"I say we let him fall and go 'splat'" a woman police officer with brown hair stated. She stared at the dangling clown prince of crime with distaste. He giggling madly pointed at her.
"I like this one!" he teased she snorted and turned around to the man officer behind her.
"Or we could have the mayor do it. Ya know with his giant scissors?" She said smiling "It could be a public execution." The male officer rolled his eyes
"Enough Creed. This isn't medieval times." He said his brown eyes held a stern look. She huffed and blew a piece of brown hair out of her face.
"How many times must I tell you to call me Izzie?" she asked turning back at the joker who was swaying on that one string back and forth. "What kind of string is that anyway? It must be pretty strong if it can carry him." She stated walking and plucking the string with her finger.
"Don't ask me ask the Batman." The male officer said. Izzie rolled her eyes, she didn't like the Batman, and because of him officers don't get the credit they deserve.
"You a Batman fan Dave?" She asked turning towards him again. Dave nodded "What's so important about a man in a cowl anyways? He must be crazy if he runs around dressed as a bat fighting crime." She stated turned to the joker "He must be batshit crazy." She said while nodding and he laughed his psychotic laugh that made Izzie shutter.
"Well, at least he managed to stop the Joker, and save the ferries, and Gotham city." Dave concluded. "Now grab the joker" Izzie opened her mouth in shock.
"Um no! Are you crazy? He'll pull me off the edge and I'll be the one going 'splat'!" she yelled, but the look on Dave's face made her turn around and eye the Joker suspiciously.
"I don't bite." He laughed, Izzie rolled her eyes
"You better not." She went to grab him by his jacket to pull him closer to the edge, but he grabbed her by the hands, and the next thing she knew she was falling from the top of the un finished building; the only thing she could hear was Joker's laughing and her own pathetic scream.
But before she hit the ground, everything went white, and she heard a woman's voice in her head. The voice was calming
"Death is not your destiny today Isabella Creed"
