Chapter 149

As a result, she has man-hating views that are very much stuck in her head. And the inability to have close relationships with living beings generally drove into deep depression with complications on the psyche. I learned half of it myself, and the rest from Strange and Pam. As it turned out, she and her are old friends. Moreover, they even started studying in one college, only then Pam transferred to another, as she changed her field of research to biology and biochemistry. And Louise remained a born chemist.

By the way, it's pretty funny that they had a great external similarity in their student days. I saw the photo that Pam showed me in their first year. Both red-haired attractive young girls, both wearing glasses, only their eyes are different and their height is slightly different. Pamela's were green and Louise's were brown. It was after gaining those abilities that she changed the color of her hair and even her eyes.

And after those events, she began to suffer mentally. She even tried to follow the path of "pink love". But she killed her mistresses with a kiss, and when she found out that Pamela had a very strong regeneration, she wanted to try with her as well. I thought maybe she could do something with her. Pamela survived ... after contacting her for a few minutes. As a result, she treated long-term frostbite of the lips, cheeks, intimate area and legs. Therefore, Louise did not even dare to think about starting a serious relationship with someone. But they remained friends no matter what.

So I tried, in the course of inclinations to her thirst for science and the option to go under the arm of Wayne Industries and work there.

Lincoln tried to rectify her situation by gaining control over her powers or by removing them completely. But she didn't succeed. There was a lack of equipment and funds. So she was engaged in robbery. And for this she was nicknamed the next freak and femenist maniac. Although she has this glory on her side. She has a goal to which she goes. And I will help her with this. If I can't cure it, then ... in general, I talked to Pam about her friend and she knows that her forces do not work on me, so she squeezed out an official carte blanche to recruit Louise into our "family".

But lately I realized that in addition to her family, she can also enter my organization.

After a certain time, I wanted to drop everything and go to Louise's mark.

But I was stopped by the approach of another acting person, who was clearly moving here. And it even bothered me a little. He slowly climbed to the roof of the skyscraper where I was and sat down next to me.

- Good night, Isaac. - in all his yellow 32 smiled Joker.

- Hello, Uncle Joker, you also decided to walk in the rain? - I asked in the "image".

- Oh! Hee hee hee. Of you, Isaac, of course, is a good actor, but you can't fool me, I see those crazy eyes. And I see in them what I saw in an adult Dinklage. So let's not play this stupid game, even though I would watch you fool the rest. Pretty funny, isn't it? When you are considered not who you are. They are counting on one thing, but cunning plans are hidden behind the mask of innocence. Hee hee hee ...

- And you are difficult to deceive. I chuckled. - You know, did not expect that you will find me, if not a secret, then how?

- Well, it's not that difficult. - Joker threw up his hands. "I knew you were at home. This was followed by my henchmen. I didn't want you to get hurt. You are my friend! - and broke into a smile even more.

- What about Batman?

- OU! Well, he is also a friend, but an old, kind, proven one. And you are new, because the more friends, the more fun, the more fun, the better this city. And I love this city. You know, I especially love the rain. It, after its completion, smells differently for the first minutes. Some will say that it temporarily dampens the smell of mold, shit, and all kinds of other waste in the slums. But no, I can smell what has been in this city since its foundation. Do you know what that smell is?

The Joker started talking a lot. On the one hand, it's interesting to listen to, on the other ... it might be dangerous. But my intuition is silent. Although she was silent with that Clarion artifact. Although there was not such a problem with him. But still…

- Perhaps it is the smell of death.

- HM. Interesting answer. Batman said another word - hope. Ha-hee-hee-hee. Oh! He is so naive, how much I don't teach him, how much I don't talk to him, but the truth of this city does not reach him ...

- And what is this truth about which you speak? And what's the smell after the rain? I asked.

- It's the smell of madness. - the psychopath threw up his hands to heaven. - It hovers even now, we just don't feel it. Most do not feel, or rather. But you and I know this smell, this craving ... You are the same as me and Batman. You are one of us. - now I understand Harley, it's hard not to succumb to such a pretentious speech, I even started to pump a little will during our conversation, so as not to succumb to the influence of the Joker.

- HM. Interesting idea. I will remember her. But still, how did you find me?

- Ah! Yes, forgive me, I completely forgot, sometimes I move away from the topic so much that wow ... Well, where did I stop at? But it doesn't matter. I'll say briefly - the guys told me that you washed off in some kind of flash. Renee looked for you, but she couldn't find you. And then I realized that you deliberately washed away from them. Got it? I nodded weakly, although that was not the whole truth. - HM. Not the whole truth. However, it does not matter. I brainwashed a little, figured out what places you can visit and hacked satellites, tracking you by them. It was pretty easy to find a little boy in Gotham alone on the rooftop.

- It's clear. Well, why did you come?

- Ask how you are doing.

- Well, okay, I'm waiting for someone. For business it is necessary.

- Clearly. Would you like some candy? - and handed me one from his pocket.

- No thanks. I'm not hungry.

- Well, as you wish. Jay waved his hand and stood up. - I went then.

And the Joker just took it, got up and walked to the door.

I'm not even surprised. Tracking me, hacking satellites and pinning myself in the rain to me in order to ask how are you and offer candy ... only the Joker can do that.

Exactly! Hack the system ...

- Joker!

- A?! The green-haired man turned around. - What's happened?

"Are you a pretty good hacker?" - I smiled no worse than him.

- Well, yes and what?

- Need your help. The fact is that I want to play Batman ... - with these words, the Joker began to listen to me attentively and pulled the same smile as mine.

Explaining what was required of him took no more than twenty minutes. I handed over the disk that I kept in the Inventory all the time, and we parted, happy with each other.

And as soon as the Joker left and five minutes later one "Kryptonian swimmer" appeared in Gotham City.

By that time I had already calmed down from the insane laughter that was the consequence of my meeting with Jay. And again he played the sad pug of an abandoned kitten.

- Isaac! - Kara turned to me. - What are you doing here? Why not at home? Let me bring you back to Pamela and ...

- No! - I stood up to my full height and frowned. - I will not go back there. I do not want!

At this point, Power Girl apparently had a cognitive dissonance and she returned to a calmer state. She measured me with a look of complete surprise and then, from a "hanging" state, sank to the ground with her feet.

"Isaac, tell me how did you get here?"

- Escaped from Pamela. She's a liar. My parents are dead. And they lied to me that they would be back soon. But they won't come back! - more tears. - I am alone, and no one needs! I miss mom and dad ...