Joker stared out of the tinted windows of the SUV. He was giddy with excitement. He had a new game for Batsy. It involved intricate and carefully planned traps, explosions, guns, and bratty little teenagers. All of those had been obtained, except for the bratty teenagers. They were being unwilling donated by the various high schools around the city.
How exactly is he going to get the children? It's simple. Kill the bus drivers. At least a few of them. And replace them with his own men. The slightly saner few he had on hand. Then drive 'em out of the city limits to an undisclosed location.
"Boss, Lazy says his bus is loading up." Joker looked up to the driver.
"Good, let's get going then, eh, shall we? Hmheheha." The man nodded and started the vehicle. Joker fidgeted in his seat with anticipation at the thought of blood and screams.
