The car veered to a stop, Before going in reverse and crashing into
a building. Out of the smoke the Marionette stood there smiling.
The bags of money floated out of the car and over his shoulder. He
grinned
Marionette jumped down dodging some of the builets. He grinned as
he moved his fingers and the guns went around and pointe at the
goons heads. He stood back up.
"I guess it all comes to me." He sighed. He pressed a button on his
gauntlet and all of his speakers on his mech suit blasted horrible
noises for a few seconds. "Luckily I wear headphones." He looked at
the cops, "wonder if I'm gonna get arrested for this."
Eric decided it was best to slip into the shadows. "Think I've
drawn enough attention for today" he said to himself. He made it
back to his apartment with nobody trailing him.
"Yo! Lady! They're getting away!" Queenie said to Altessia and
pointing at a couple of goons on a motorcycle then pulled out a
card. "Winstros kallamai PEIRCE!" She yelled, summoning a large
rapier, holding in front of her, as Melody plucked a few notes in
her lyre and turned the motorcycle around. Queenie then slashed the
bag full of money from the thug's hands and encased them in ropes
with another card. "Nice." "Why thank you Mistress!"
Marionette grinned as he jumped onto a car with the money bags
floating over his shoulder. The car sped off with him and the
money. He was standing on top of the car laughing.
Eric turned the TV back on to see the chase still going on. He was
surprised that nobody seemed to take interest in him. Wether they
were police, heroes, or criminals. He did just kill some bank
robbers and left the scene.
"Retreat!" One of the goons finally called, to the dismay of the
others. They turned tail and ran, leaving the money behind. The
police cars chased after them.
Eric walked outside with a hoodie on. Trying to cover his face.
He's not scared of people recognizing him. More so of the fact if
his face. What the Joker did to him, so long ago. That's why he
kills criminals. They won't hesitate to pull the trigger, so why
should he?
Nikita jokingly punched Jason on the arm. "So... why don't we tell
her our stories? Seeing as Wave's memory's gone AWOL." She
suggested, flicking a lock of red hair out of her face.
Queenie grabbed Melody's hand and portaled them to the roof of a
building. "Well that was fun!"
"Ok, I guess I'll go first. Umm, so I'm Poison Ivy's kid, but I'm
not evil. I was about 8 or 9 when I found out, and then Batman took
me in after I ran away from my dad, which is why I'm friends with
Jason." Nikita tried to explain, and ruffled her friend's hair.
Jason snickered and nudged her back. "Okay... I'm an orphan, and
Batman took me in. That's how I know Nikita. I was killed by the
Joker, but later came back to life, and now I'm here."