A/N: Hey guys, Famine here!

Sorry about making you guys wait so long for my next fic, but here it is, Arkham vs. Tricell! I know it's very strange, but this is what happens after I watch all of Red vs. Blue, The Dark Knight, some of the old Batman cartoons, and finish playing some Resident Evil. I know the characters will seem a little OOC, but it's a parody! So, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hi I'm a marvel and I'm a DC, Red vs. Blue, Batman, Phineas and Ferb, or Resident Evil. No matter how much I want to T-T.

Note: Italics: Flashback or thoughts

"Hi I'm a Capcom."

"And I'm the Joker!"

"I'm Albert Wesker."

"And I've always got a smile on my face!"

"Good for you, now a lot of people have said I'm the best video game villain of all time."

"And a lot of people say I'm the best comic book villain of all time."

Joker paused and then turned to Wesker.

"But, wait," he said to the blonde. "Then, who's the better villain?"

Wesker and Joker stared at each other for a second before bursting out in laughter.

"What a stupid question!" Wesker laughed.

"I know! It's so obvious that it's-" Joker laughed along.

"It's definitely-"

"Me."

"Me."

They both paused and stared at each other.

"You?" Wesker snorted.

"Yeah, why? What makes you better?" Joker replied.

Wesker only continued to laugh. "I don't get my ass kicked by a guy in tights!"

"Well," Joker tried to come up with a comeback. "At least I don't get bitch slapped by a girl!"

If looks could kill, the Joker would have been reduced to ashes by Wesker's hateful glare.

The Joker smiled, "I smell parody!"

Xxxxxxxxx later at Blood Gulch Xxxxxxxxx

Famine suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"We're just borrowing this set." She assured the readers before they began flaming. "Rooster Teeth isn't using it at the moment, so enjoy the fun!"

Famine disappeared into a puff of smoke.

She began coughing and her distant shouts could be heard. "Dammit War! I told you no more smoke bombs!"

Xxxxxxxxx Arkham base Xxxxxxxxx

Penguin and Riddler sat on the roof of the base staring out at the horizon.

"Hey, Riddler."

"Yes?"

"Did you ever wonder why we're here?"

"That's one of the great mysteries of life, Penguin. Why are we here? Is there any meaning to our existence? Is there really a god?-"

"Whoa, what?" Penguin interrupted.

"What?" Riddler asked.

"I meant why are we HERE? You know, at this base. I mean, as far as I know, the only reason we're in this mess is because those Capcom idiots think they're better than us. And the only reason we have a base over here is because they have a base over there."

"Oh,"

"What was all that stuff about God?"

"N-nothing." The Riddler turned as his face turned a bright red.

There was a moment of awkward silence before Penguin broke it.

"You want to talk about it?" he asked.

"No, no, I'm good."

Xxxxxxxxx Tricell base Xxxxxxxxx

Wesker sat at his desk furiously trying to figure out a good plan of action. The door opened to reveal Excella leaning against the door frame.

"Oh, Albie." She purred as she neared his desk.

"Hello, Excella." Wesker said not looking up from his plans.

"What'cha doing?" she asked after finally reaching his desk.

"Trying to strike before they do." He answered still not looking at her.

"Why not have a little fun?" she asked sitting on his desk.

"Prank calling Rebecca with Billy's cell phone?" Wesker asked holding up Billy's cell.

"No," Excella tried to drop more hints. "I mean with someone you love."

Wesker thought for a moment. "Prank call Rebecca with Billy's cell phone with my mother?"

Excella sighed in disappointment. Seducing Wesker was going to be harder than she thought.

Xxxxxxxxx Arkham base Xxxxxxxxx

"Hello, Riddler."

"Hello, Penguin."

Penguin looked around and noticed their only two comrades were missing.

"Um," he was almost afraid to ask. "Where are Harley and Joker?"

"In Joker's room." Riddler sighed with aggravation.

Penguin sighed. "Damn, why is it that the only girl on our side is Harley Quinn? I mean Tricell has two! Not to mention one of them is under a mind control device so it's not like it'd be hard to rewire-"

Penguin stopped and turned to Riddler. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Depends," Riddler replied holding out a folded up piece of paper to Penguin. "Is this what you were thinking?"

Penguin took the paper and looked at it. His eyes went wide and a deep blush moved across his face. He turned away.

"NO, NO, NO! THIS IS NOT WHAT I WAS THINKING!"

"Penguin," Riddler growled. "You're holding it upside down."

Penguin flipped the paper and looked at it again. "Oh, yeah! This is exactly what I was thinking! Let's go!"

Xxxxxxxxx outside Tricell base Xxxxxxxxx

"Oh, come on!" Irving shouted. "Why is it I'm always the one to get stuck with the mindless puppet?"

Jill didn't move or react to his complaints. She had strict orders from Wesker.

"Keep an eye on those Arkham idiots." He had told her. "And if Irving tries anything beat the crap out of him."

Irving looked back at Jill. She was lying on her stomach and looking through her binoculars at the enemy's base. He smirked. Maybe, he thought, I can have a little fun with her.

He reached his hand out toward her. Suddenly Jill's hand gripped his wrist and a loud CRACK! could be heard as she broke it.

"OOOOOOOWWWWWWW!" He cried. "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN! AH! THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BEND LIKE THAT!"

Suddenly Jill pushed him away. "Behind you." She told him.

"Huh?" Irving turned only to be met with a cane to the face. Sudden darkness took him as he heard what sounded like a fight between Jill and two guys. Then there was silence.

A/N: Uh oh. Things don't look too good for Tricell at the moment. What will happen next? To tell you the truth, I don't even know.