Growing Up Crazy: A Batman Fanfiction {Book V in the Kids of Gotham Series}

It ain't easy being the kid of a crazy person, and nobody can tell you why better than the kids of Gotham. {Batman X Catwoman, Joker X Harley, Poison Ivy X Two Face, Baby Doll X Killer Croc, OCs. Rated Y for mild language and violence, mainly in later chapters as the children get older. Some Superman (Lois X Clark/Superman, Lex Luthor X Mercy) incorporated}


24. Chapter Twenty Three - Deux

"What do you mean I can't see her?"

True to his hair color, Deux's temper was flaring up. He wanted to see Jess more than anything. He wanted to know she was okay, to hold her and comfort her. A quick fantasy rolled through his mind; Deux was there, Jess was glad for his company and explained how Baxter hadn't even bothered to come, she admitted she'd loved him all along and had only been tricking herself into being interested in a rich pretty boy...

He was wrenched from his lovesick daydream by the hospital guard saying, "She has requested that nobody but her sister and Baxter Wayne come and see her. I don't think she's up to seeing you anyway."

"What do you mean?!"

"She should be around people that don't anger so quickly. And your hair is a bright enough red that it might hurt her head. She's under heavy drugs. Who are you, anyway?"

"Deux Isley-Dent! I've been friends with Jess since birth! I should be allowed to see her!"

His voice cracked, and it was with great shock he realized he was about to cry. Was he really that desperate?

"If you were such a good friend, then you would've helped the police, wouldn't you?"

Deux was about to pull out his coin to see if he should murder the guard when he suddenly dragged him aside to let three people through.

In the lead was the figure he had been raised to hate; Batman. Then was that pathetic Darkwing, who was supporting a hooded figure whose body shape Deux immediately recognized.


She winced. Okay, not the reaction he had hoped for.

The guard held him back while Jess was taken to the Batmobile.

"Where are they taking her?"

The adolescent was borderline hysterical now, which the guard picked up on. "She's going to Arkham for security reasons."

"But she hates Arkham!"

"If it was my choice, I wouldn't be sending her there. But I don't make the decisions."

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