Chương 74: Chapter 74 (edited)
Bruce was very gentlemanly and didn't intrude on Kara and Jennifer until Kara walked to the door, opened it, and asked, "When are you going to stop peeking? Why don't you come in?"
He stepped inside, looking slightly awkward.
"I brought some drinks. Don't worry; they're all safe for you," Bruce said, placing several bottles of functional beverages on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.
Jennifer nodded and thanked him.
Many people think pregnant women should avoid functional drinks, but in reality, caffeine is more concerning because it may harm the baby. Functional drinks, as long as they aren't specifically anti-fatigue, often contain beneficial nutrients and can be consumed in moderation. Jennifer, due to her demanding job, occasionally drank functional beverages to maintain focus.
Kara observed the two of them. It was evident that Bruce already knew Jennifer was pregnant. However, Bruce seemed confused and unsure about how to handle the situation or his relationship with Jennifer.
Jennifer, on the other hand, was relaxed and smiled as she said to Bruce, "You've already helped a lot. Now that Kara is here, you can head home, Mr. Wayne."
The formal address felt oddly normal yet distant.
Bruce turned to Kara, looking for confirmation.
Kara shrugged. "Alright, she's in my hands now."
Although Bruce didn't seem eager to leave, Jennifer's words left no room for argument. He reluctantly said, "Call me if you need anything," before departing.
Jennifer shook her head and greeted Kara with a small smile. "Make yourself comfortable. I still have some files to go through. Sorry to trouble you to stay the night, but I'll be discharged tomorrow. If those cowards think they can scare me, they're dead wrong."
Kara watched as Jennifer returned to her documents, fully engrossed in her work. She couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and concern for her best friend's strength.
Most people, even grown men, would be shaken after surviving a bomb attack, but Jennifer returned to work as if nothing had happened.
"Don't push yourself too hard," Kara said gently, knowing it would be futile to stop Jennifer but still wanting to show her care. "Remember, it's not just you anymore."
Jennifer froze briefly and looked at Kara with mock annoyance. "Did you have to bring that up?"
Kara shrugged. "Better to have the baby. If worse comes to worst, I'll help you raise it."
Jennifer smirked. "Are you secretly a lesbian? I don't want to marry you."
Kara rolled her eyes in exasperation. "At least I'll be the godmother—that's non-negotiable."
Godparents are often considered surrogate parents, stepping in if anything happens to the child's actual parents. With the close bond between Jennifer, Dani, and Kara, it was a given that they'd serve as godparents for each other's children.
Jennifer shook her head but didn't argue further. She resumed reading the thick stack of documents in front of her. After all, she and Harvey were preparing to try gang leaders with hundreds of charges. Building such a strong case required extensive research.
Kara didn't disturb her, instead grabbing a bottle of one of the drinks Bruce had brought. She pulled up a chair but later ended up climbing into the hospital bed. Two slender women could fit comfortably.
Kara hugged Jennifer's waist as she settled in to sleep peacefully.
Jennifer, though slightly annoyed, shook her head. Was Kara here just to sleep? And why was she hugging her belly so tightly? Did she think she might steal the baby in the middle of the night?
Despite her amusement, Jennifer felt nostalgic. The moment reminded her of their youth, when the three of them would cram into a bed or lie on the floor, chatting like carefree teenagers.
Jennifer reached over and pinched Kara's cheek lightly. "You heartless idiot," she muttered. Memories of her worries and fears for Kara's safety during her years away came flooding back—visions of tragic fates, such as Kara being torn apart by wild beasts or held captive.
Shaking her head, Jennifer dismissed those thoughts, set the documents aside, and gently moved Kara's arm. She rested her head next to Kara's and finally drifted off to sleep.
But suddenly, Kara's eyes snapped open. She glanced at Jennifer, who was sleeping peacefully, and then turned toward the window, where dawn was breaking.
Kara's expression turned icy and foreboding as she quietly slipped out of bed.
If someone had looked closely, they'd have noticed her feet hovering slightly above the ground. Kara wasn't walking—she was floating. She opened the door soundlessly with telekinetic precision, ensuring no noise disturbed Jennifer.
She left the hospital, rising into the clouds. From above, Kara looked down at the silent Gotham City. Closing her eyes, she focused, activating her super-hearing. Though the cacophony of the city filled her ears, she expertly filtered through the noise, searching for her target.
Moments later, Kara's eyes flew open. She activated her super-vision, locking onto a specific location.
"Joker," she muttered coldly. "Found you."
Chương 75: Chapter 75 (edited)
Kara had been suppressing her almost unbearable anger and killing intent since Jennifer's injury and the attack on her. She had been masking it well, not wanting Jennifer to notice. But when Bruce left and Jennifer finally fell asleep, Kara had nothing to hold her back.
Flying over Gotham City, Kara used her super vision and super hearing to locate the Joker. She didn't know him personally or have any prior encounters, but his infamy was impossible to ignore. The Joker had been all over the news, proudly broadcasting his atrocities. In fact, before attacking Jennifer, he had attacked other notable figures in Gotham and sent the footage to news agencies, fueling his twisted need for recognition.
Kara identified his location through his voice on one of those videos. But before confronting him, she flew to the Batcave. Entering stealthily through the side hidden behind the waterfall, she retrieved her personal equipment. Changing into her silver-gray Oracle Man suit, Kara left the cave and flew directly to Joker's hideout—a decrepit and abandoned amusement park that served as his lair.
The place was as dark and chaotic as the man himself. Kara stepped inside one of the old, decaying facilities, unaffected by the pitch-black surroundings. Her super vision revealed everything as clearly as daylight. Dozens of armed men were hiding, their weapons trained on her, ready to attack. At the center of it all was a man dressed in a gaudy purple suit, his face smeared with thick clown makeup. The greasy white paint and hollow black eye sockets framed his grotesquely scarred smile.
This was the Joker, the twisted jester of chaos who had become Gotham's darkest nightmare.
"Oh, look who it is! Oracle Man herself, gracing us with her presence!" Joker's voice was shrill and mocking as he let out a maniacal laugh. "Let's give her a proper welcome!"
At his command, a storm of bullets erupted, the sound deafening in the enclosed space. The hail of gunfire was relentless, a barrage meant to obliterate anyone in its path. But Kara stood her ground, unmoved. The bullets ricocheted harmlessly off her suit, disintegrating into powder.
When the gunfire ceased, the room was eerily silent. Kara calmly dusted off her suit, her voice altered by a modulator as she said, "Are you done? Good. My turn."
In a blur of silver-gray, Kara moved. Unlike Bruce, she didn't rely on stealth or strategy. She had the power of a Kryptonian, and she used it ruthlessly.
Her first target didn't even see her coming. Kara grabbed the man by the neck, her other hand bracing his shoulder, and tore his head clean off. Blood sprayed across the room. She turned to the next, her fist piercing his chest and crushing his heart.
The third man didn't fare any better; a single blow shattered his skull.
One by one, the men fell. Screams echoed briefly, only to be silenced as Kara methodically eliminated her targets. The dark room became a slaughterhouse, the once-confident thugs now cowering in fear, knowing they had provoked a force far beyond their comprehension.
Even the Joker, for all his bravado, found himself unnerved. His wild eyes darted around the room, trying to track Kara's movements, but all he saw was a blur of silver-gray and the aftermath of her wrath.
When the last of his men fell, Kara turned her attention to the Joker. She didn't waste time with threats or taunts. In an instant, she was in front of him, her fist raised to deliver a killing blow.
But the Joker, ever unpredictable, spoke just in time: "Wait! I can blow up Jennifer... and her baby."
Kara froze. His words hit her like a shockwave. Her fist hovered inches from his chest.
"How do you know about Jennifer? What do you mean?" she demanded, her voice tight with fury and dread.
"Oh, sweet Oracle Man," Joker said, his grin widening. "Why do you think the judge could find the bomb in time? Why wasn't it designed to kill her outright? And why, oh why, wasn't the baby harmed? Can you guess?"
Kara's eyes narrowed. "You... planned this?"
"Bingo!" Joker cackled. "You're quick, I'll give you that. Yes, I planned it all. It wasn't just about Jennifer. It was about you, Kara Zor-El. Or should I say, Kara Kent?"
Her blood ran cold. "How do you know my name?"
"Oh, a little birdie told me," Joker said, his voice dripping with mockery. "Or rather, a bat. Bruce Wayne sends his regards."
Kara's heart sank. If the Joker was telling the truth, Bruce had betrayed her. But why? And what was the Joker's real goal?
For the first time in a long while, Kara hesitated. The predator before her wasn't just a lunatic; he was a master manipulator. And now, he had her exactly where he wanted her.
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