This is the latest continuation of Island Dreams.
The bomb contained a postcard from an exotic island. Ivy insisted on running foresensic tests for trace elements to locate the Joker and Goliath. I needed some air. I called Holly and asked her to meet me outside the Iceburg Lounge for a new venue.
Chapter 1 of A Feral's Scratch I knew we had to stop the Joker and fast. Holly and I decided to not seduce but to tempt another of our infamous tricks of the trade.
We enter Gotham's Underworld filled with the most dangerous villains the world has ever seen. We set up an area as if to play cards and Holly and I threw our best ones onto the table.
We suggested since there is strength in numbers that we join forces against the Joker. Most began to walk away but I added a bit of sugar to sweeten up the not so sweet kitty. Not only would the job be rewarded with a hige sum of money, it would also allow a chance for each member involved to expand a burrough of their own to run. The penguins sqawked as I made the announcement but nodded in acknowledgement as he placed his tophat on the stained felt table and Holly threw names on paper into the pile. "Each paper has a burrough." "I know it is not in your nature to share but birds of a f eather should flock together!" I sat with a sultry smile.
The penguin chirps with laughter as the mob now dive for his hat.
"The stipulation is that you buy locally or from what Penguin has imported as he owns the wharf area and specializes in this trade." The nod in agreement. This will bring a bit of peace to Gotham and take the monopoly away from the Penguin but allowing him to still be a big man in town.
I know all to well how absolute power corrupts absolutly!