Second chapter is up! Hope you are all enjoying this story! (Not a thing is mine)
Lex walked quickly to his limo, each strut just accenting his feelings of self-worth. His driver was waiting for him with the door open so he climbed into the vehicle.
"The office, now." Lex demanded.
"Swell, Mr. L." His driver answered and closed the door.
"Mr. L?" Lex stared hard at the back of his driver, "Mercy?"
"Oh yeah," The driver pulled off her hat revealing the grinning face of Harley Quinn, "She had a little accident."
Lex quickly reached for the door handle but the doors all simultaneously locked. Harley suddenly floored it, throwing Luthor back into his seat and rocketing down the road. She drifted into traffic and swerved wildly, almost crashing into four different drivers.
"All right missy!" Lex pounded on the glass divider between limo driver and backseat passenger, "I don't know what your game is but you'll pay dearly for this!" He continued to pound on the glass, "You're dead, do you hear me?!"
Harley faked a yawn, "Blah, blah, blah." A man on the side of the road suddenly caught her attention, "Woah mama! Check out the cute hitchhiker!" None other than the Joker was standing at the side of the road with one pant leg rolled all the way up and his exposed leg stretched out into the road along with a thumb's up. "Yoo-hoo!" He called in a high pitched voice. Harley squealed and slammed on the breaks sending Lex crashing into the window. Joker grinned and hopped into the car next to the billionaire.
"Lexy, ol' kid!" Joker smiled menacingly, "Do I have a deal for you…"
Harley continued driving, occasionally running other drivers off the road with a laugh and cutting through intersections with no regard. She played a game to see how close she could get to the pedestrians without them jumping out of the way and took out mailboxes, garbage cans, and newspaper stands whenever she could.
"Oooo," Joker smiled and rubbed the limo seats, "Rich, Corinthian leather!" He purred.
"What do you want?" Lex growled lowly, straight to the point.
"I sense we are kindred spirits, you and I!" Joker threw an arm around Lex's shoulders, "Oh, there are differences to be sure, like hair," Joker burst out laughing but regained his composure, "but underneath it all we're both business men, men of vision, we see an opportunity we grab it! Am I right?"
Lex remained silent as he glanced from madman to the road in front of them.
"Right." Joker continued, "But in the past few weeks I've had a run of bad luck. Bad luck that wears a cape. Thanks to that miserable, pointy-eared rodent Batwoman all my operations in Gotham City have been shut down! But you too have an overgrown bully in long underwear, which brings me to my little proposition."
"I'm listening," Lex said intrigued.
"Pay me one billion dollars and I'll kill Superman," the Joker crossed his arms and smiled smugly.
Lex chuckled lowly, "What makes you think you can kill Superman when you can't even handle a mere mortal in a Halloween costume?"
Joker grabbed Lex roughly by the front of his suit and growled, "There's nothing mere about Batmortal! Besides, for one I could never kill my favorite play thing," Joker grinned sadistically, "and two, I've read up on your flyboy; I know his weakness."
Joker reached into a box and pulled out the stolen dragon statue, "See? Solid Kryptonite."
Lex gaped at the statue, "You know I can't be connected to this in any way,"
"Oh you'll be Mr. Clean, I promise!" Joker put the statue away and held out his hand, "Deal?"
Lex watched the man's hand for a moment. Could he really do it? Could he kill Superman? Of course he couldn't, the guy was a maniac… but if he sent the Joker after Superman and the Joker just happened to get killed in battle that would be a huge mole off his back…
"Deal," Lex grinned sharply and grabbed the madman's hand.
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A large crowd of reporters stood outside one of Lexcorps airplanes, but this wasn't just any airplane, this was the airplane that was carrying Brianna Wayne. Billionaire, model, philanthropist, genius. They were all waiting to get some kind of statement on why the Princess of Gotham herself was in Metropolis.
"I hear Wayne's deal with Lexcorp could run into the billions." Reporter Clark Kent whispered to Lois Lane, "She's a high roller,"
"I hear she's nothing but Gotham trash," Lois snarled into her microphone, "Rich, spoiled, and-" her last word was drowned out by shouts of "There she is!"
Clark looked up to find a tall woman dressed in a black jacket and black skirt, her black hair was up in a messy-but-adorable bun, her electric striking blue eyes seemed to scan the mob of reporters like a lion scans their prey. Hey eyes never left from facing forward as she pushed her way through the mob and came out right in front of Clark and Lois.
"Ms. Wayne, Daily Planet, can I ask you a few questions?" Lois shoved the microphone into Brianna's face.
"No, please, I have a lot to get done and…" Brianna attempted to squeeze past Clark but the taller man maneuvered his body to be directly in her way.
"It will only take a few seconds," Clark promised and flash a boyish smile.
Brianna looked up at him in awe and put on her flirtiest smile, "You can ask me whatever you like Mr.-"
"Clark Kent of the Daily Planet, ma'am," Clark held out a hand that Brianna took in a surprisingly strong handshake.
"Clark Kent? Oh I know you, your articles on the Daily Planet are absolutely riveting, I love how your writing captures your voice, most of it just sounds like it was written by drones," Brianna smiled and shot a glance at Lois who was practically foaming at the mouth. The billionaire easily and grabbed a card from her pocket and handed it to the reporter, her eyes full of admiration, "I really do have to go unfortunately, but call me later and maybe we can discuss those questions over dinner? I would love to get an interview by someone as talented as you."
Clark blinked a few times, trying to clear his head. Did… did Brianna Wayne just tell him to ask her out? How was he even supposed to respond to that? He glanced quickly over to Lois who was absolutely fuming about being ignored. "Um… sure. I'll call you tonight?" Clark said uncertainly.
Brianna placed a hand gently over her mouth and giggled slightly before waving goodbye and strutting to her waiting limo.
"This is perfect!" Lois squealed once Brianna was in her limo and down the road, "All you have to do is go out with her, get some dirt on her and then…"
"Lois!" Clark scolded harshly, "That's horrible!"
"Well," Lois folded her arms over her chest, "horrible people deserve horrible treatment."
Clark glared harshly at his partner.
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Joker grinned as he stalked through lower Metropolis, Harley following close behind. He felt just at home here; the air was polluted, the streets were filled with scumbag people, and there was a certain kind of air of danger around. He turned another corner, just searching around his new territory when a man stepped out in front of him and pulled out a knife.
"What are you two doing in Ceaser Carlinee's block, freaks?" The man stepped closer to Joker and Harley, twirling his knife around.
"Honestly, was the freak comment really necessary?" Joker cackled and leaned against the wall, watching the other man. Harley watched the thug with concern.
"Some kind of wise guy, huh?" The man sneered, "I'm going to have some fun with you."
Joker grinned and waited for the man to step closer. His arm shot out and he grabbed the thugs hand with the knife, twisting him around and slamming him face first into the wall. Joker grabbed the knife from his hand and pressed it against the thug's throat.
"You have 5 seconds to tell me where Carlinee is." Joker hissed.
"He has a hide out just down the street, it's a little house next to a big building, you cant miss it!" The thug stuttered out.
"Thanks," Joker grinned and pulled the knife up, slitting the thug's throat. The body fell harshly to the ground. Joker fixed his suit jacket and began skipping down the road, humming to himself. He came up to the little house and turned to his jester, "Just wait out here Harl, Daddy has business to attend to." The clown then kicked the door open, "Ceaser Carlinee my old pal!" he shouted happily and looked at the confused faces sitting at a table in the center of the room, "Why I haven't seen you since… wait… I've never seen you! You need to get out more."
"Who is this clown?" A big man at the head of the table demanded.
"Not clown," Joker smirked and grabbed a playing card from his jacket pocket, "Joker."
He threw the Joker playing card and watched as it imbedded itself into the table. The five men at the table gasped and glared at the clown.
"I'm in town on business and I need a place to hang my hat," The Joker removed his hat and hung it on a nearby hook.
"Try the Motel 9," Ceaser growled.
"But it would be so much cozier at your place, like a sleepover!" Joker cackled and leaned in close to Ceaser's face.
"Are you nuts?" The mob boss shoved the lunatics face away and turned back to his men, "Kill him."
Joker turned to look in a mock concern as the other four men in the room all stood up and pulled out their guns. The Clown's mind raced to find a way out of this when a voice called out from above.
"Ooo can I play too?" The voice called joyfully and Joker watched as Harley dropped from the rafters, riding on a pogo-stick.
She landed harshly on one of the thugs and bounced back into the air, the atmosphere was pierced by the harsh sound of gunshots as Harley bounced around singing out "Boing!" every time she hit the ground. She landed on the table, breaking it and hitting the last three thugs. Ceaser tried to run but was caught by the front of his suit by Joker.
"Carlinee all that spicy food, you look a little gassy." He squeezed the flower on his chest and watched as pink gas assaulted Carlinee's face.
"No!" Ceaser gasped and stumbled backwards and then started laughing uncontrollably.
Joker grinned and grabbed the laughing man, dragging him towards the back door and tossing him out harshly with an "Adios, muchacho!" He then turned back to the beaten up thugs and gasped, "Holy guacamole! Looks like we need a new leader." A malicious grin spread open on his face, "I nominate me."
Harley popped up next to her clown and held up a gun, "I second the nomination!" she grinned.
The thugs looked at the two villains in confusion then looked to each other.
"All opposed?" Joker purred, still supporting his grin.
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"They found him like this at the city dump," The police commissioner waved his hand in front of Ceaser Carlinee's eyes while the man just laughed psychotically in his hospital bed, the commissioner turned to Superman, "Lights are on but nobody is home."
"Well we know who did it," Superman growled, "He's telling us right now."
Ceaser only laughed harder at that.
"What do we do?" The commissioner asked.
"I'll look into it," Superman walked over to the window, "If anyone else shows up like this let me know,"
Superman then flew out the window and headed towards his apartment, he should call Brianna and see if he could take her out for dinner tonight.
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Brianna Wayne watched a TV monitor that showed a little robot that was climbing up a vertical rock wall. "As you can see the Wayne-Lex-T7 can traverse even the most difficult terrain," Lex said proudly from in front of the model, "Never losing sight of its ultimate target."
The little robot made it to the top of the wall and walked towards a little black box before it picked it up.
A scientist called out from the back of the room, "14.8 seconds,"
Brianna grinned with a sense of accomplishment and turned towards Lex, "Congratulations," She purred.
"This is your project too, you know," Lex grinned back.
"Well I'm proud of the work both of our teams have done," Brianna smiled, "These robots are going to revolutionize unmanned space travel!"
"Actually," Lex threw an arm around the smaller woman's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Their might be a use for them even closer to home."
The billionaire led the model to another hallway filled with other much larger robots, "The joint chiefs have shown tremendous interest, and it doesn't take that much imagination to imagine these robots on the battlefield."
Brianna shrugged off Lex's arm, "Except, I won't allow it."
"What?" Lex stuttered in surprise.
"I don't like guns." Brianna growled and turned to continue walking down the hallway.
"Brianna, I think I have something to say about this." Lex plastered on a fake smile to hide his rage.
"Not according to our deal," Brianna hissed and hit an elevator button, "All technological applications need my approval first." She stepped into the elevator and turned back to Lex with a mean smile, "Blame it on me Lex. Tell your friends at the Pentagon that I just don't have the imagination."
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Clark smiled weakly at Brianna from across the table at the small restaurant. He had decided on this place because it was the only "fancy" restaurant that he could afford on his reporter salary. Brianna smiled back sweetly with a side of flirty.
"This is a cute little place," She offered nicely.
"Yeah," Clark rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment, "I know it's not what you're used to…"
"Oh nonsense," Brianna smiled, "It's nice to just be here with you."
Clark felt his cheeks redden and he ducked his head and cleared his throat, "So, uh, how do you like it here in Metropolis?"
"It's definitely a change from Gotham that's for sure," she laughed, "but your city is actually quite nice."
"Really?" Clark picked his head up. He liked Brianna's laugh it was nice and soft and sweet.
"I just have to ask you about Superman though," Brianna leaned forward against the table.
"What about him?" Clark asked skeptically.
"He's just so fascinating," Brianna smiled, "I mean he just shows up out of nowhere when there's trouble without even having to be called,"
Clark narrowed his eyes slightly, he wasn't sure if he should feel suspicious about Brianna asking him about Superman then he realized he was over reacting; he was the reporter to do all the reports on the superhero after all, "Well sure, I mean he isn't like your Batwoman vigilante you have running around, Superman is a law abiding citizen."
Something flashed over Brianna's face, something like anger, but it was gone in the next second, "Well sure Batwoman isn't like Superman in the slightest, but at least she can keep the damage to a hundred dollar minimum in her fights." The Princess of Gotham jabbed back.
Clark frowned a bit, "It's not like Superman tries to make such a big mess when he's fighting, it just happens, besides at least Superman isn't the most wanted criminal in the whole city."
Brianna's eyebrow twitched in anger, "Batwoman isn't a criminal, she does the best she can to protect the city." The model suddenly stood up, "This was nice but I have to go."
Clark stammered out an apology but the Princess was already making her way to the front door of the restaurant.
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