Chapter 134:

Chapter 134:

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[David Lance POV]

I continued researching about the events happening in the world, now adopting a new strategy to shake my pursuer off. My strategy was simple, changing my base once every two weeks, leaving crumbs for the pursuer that would lead him or her to nowhere.

When I wasn't gathering data about almost anything, my efforts were directed to finding an accessible shipment of 5-U-93-R, and while my efforts had not been in vain, as I had been able to locate multiple ships over the weeks, none of them were within my reach.

At least not if I wanted to keep my life.

Because of this, I had considered multiple times contacting the Batman of this world. However, I knew that if I did that, if I approached Batman, I would be pulled into this war, putting a target on my head.

I truly didn't want that.

Perhaps I was being a coward, I sure felt like one at times, but the truth was; that if I wanted to stay alive long enough to find a way home, to see my family again, my friends, I needed to stay out of this conflict.

I sighed.

I was getting tired.

Tired of running from place to place to avoid detection.

Tired of being alone.

I never thought it would be possible for me to hate someone more than the Joker, but here I was, hating Klarion with every fiber of my being.

If it wasn't for him, I would be home right now. But no, he had to come and ruin everything; he had to come and give me perspective. Now that I think about it, perspective about what?

I never questioned the why behind all of this; I mean, I did, but never beyond a surface level.

Why did Klarion go out of his way to send me to this universe? Why here, of all places? And what did he mean by perspective?

My powers are destructive, sure, but nothing Klarion can't handle with his magic. Besides, if the Light really wanted me out of the picture, Klarion would've killed me instead of sending me to a different universe altogether.

This wasn't them getting rid of me.

....

This was them giving me perspective...

Harley out cold; I began to search her weapons and other items as I tied her down, looking for items like 5-U-93-R, finding a few under one of the pockets on her rear as I finished tying her up.

I inspected the pill up close, and it matched every picture of the pill I had found during my research.

Good, now I just have to leave Harley in a place the Regime can't find her and leave this--

Before I could complete that thought, I was sent flying through the air, my body going through several walls of concrete before I hit the ground hard, pain coursing through my body as I tried to get up.

However, my body was in a state of shock, the amount of damage I had received kept me in place as my body refused to obey me; in fact, I was barely conscious as I was right now.

"Naughty, naughty, touching poor Harley," Harley chastised me.

But how? She was out cold a few moments ago.

"Though I will admit, I liked that electric shock," Harley giggled as she approached me. "Made my toes curl for a bit."

I grit my teeth, blood dripping into the ground as I tried to get up, only for Harley to step on my back, grinding her heel into my spine.

"Oh no, you don't," Harley cooed, pressing her heel down on my back hard. "You're not going anywhere."

I tried to move, tried to get away from her, but it was pointless; the pain was too much, and my body refused to obey me. Not only that, but she was clearly displaying super strength leagues beyond mine.

"Now, where were we?" Harley asked, leaning down close to my ear.

The pill, I took one from her.

I just need to take it.

If I moved, Harley would attack me again, and another attack of that magnitude I knew I couldn't take.

I had but one option, copying her and striking when her guard was down and seeing she was obviously on 5-U-93-R, then I had no need to hold back. Without delay, I dropped to the ground completely, pretending to be unconscious, just as Batman had taught me.

"Oh, you're no fun," Harley pouted as she prodded my side with her bat. Before turning my body around with her foot.

I inwardly smiled before muttering. "Surprise." The blast sent Harley flying into the air, giving me enough time to take the 5-U-93-R I had taken from her.

"That tickled," Harley said, a small amount of awe in her voice. "I can see why Batsy wants you so bad... wait, does he even know about your voice?" she paused for a few moments, pondering over her own question before she started laughing hysterically.

I pushed myself off the ground, and with each passing moment, I could feel the drug I had taken coursing through my veins almost. It was an intoxicating feeling, one that made me feel invincible.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and the world around me seemed to take on a new clarity. Every sound, every thought, every breath was amplified; hell, even the colors were brighter and more vivid.

Even the pain from a few moments ago seemed almost gone, leaving nothing but total exhilaration and a sense of power I had never felt before, nor I ever thought it possible to exist.

Cracking my neck, I turned my attention to Harley. It was time for round three.