Chapter 7
An ice cream truck pulled up behind City Hall. The driver and passenger got out and walked over to the back of the truck which was kicked open by Joker, who jumped out, followed by Harley. The Joker's bomb was also in the back of the truck.
"Uh Mr J? Isn't it dangerous to handle a nuclear bomb?" asked Harley.
"My dear Harley, you really think I'm dumb enough to handle a nuclear bomb?" replied Joker.
"Wait, why did you tell me it's a nuclear bomb then?" asked Harley.
"The Gang doesn't need to know it isn't," said Joker, who turned around and shot both of his henchmen in their heads with his handgun. "The only people who know it's filled with Joker Toxin is Bats, who I'm pretty sure told that little "Suicide Squad" that it isn't. Now stop asking questions and help me with this bomb."
The duo dragged the bomb, with great effort, out of truck and over to tall, not finished, skyscraper.
"A few of the boys are inside right now, waiting to take the bomb to one of the floors," said Joker, who let go of the bomb at the front door. "I have men on some of the buildings, ready to take out that pathetic squad."
"What about Batman?" asked Harley, without realising what she said.
Joker then turned to her with an evil glare.
"I am the only one to take out Batman! If they do, well, I would hate to be them," said Joker, smacking Harley in the face.
"Sorry pudin," said Harley, lying on the ground.
"Apology accepted, now get up and get inside. You know the plan," said Joker, picking Harley up by the arm and throwing her into the building.
Several henchmen came out with rope and a large trolley.
"Make sure the Suicide Squad don't come out of this building alive," said Joker to the hen men as he walked into the unfinished skyscraper. He walked up several flights of stares till he came to a floor with a video camera in it, as well as a computer and about 30 henchmen, along with Harley.
"How do I look everyone?" asked Joker, straightening his purple tail coat. He stood in front of the camera, which was being operated by a henchman with dark, dirty dreadlocks and purple hoody with the sleeves torn off and a clown mask. The henchman put his thumb up, signalling to start.
"Show time," said Joker.
The henchman pointed to him.
"Good evening Gotham City! Joker here!" said Joker, throwing his arms up. He had appeared on all of the channels Gotham was broadcasting on all of the TVs in Gotham, including the large screen outside City Hall, making sure he is seen by everyone in Gotham.
"I'm sure many of you are surprised to see me. After all, I am supposed to be in Arkham! Now, tonight all of you are going to be part of a game I like to call "Boom Boom". The rules are pretty self explanatory. To win, your dear Dork Knight has to deactivate this bomb filled with radiation, making it nuclear, and to stop me, and to make it easy for him, I told him I'll be at City Hall. But City Hall is a large area to cover, and it so happens that this bomb is going to be detonated by me in exactly two hours and fifteen minutes. So let's hope that Batman tries to save Gotham, or he might be to much of a little pussy to stop me. I'm talking to you now Batman, so you better be listening. Where I am right now is surrounded by my army, so if you have to fight through them. Good luck!"
The Joker laughed maniacally and knocked the camera over. He then squatted and waved at the camera and smashed it. He stood up, brushed off some dust and faced his men.
"You know your orders. Take out the cops and the Suicide Squad, but leave Batman for me," said Joker.
He walked over to Harley and looked at her.
"You know what to do when you see Deadshot don't you?" asked Joker.
"Yes," said Harley, picking up her giant hammer and placing it on her shoulder. She walked over to the stairs and ascended them. All of the henchmen left except for some, who carried military hardware.
"Is he locked up still?" asked Joker.
"Yes sir," said the henchman with dreadlocks.
"Let him loose on the streets," said Joker.
"But..." said the henchman with a worried look.
"Just do it!"
The henchman walked down the stairs.
Joker looked out at Gotham.
"Soon you'll all be just like me Gotham!" said Joker.
He then laughed manically, panting for breath.
Bruce just finished watching the Joker's broadcast on the Batcomputer. He had recorded it and started to trace the broadcast. Dick sat on the desk next to Bruce.
"Do you think he's in a building?" asked Dick, who was throwing a Wing-Ding up into the air and catching it when it dropped.
"Yes, but which building? There's about twenty buildings in City Hall alone, but he my be in another part of Gotham, making his game more enjoyable for him," replied Bruce, his hands together, resting his forehead on them.
"What do you think his Joker Venom will do?" asked Dick, throwing the Wing-Ding at a training target across the Batcave.
"It won't kill them, it'll just make them insane, just like him," said Bruce.
He clicked a few keys on his keyboard and lit up another monitor, with a map of Gotham. A red blip appeared and zoomed in on the construction yard next to City Hall.
"He's in the construction yard next to City Hall," said Bruce, standing up and walking over to a button in the wall, which he pressed. The wall slid up to reveal is Batsuit and all of his equipment.
As he put on his gauntlets, Dick came up to him, placing his domino mask on, already wearing his suit and carrying his gear.
"If your going to be taking on Joker and his army, plus what's left of the Suicide Squad, your going to need my help," said Nightwing, placing his escrima sticks on his back.
"I'm going to call someone else," said Bruce, pulling on his cowl.
"Tim?" asked Nightwing.
Batman stared at him.
"Seriously? Him?" groaned Nightwing.
"So let's get this straight. You want me to help you?"
Jason Todd was leaning against the cold stone that was the Batcave wall, flipping his knife.
"Yes Jason, we need your help. The Joker has an entire army, and there is a group called the Suicide Squad after him, who are going to kill him," said Batman.
"Why not just, I don't know, let him die, like I said last time I saw that deranged lunatic? What use does he have on this Earth? All he does is kill people. Hell, he killed me," said Jason, pocketing his knife, standing face to face with the Dark Knight.
"Do you want us to be known as the people who killed someone that is insane? Do you even think about what you say before you say anything?" asked Nightwing.
"I don't care if I'm known for killing someone," said Jason, death staring Nightwing.
"Please Jason, do this for me," said Batman, grabbing Jason's shoulders.
"Fine," said Jason, putting on a white bikers jacket with a hood. The inside of the jacket was red. He also grabbed his helmet, which served a purpose for his name.
"You won't need those," said Batman, pointing at the handguns Jason was putting in his holsters.
"I won't kill them, but it doesn't hurt to have a back up plan," said Jason, putting on his helmet. He also pulled the hood of his jacket over the helmet.
"I'll meet you there," said Batman to his adoptive sons, who got into his Batmobile and tore off out of the Cave.
"Last one there has to be lunch tomorrow," said Red Hood. He got onto his motorcycle and took off out of the Cave. Nightwing smiled and got onto his custom made motorcycle, which was much faster then Red Hood's regular motorcycle and left the cave.
