Preface
Snow flitted around Gotham in fluffy cotton mounds. Blood streaked throughout the crystal white snow that glittered on the ground, turning pink. I maniacally laughed at the site of all the victims we managed to kill off without any sign of Batsy. The sound of peoples pain made me remember of what horror had smudged upon my soul, this emotion such a nefarious villain like me should never feel. As I searched the area for her face she smiled at me happily, squealing, as she ran into my arms to embrace me for what seemed to be an eternity. We smiled and shared a vicious laugh surrounded by dead bodies. A pair of psychopathic villains who were in love without a care in a world. I am ashamed that this had become of me.
Kicking through the lifeless corpses she followed me, prying a diamond ring of a rich Gotham resident, hearing the bone crack which sent my smile to stretch even more absurdly wide. I knelt down on one knee as she stared at me blank faced. I slipped the ring on her left ring finger, a blush shading its way on her perfect pale white face. She let out a cry of joy as she knelt down by me, pummeling me to the ground abruptly. I felt warm blood on the back of my neck, I reached behind my head, digging my rigid fingers into its warm crimson pool. I smeared the blood across her lips into a demented clown smile. Two of a kind for sure.
Between the two of us was a criminal and psychotic connection that only we could understand. We may express our love in...malicious ways, but how else would you expect one who is twisted to "love"?
I pulled her from the back of her head to peck a passionate kiss to her soft black lips. She was overwhelmingly happy, it made me happy. I did not want such a person in my life, a person to love. Fate has odd ways of showing.
A shadow of bat-like form swooped over head and that can only mean one thing. Batman had finally stirred and was ready to go in for the kill, the bad thing was I wasn't up for it.
"Not tonight, Batsy." I grabbed my girl around her waist and smashed a smiling smoke bomb to the floor. Tonight, on this beautiful cold winter day as cold as our veins was ours and ours alone.