A New Partner in Crime
The night was dark and empty. All but two men stood out in the front of the Gotham City Bank. One kept watch, while the other was breaking the gates open. After unlocking the chains that bounded the building doors, the lookout made a signal to the van that stood on the sidewalk.
The Joker was the first to step out, a few other men followed. The Joker took in a breath and exhaled, as if this was going to be a good evening. "Nothing like to rob a bank on a nice dark day." He said with a sarcastic tone. He and the others walked inside the unchained gate. The Joker cleared his throat while holding out his hand, and one of the men provided him with a large bomb throwing bazooka gun.
Liking his lips, as this was a habit; he steadied the gun on his shoulder and shot towards the glass doors, shattering it to pieces. He then let out a huge breath, and motioned to the others. "Alright now, shall we?" He stepped inside, while the men took every penny they could. The Joker however, felt something…funny. He started looking around suspiciously. Is someone here or what? Then he shook his head, of course no one is there. The whole damn place was locked. All that was heard is the ringing sirens in the room when they broke in. Nothing else. Suddenly another sound was heard…from a distance…police sirens.
"Joker?" One of the guys muttered nervously. They were starting to panic. The Joker just raised his eyebrows, and turned to his minions. "Let's go." He said. And just as they were headed out, everybody heard a light giggle. "I knew someone was here!" The Joker snarled. He snatched out a gun from his pocket. "Who's there?" the giggling went on again- a women giggle. "Come on!" The Joker yelled. "Where are you?"
"You'll have to search me to find out." The voice answered, with a childlike plea. A noise startled the group, making The Joker shoot towards that direction. The giggle turned into a loud laughter. "What a clever move." The voice responded. The Joker clenched his jaw. Whoever is here is trying to play tricks on him. "Why don't you just come on out-enough with the hiding and seeking huh?"
There was silence among them, moments later a sound was heard again. A figure was flipping acrobatically across the floor. One of the guys panicked and shot out a bullet, making the rest do the same. But the figure was too fast for them to catch and she dodged each one. The Joker raised up both arms. "Hold it!" They all stopped shooting, and everybody, including The Joker caught a silhouette standing a few feet away.
The Joker decided to take a closer look. He walked steadily near the figure, who smiled seductively at him. He checked her out a little. She was a slim young woman, like The Joker, her face was covered in white make-up except it was flawless, with dark eye shadow among the eyes, as well as black lipstick among the lips. She wore a checkered red and black costume that covered her whole body; it looked somewhat like a joker's costume.
He licked his lips once again. His eyes looked to her from head to toe. "And…what do they call you?" He asked. Her smile grew wider with glee. "You can call me-Stilts, Mr. Joker.?" He raised his eyebrows and nodded. Perhaps he wouldn't mind having a "partner in crime", besides- he does like what he sees. "Well…" He checked her out again. "I think I'll take you along, we have…many adventures to get to"