The Death

We sneak our way through the top of the warehouse and watch below as the Scarecrow, Catwomen and Harley all dance around someone tied to a chair.


"They're gonna kill him." Batman says.


"I know." I whisper back.


Batman makes his way across the steal beams and looks down onto his prey. I walk the opposite direction and watch them all taunt and poke fun of the poor man sitting in the chair. That should be me down there with them, but I'm up here, with Batman.


Batman drops something across the room causing me to snap out of my thoughts and the three villains to look in the direction of the noise. They argue with each other, finally the Scarecrow leaves the two women. Batman quickly takes him out by landing on top of him, knocking him out. I watch as Batman looks up and me nodding. It's my turn.


I watch as Harley Quinn picks up her bat and goes to swing it at the man but I throw a rope down and hook the bat, pulling it out of her grasp. She yells and looks up at me holding her bat.


"Bee what the hell you doing up there?" Catwoman questions.


I drop the bat on top of Harley, causing it to hit her head with a loud thunk. She growls at me and rubs her head. I smile done and laugh.


"Just having fun."


I drop down with the two ladies and walk towards them, I pick up Harley's bat which lies next to the ladies.


"How'd you escape the Bats?" Harley asks.


I look at the bat and toss it from hand to hand, clicking my tongue.


"Funny thing-" I start and look at them, "I didn't."


Suddenly Batman drops down and wraps Catwoman in rope, causing Harley to turn to her friend who's being tied up. As Harley is turned away from me I take the back and swing it at the back of her head but she dodged it before it made contact with the back of her head.


"Why you little-" I hear Catwoman say.


She fights against Batman and his grasp. Meanwhile Harley jumps on top of me and pushes me to the ground. She pins my hands down as I struggle under her thin frame. She punches me square in the nose, pain rippling through my face. I grunt as I kick my legs up, hitting her back, making her fall forward. I take this moment to push her off me. Now with me on top of her, I punch her and reach for the bat that I dropped. I reach over her head as she tries to wiggle her way out of my grasp. Harley suddenly bites my arm as soon as I grasp the bat. I scream as her teeth dig into my skin, causing blood to gush out. I take the bat and she kicks it out of my hands, and pushes me off her. I fall on my back and Harley takes out a small knife from her boot. Her eyes are on fire as she runs at me with the knife. I scramble to grab the bat in time to just knock the knife out of her hand and swing at her face, knocking her out, as the sound echos through the warehouse.


I stand up as my breathing is heavy. I groan and crack my neck looking around at Batman who has just knocked out Catwoman, now dragging the scarecrow with the two women. We tie them all up and tie them together.


"Let Gordon get the trash later." Batman says walking past me.


We cut free the man they held and told him to go to the police and get them here as soon as possible. He ran off, still shaking in his skin. Poor fool.


We make our way through the dark warehouse, nothing but the water outside the building, the windy softly howling, and water dripping, fill my ears. Suddenly a few lights flicker and explode, causing me to flinch back. I turn back and see that Batman is gone. The air seems cold as I stand by myself. I hear movement around me as I stand in the lonely spotlight.


"Well, well, well...." a voice says.


My heart starts to beat faster as I turn to all the voices around me. The echo in the warehouse makes it hard to hear where the one voice is coming from.


"The hero and the villain."


I look to my left and see nothing but darkness. I try and focus on where the voice is coming from but I can't focus enough. My thoughts are running wild.


"Just like old times."


A rope snaps and a body falls in front of me, hanging and tied up. I look and see it's Batman. He groans as the rope is right around his body. My eyes grow wide and I hear footsteps come closer.


"Looks like I clipped the bats wings." The Joker says stepping into the light.


I rush to Batman's side and before I can cut the rope free he falls from a gun shot. I turn around he see the Joker pointing his gun above my head. I turn back and Batman is gone.


"I am getting better with my allusions." The Joker giggled.


"Where'd he go?" I ask, holding back my tears of anger.


The Joker gasps, "since when did you start caring for Batman?"


"Since I figured out that you changed my DNA to make me your own creation!" I snap back.


The Joker sighs and rubs the tip of the gun against his temple. "It was Bat's wasn't it? He did this to you."


"No!" I shake my head, "you did this to me!"


The Joker laughs at me and points his gun at me. "I made you who you were meant to be."


"You made me a monster." I grit my teeth, huffing my words.


"You were so good, then that Bruce Wayne fellow ruined it all. But of course I know he's Batman. But still. He ruined this whole thing." The Joker says starting to circle around me.


He stops and squints his eyes at me and shakes his head. The Joker then snaps his fingers and Batman is pushed out from the darkness, hands tied behind his back. The Joker walks towards him and claps his hands together and sighs. He then turns back to me.


"You should never had gone to that party, maybe you wouldn't be here right now." He starts, "you shouldn't have gone on that date with him. Maybe you'd still be working with me?"


"Stop it." I whisper.


"Maybe you shouldn't have taken the job from me, maybe you'd be off killing other people in another city. But you wouldn't have meet dear Bruce Wayne."


"Stop!" I yell at him.


"Maybe-" the Joker looks at Batman and suddenly rips his mask off, to reveal Bruce. His tired eyes looks heavy, with a few cuts on his face and a bloody nose. "Maybe, you would have never married Bruce. Maybe Luke would still be alive."


"Shut up!" I scream throwing my hands back and gripping my swords.


I swing my arm and miss as tears blind my vision. Before I can make another move the Joker has his gun on the temple of Bruce. I gasp and slowly lower my swords.


"Make another move and I'll shoot him."


"Why are you doing this. I don't understand." I sigh.


The Joker looks down at Bruce, who is watching me as best he can with the last bit of strength he's got. The Joker laughs,


"I do it because I'm bored."


Suddenly my ears ring as a gunshot is made through the cold air. My head spins as his body drops to the floor, blood pooling around him. I gasp in shock as I fall to my knees.

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