asked.
"That's what we've been trying to figure out, the logical person would be you." Robin said.
Sirens sounded and I turned to walk away, " This isn't over, next time you see me, it's on you." I said, walking to the window and shooting a grappling hook.
As I stepped back inside my house, I felt someone there. I turned to see a man standing beside a woman. The man looked to be in great shape, but his shape was shrouded by a cape he draped around himself. The woman had a teal catsuit and her hair hung down to her shoulder.
"Who are you and why're you in my house?" I asked.
"I, am your new teacher." the man smirked.
"And does my teacher have a name?" I asked.
"Ra's Al Ghul." he smirked.
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