"Ow!" The Joker nurses a bruised arm, "what the hell is that for, bats!" The fire flared up around his arms.
Batman scowled at him. They both wore their disguises. He did not understand where this bout of anger came from. They are back at the Joker's apartment, and the T.V blared in the background.
In the glittering upper class part of Gotham, a young girl stood up. Her mother is too busy socialising with her group of friends to notice her opening the window. The cold wind blew, and her pink skirt fluttered. She stepped forward.
In the narrows, a small child looked up towards the sky. The dark and damp kitchen offered no comfort. He raised the kitchen knife.
In a suburban home, A group of friends stood together, their parent's chatter filled the background. The scene is almost too held hands. One of them had his hand in the water. Another has her hand in a socket. She flipped the switch. Screams filled the night.
"...A terrible tragedy has occurred in Gotham." The news anchor said. Batman and the Joker stopped their arguing and turned to the T.V. "This better not be something to do with you." Batman muttered.
"A group of children, three girls and two boys, killed themselves through electrocution in a suburban home. There is no clear motives and the GCPD is busy investigating. At the same time, the daughter of socialite Penny Whittney threw herself out of a thirty-story window. A suicide of a young boy in the narrows was also reported shortly after..."
The news anchor rambled on as Batman glanced at the Joker. There was a possibility that he did this, yet the Joker has been with him the entire time this must have occurred.
On the television, commissioner Gordon answers the reporter's questions "It is extremely unlikely that the terrorist known as the Joker committed this atrocity. As of now, this is ruled as a suicide. The GCPD would continue to inform the public of any new information..." Gordon went on. "Parents of any young children please immediately locate their directions. Anyone below the age of sixteen please contact our helpline. Please understand that you are not alone, the number is.."
The Joker stared at the T.V, a frown on his usually cheerful face. He licked his lips. "You think I did this, bats?" He asked.
"No." Joker seemed surprised at the response. "You were with me the whole time. If you did this, I would have known." Batman knew this was true, but he cant shake the feeling that this has something to do with their situation.
"I don't do surprises." Joker remarked in the silence, the television silenced. "Besides, I would have, uh, left my calling card. Everywhere. And make sure Gotham knew what would happen before it happens."
Bruce agreed. This came too sudden. Too unlike the Joker's usual style.
"If we rule you out, who could it be?" He asked. Joker did not reply.
"This person," Bruce continued "or persons, wants to shock the city by attacking it's most vulnerable citizens." His voice filled with disgust. "He or she wants to undermine the city. The only question is how."
"Agreed." The Joker replied. "We, are gonna find this out. How dare they pin me down for something I didn't do!" He is fuming. Batman agreed with him, as much as he loved to deny it. Nobody likes being falsely accused, even the Joker. It felt strange to associated the Joker with anything human.
"I'll help." The words surprised himself as much as it surprised the Joker. They looked at each other, and nodded.
"Look like it has begun." A man said in a gruff voice. The two others following him in the large basement. The woman smiled. "Soon we would bring Gotham to it's knees!" The third man said, strangely giddy. Their goons repressed a shudder. Any sign of fear would mean death.
Two Face stared at the T.V which is blaring out the news of the deaths. "Looks like we would have to postpone our attacks." Harvey said, his good eye focused on the machine.
"Why?" Scarecrow inquired. He is itching to try his new toxin. "This." Harvey pointed at the TV. "The GCPD would be too obsessed over finding out who killed them." He seems angry. "They are stealing my comeback."
"Jesus H Christ!" Scarecrow cried. "I'm not dealing with this."
Jonathan glared at Two Face. "We need funds. You and I are going to rob a bank whether you like it or not." Two Face brooded.
"We want a big comeback. We want Gotham to know that we are not dead. We are going after them." He pointed his finger at the TV. "Whoever did this better watch out." Jonathan sighed. "Fine. We are going after them. But we rob the Gotham city bank first. We need money."
They begin to plan.
"Do you have any idea who could've done this." Gordon asked Batman. He is used to the man showing up unknowingly. "No. But I can be sure to tell you that it was not the Joker."
"How are you so sure? Gordon asked. He learned long ago to never trust the Joker. Batman hesitated. "He is with me for the last few days." He immediately regretted telling Gordon. The man is about to have a heart attack.
"And he is here right now!" The Joker stuck his face right up against Gordon's grinning wildly.
"You-you" Gordon stuttered out of shock. He stepped backwards, hand reaching for his gun.
"Don't." Batman stepped in. "He is working with me until a problem is solved. We need your help." Gordon stared, his mouth hanging open.
"You'll catch flies like that, Gordy!" Joker is still grinning.
"I think" Batman interrupted. "That this has something to do with the suicides." "What!" Joker and Gordon said together.
"I thought this was about the fire!" Joker is not pleased. "This is too suspicious. Both the fire and the killings appeared at around the same time. They could be-should be related."
Gordon pinched the bridge of his nose. There is no use refusing. "I need an explanation."
A/N: So I realised the Joker I'm writing is like a mix up between comicverse and nolanverse. Should I change anything?