Joker's POV:
One rainy night in Gotham City, I was up on a rooftop battling my greatest enemy, Batman. I was holding a bloody knife in my hand, since I had just stabbed someone who got in my way. But I wasn't afraid to do it again.
"Stabbing an innocent? You disgust me," growled Batman.
I licked the knife in a sassy way. "One less slow walker to deal with," I said, smirking evilly.
"Even so, murder doesn't solve anything," Batman retorted.
"Well it certainly helps me get rid of annoying people. And you're next!" I lunged at him with my knife.
"Oh, please. You know you'd have no one to match wits with if I died," said Batman, rolling his eyes.
Again, I tried to slash at him. "True. But torturing you is just as fun! HAHAHAHAHA!"
He knocked the knife out of my hand and pinned me to the roof's power box. Grabbing me by my shirt collar, he growled, "I won't let you hurt anyone else!"
I chuckled. "You can lock me up all you want, Batsy. But I always find a way out."
Batman's forearm was pressed hard against my ribcage, making me gasp for breath. "If you weren't insane, you'd be getting the chair right now. And not even the Lazarus Pits would bring you back."
Smirking, I added, "You really think they'd have the balls for that? They didn't even bother with it when I was still working for the Valestra mob!"
Batman looked confused. "Wait, what?"
Realizing I just blew a huge secret, I tried to backpedal. "Nothing. It's just the voices in my head arguing again. Forget I said anything."
Batman slumped me over his shoulder. "You're going to maximum security for a LONG time."
Batman's POV:
With the Joker behind bars, I could finally relax. At least for a little while. But something he had said troubled me:
"When I was still working for the Valestra mob".
What did the Joker know about them?
I decided to do some research on it later. Right now, I needed to sleep.
To be continued...