Chapter 133:

Chapter 133:

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[David Lance POV]

For weeks, I researched about everything I could without moving too much from my temporary base, keeping my radius of operations small and easy to control.

During this time, I had also discovered I was being tracked, even though I had been extra careful not to leave any traces of my existence behind, meaning whoever was tracking me was using whatever I had left behind during my arrival.

I thought for a while about my options and the best way to get rid of my pursuer. Eventually coming to the conclusion that doing nothing would be the best course of action; seeing as my pursuer clearly had no idea who I truly was, inaction was the best path.

Back on the subject of my research, I had managed to discover a bit more about my situation, timeline-wise, after connecting a few dots here and there. Sadly, I wasn't entirely sure of when I was, but I had narrowed it down to somewhere within the second year of Injustice and the third, seeing as events such as Superman outing Batman by revealing his identity to the world through social media, and the death of Oliver had already come to pass.

I sighed.

Superman was in control.

Batman was on the run.

The world was in total chaos.

Hmmmmm, maybe I shouldn't be thinking that; I mean, I'm tickling the nuts of bad luck right there.

Oh well.

Where was I?

Right! I was tracking a mysterious individual that had been avoiding me for weeks. Isn't that fun, voice in my head?

Yes, it is Harley! But keep your focus; you're getting sidetracked again, like always!

Ok, ok, geez, don't worry! I'm totally focused! Scout's honor!

Anyways, like I was saying, this enigmatic individual had been avoiding me for weeks, but even though he, or she, was good, I had a feeling I was finally closing in on them, and once I did, kapow! I can wait to capture my target, Batsy will be so proud of me when I finish this assignment!

I mean, sure, Batsy is not exactly the most talkative person out there, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate my efforts. Or at least that's what I like to believe.

Harley... the voice inside your head talking, one of them at least, just letting you know that one, you are getting sidetracked, and two, you're still skipping and laughing like a maniac in the middle of a busy street, and people are starting to stare...

They are?!

Oops! Gotta go!

I quickly ducked into an alleyway, pressing my back against the wall and peeking out to see if anyone was following me. "Thanks, crazy voices!" I giggled to myself before quickly darting out of the alleyway and making my way toward the sewage.

I would take a nap there and then start my search again when it was nighttime. After all, that's when my target would be the most active...