Disclaimer: I wish, but since I don't I have to resort to writing fan
fiction.
A/N: Christmas is only a week away. Time to celebrate. (
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Christmas is just around the corner, one week to be exact, and the city was in a rush to get their shopping done. This also meant that the crime in New Gotham was higher than usual. The honest police officers were working harder than ever, while the other cops were busy taking payoffs. Huntress was also busy fighting the newest and biggest crime wave to hit New Gotham. Nothing really major had happened, yet. Only small robberies and assaults, but that soon changed.
Huntress: What is it with Christmas and the increase in crime in this city?
Oracle: Well, you know presents to buy. People that don't have any money result to robbery.
Huntress: Yeah, I get that, but do they have to all do it at the same time? Couldn't they just spread out? It seems like they are all organized or something.
Oracle: Um . . . Huntress, I hate to interrupt, but Reese just activated the Bat Ring.
Huntress: Okay, where is he?
Oracle: The alley behind the precinct.
Huntress: Okay, I'm on my way. Huntress out.
She jumps off the roof and makes her way to the precinct. She jumps down right behind Reese scaring him half to death.
Reese: God! Why do you always do that?
Huntress: Oh come on you should be use to it by now.
Reese: Anyway, (he takes out a folder and opens it) we have a double homicide and a witness saw a guy with green hair and a really obnoxious laugh.
Huntress's face turned pale, her eyes went wide, and her mouth dropped open. Reese saw her reaction and got really confused and nervous.
Reese: Are you all right?
Huntress: (Only one thing came to mind) The Joker! It can't be. He's been locked up for seven years.
Reese: Now wait a minute, who?
Huntress: The Joker. Green hair. That horrible screeching laugh.
Reese: How do you now? Huntress: (She turned her comm. unit on) Oracle, we have a problem.
Oracle: What is it?
Huntress: The Joker. He's back.
Oracle: That's impossible.
Huntress: Do you think that he knows who I am?
Oracle: God, I hope not. Hurry back here at once. I don't want to risk it.
Huntress: I'm standing here with Reese. What should I do?
Oracle: Bring him here.
Huntress was stunned about what Oracle said.
Huntress: Are you sure.
Oracle: Yeah, he has helped us a lot.
Huntress: Alright, fine. I'll be right there. (She looks over at Reese) You just got your self-invited to our secret lair.
A/N: Christmas is only a week away. Time to celebrate. (
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Christmas is just around the corner, one week to be exact, and the city was in a rush to get their shopping done. This also meant that the crime in New Gotham was higher than usual. The honest police officers were working harder than ever, while the other cops were busy taking payoffs. Huntress was also busy fighting the newest and biggest crime wave to hit New Gotham. Nothing really major had happened, yet. Only small robberies and assaults, but that soon changed.
Huntress: What is it with Christmas and the increase in crime in this city?
Oracle: Well, you know presents to buy. People that don't have any money result to robbery.
Huntress: Yeah, I get that, but do they have to all do it at the same time? Couldn't they just spread out? It seems like they are all organized or something.
Oracle: Um . . . Huntress, I hate to interrupt, but Reese just activated the Bat Ring.
Huntress: Okay, where is he?
Oracle: The alley behind the precinct.
Huntress: Okay, I'm on my way. Huntress out.
She jumps off the roof and makes her way to the precinct. She jumps down right behind Reese scaring him half to death.
Reese: God! Why do you always do that?
Huntress: Oh come on you should be use to it by now.
Reese: Anyway, (he takes out a folder and opens it) we have a double homicide and a witness saw a guy with green hair and a really obnoxious laugh.
Huntress's face turned pale, her eyes went wide, and her mouth dropped open. Reese saw her reaction and got really confused and nervous.
Reese: Are you all right?
Huntress: (Only one thing came to mind) The Joker! It can't be. He's been locked up for seven years.
Reese: Now wait a minute, who?
Huntress: The Joker. Green hair. That horrible screeching laugh.
Reese: How do you now? Huntress: (She turned her comm. unit on) Oracle, we have a problem.
Oracle: What is it?
Huntress: The Joker. He's back.
Oracle: That's impossible.
Huntress: Do you think that he knows who I am?
Oracle: God, I hope not. Hurry back here at once. I don't want to risk it.
Huntress: I'm standing here with Reese. What should I do?
Oracle: Bring him here.
Huntress was stunned about what Oracle said.
Huntress: Are you sure.
Oracle: Yeah, he has helped us a lot.
Huntress: Alright, fine. I'll be right there. (She looks over at Reese) You just got your self-invited to our secret lair.