AN: Here's chapter 2.
"Okay, I'll admit it!" Joker yelled turning around to face the other rouges, "We're lost alright! Completely freak'n lost!"
"We told you that two hours ago, clown," Harvey Dent, aka Two Face, snapped as he flipped his coin into the air.
"It's not all that bad," Jervis Tetch, the Mad Hatter, said trying to sound positive.
"For once I'll have to agree with, Hatter." Pamela Isley, mostly referred to as Poison Ivy, said admiring the surroundings.
It was quite obvious the inmates of Arkham Asylum weren't in Gotham anymore. The tall oak and green pine trees proved that fact to them. Occasionally they'd hear the sound of a bird going home for the night. Some brush and orange leaves were trampled down by the Joker, creating his own path through the woods. With the sun going down, and the plants' leaves blocking out some of the little light they had left, it was almost impossible to walk. There didn't seem to be an end to the tree-lines.
"Of course you would, Ivy," Joker replied in a half amused tone as he stared at a piece of paper. "Harl, are you possitive this is east?"
Harley Quinn looked down at her compass as she walked up to Joker.
"Yup," She said with a smile, "If the M goes at the bottom, then we are!"
As soon as Harley let the words come out of her mouth she noticed all the strange looks on her fellow rouges' faces.
"M?" Jonathan Crane, the Scarecrow, snapped as he walked over to Harley, "What kind of Compass are you reading, girl?"
Harley looked up at the taller man. "This one, Professor Crane." She handed him the compass.
Jonathan looked at the circular black object for mere seconds before turning it slightly to the left. His face dropped.
"That's west, Ms. Quin."
"Whatdya mean, west?" Harley asked looking over to view the now in order compass. ".... Oops..."
"OOPS!" Joker shouted snatching the compass from Crane, "Dammit, Harl! You went to goddamn college and you don't know how to read a compass!"
"Sorry, Puddin'," Harley said with a frown. "You gave me the compass and that was the position it was in..."
"Since when does a compass have an "M" on it?" Joker yelled.
Harley just shrugged.
"An "M", honestly?" Joker said shaking his head, and looked behind him. "Hey, Riddles, what does "M" stand for on a compass?"
There was a silence as everyone looked around. Edward Nigma, the Riddler, was nowhere to be seen. A crunching of leaves coming from behind the group grew louder, and soon the Riddler collapsed on his knees and arms, trying to catch his breath.
"What the hell happened to you?" Harvey asked looking down at him.
"I'm not cut out for this forest life." Riddler replied. "So where are we?"
Joker mumbled something under his breath before clenching his fists together. Without warning he chucked the compass as far as he could.
"Now, was that necessary?" Jervis asked looking in the direction the compass went.
"What difference does it make!" Joker yelled tearing up the map, "We've been travelling the west for God knows how long, and no one knows where we are!"
"Calm down, Joker!" Ivy snapped.
"Or what?" Joker said looking angrily at the redhead. "You going to sick your plants on me?"
"I might," Ivy growled. "But thanks to your temper tantrum, we're all lost."
"Good going, clown," Harvey snapped.
"Gee, Harv," Joker said looking over at the ex-district attorney. "I just love all the help you provided for this little escape."
Two Face looked right and left.
"Heads we go back the way we came, tails, straight."
"Who died and put you in charge?" Joker asked.
"You have a better plan, Joker?" Riddler asked getting up to his feet, using a tree for help.
Joker looked around.
"Yes!" Joker said with a grin. "Heads, right, tails, left!"
"Why in the world would we go left or right?" Jervis asked.
"BECAUSE I WANT TO!" Joker shouted.
All the rouges backed off. Harvey flipped his coin high into the air, and caught it. He flipped it over onto his left wrist. The result...
"Scar side up," Harvey said to the crowd. "We go left."
---BTAS--
"Tom and Tad Trigger," Bolton's deep booming voice echoed down the corridor. "I have an assignment for you boys."
"S'rry, Mr. Bolton," Tad said leaning against the right wall of his cell. "Me 'n my brother ain't interested in no proposal ya got."
"Brother's right, Lyle." Tom said leaning against the left wall of his cell. "Now get the hell outta our faces."
Bolton smiled. "What if I can manage to lift your sentence for a while."
"We're a doin' mighty fine right here," Tad said.
"That's too bad," Bolton said. "I was going to let you boys do some target shooting..."
Tom and Tad looked over at Bolton, now interested.
"Whats that youra sayn' 'bout doin' some shootin' and we get out?" Tad asked, now standing up and leaning on the glass, his twin brother doing the same in the next cell.
"'Nd us gettin' out early 'cause of it?" Tom added on.
"Of course, boys." Bolton said walking up to the cells. "Just warning you, these are not easy targets."
"There is no target to hard for the Trigger Twins," Tad snapped.
"That's good to hear, boys" Bolton said as he opened their cells. "There will be a reward for you two for your service to Gotham."
With that said Bolton led the Triggers down the cold hallways. He escorted them to one of the rooms where inmates could change uniforms. The brick walls of Arkham looked almost black due to the lack of lights.
"Wonder what kinda targets, ol' Bolton wants us ta take care of." Tad said to his brother.
"I don' know, Tad," Tom replied. "But I don' trust that there son of a bitch fer two seconds."
"Neither do I, brother." Tad agreed. "I wanna see what this ol' dog's up to."
"That and I'm scared a mak'n him mad, again."
"He's meaner then a rattle snake."
"'Sides," Tom said putting his hat on, "This gives us an opportunity to get rid of that bastard."
----BTAS---
Bolton was sitting in his old office chair with one of Arkham's doctors, Bartholomew, facing him.
"You completly crossed the line, Bolton!" The doctor yelled. "Letting those gun-happy boys out and promising them freedom! I have half a mind to have you put back in your cell."
"I wouldn't do that if I where you," Bolton growled. "I'm the only person who knows what happened when those scum escaped."
The doctor looked down in defeat.
"Besides," Bolton said crossing his legs over the desk. "I never promised them anything like that, doctor," Bolton smiled. "I said I'll shorten their sentence."
AN: I know the Trigger Twins weren't in the animated series, but I liked them, and thought they'd be a nice addition to the story. Well hope you liked it.
Thanks for reading.