After we landed, we chẻ, phân chia, split up. I went to find the bomb while everyone else went to find Joker. Finding the bomb was easy. It was in the interrogation room, under the table. I walked over to it. I opened the panel to find a video chat open.
“Ah, ah, ah Batsy. bạn know bạn aren’t sup-“said a man with pale skin and a greyish-purple tongue “You’re not the Bat’s. Who are you?”
“That’s for me to know and bạn to find out” I mused
“Let me guess, the Bat’s sent bạn here to foil me? Well, bạn can’t capture me and stop the bomb!” he guessed
“Wait. Are bạn Joker?” I asked
*clap, clap, clap* “Very good sweetie! Maybe bạn should be a detective!” he đã đưa ý kiến sarcastically
“Bat’s never told me I would be facing the smartest, most evilly awesome villain in the entire world” I flattered, trying to keep him talking so the team could find him.
“You shouldn’t have. But deary, flattery will get bạn know where” he smiled. I heard them walk pass with the hostages. I started to disarm the bomb, not knowing Joker was watching me closely.
“You know a girl your age really shouldn’t play with bombs. Especially when their activated.” Joker warned
“I’ve taken worse gambles then this” I said
“So, you’re a risky girl eh? I like that!” he purred
“I’m a risky girl with a boyfriend” I said, and then I cut the connection. I started working on the bomb again, checking how much time I had left. Ten seconds. TEN SECONDS! I thought of a way to save everybody. If I was still part of the dojo, I would be banished for doing this. But I’m not part of the dojo. My jet black hair wasn’t the only reason I was named Night. I also had the power to yên cương, dây nịt the power of the moon and manipulate it to my own ability. I manipulated a shield of moon light around the room, covering everything in a faint white glow. 5…4…3…2…1… The bomb exploded before I had a chance to cover myself in a shield. I was hit against the tường with a sickening thud then went unconscious.
“Ah, ah, ah Batsy. bạn know bạn aren’t sup-“said a man with pale skin and a greyish-purple tongue “You’re not the Bat’s. Who are you?”
“That’s for me to know and bạn to find out” I mused
“Let me guess, the Bat’s sent bạn here to foil me? Well, bạn can’t capture me and stop the bomb!” he guessed
“Wait. Are bạn Joker?” I asked
*clap, clap, clap* “Very good sweetie! Maybe bạn should be a detective!” he đã đưa ý kiến sarcastically
“Bat’s never told me I would be facing the smartest, most evilly awesome villain in the entire world” I flattered, trying to keep him talking so the team could find him.
“You shouldn’t have. But deary, flattery will get bạn know where” he smiled. I heard them walk pass with the hostages. I started to disarm the bomb, not knowing Joker was watching me closely.
“You know a girl your age really shouldn’t play with bombs. Especially when their activated.” Joker warned
“I’ve taken worse gambles then this” I said
“So, you’re a risky girl eh? I like that!” he purred
“I’m a risky girl with a boyfriend” I said, and then I cut the connection. I started working on the bomb again, checking how much time I had left. Ten seconds. TEN SECONDS! I thought of a way to save everybody. If I was still part of the dojo, I would be banished for doing this. But I’m not part of the dojo. My jet black hair wasn’t the only reason I was named Night. I also had the power to yên cương, dây nịt the power of the moon and manipulate it to my own ability. I manipulated a shield of moon light around the room, covering everything in a faint white glow. 5…4…3…2…1… The bomb exploded before I had a chance to cover myself in a shield. I was hit against the tường with a sickening thud then went unconscious.
I also had the power to harness the power of the moon and manipulate it to my own ability.
What Supergirl looks like to Conner.
