Chapter 12: Fighting the Countdown
FOUR chapters in one day! Geez, I really DO NOT have a social life! I don't know about the title but I'm pretty happy with the contents of this chapter! Enjoy!
An explosion and cloud of white smoke announce the re-arrival of Joker, Scarecrow and Cherry all wearing gas masks.
"Did you know that would work as well it did?" Scarecrow asked Cherry his voice muffled by his gas mask.
"No." She replied and took another two bombs out of the box. The crowed of already startled clubbers shrieked as another cloud of Fear Toxin erupted in their faces. The hallucinogen quickly took effect on the citizens and soon they were all screaming and running round or clawing at the walls or killing each other out of fear. The sight was incredibly amusing for Scarecrow. He even allowed himself a short laugh.
That was until he received a hard kick in his rib cage. Batman. Crane was thrown to the floor a little disoriented. Batman was about to tie Scarecrow but something jumped on his back.
"Oh, Batsy! I thought you'd never come." Joker growled sarcastically. With his arm round the Bat's neck he dragged them both down onto the floor. Joker wrapped his legs round Batman's waist to stop him escaping. He reversed their positions and ground Batman's face into the floor. "I don't wanna hurt ya, Bats. But you hurt me so you need payback." He told him.
Cherry helped Scarecrow off the floor. "Can you hold him off? There's some stuff I gotta do." She called to the Joker.
"Yeah, I'll be fine!" He called back.
"I'll leave you to it then. C'mon." She grabbed Crane's wrist and dragged him off to the bar. She flipped over it and crashed through the door behind the bar. Inside this room were four large men smoking or drinking.
"Oh fuck." Cherry cursed.
Scarecrow was having a few problems of his own. A loud of the clubbers hyped up with fear toxin were attacking him. He smashed a bottle over ones head but they just staggered away, screamed a little more and came back to attack him again.
He'd sprayed a few with a little more with Fear Toxin but that only made a few go into anaphylactic shock. Eventually he'd gotten onto the bar and started kicking them away. But they'd grabbed his legs and started pulling him down.
Batman grabbed Joker by the hair and pulled him off to the side of him. The clown giggled a little at the pain and took out his favourite knife and stabbed the Bat in the arm. Unluckily for Batman he'd got between two plates and struck flesh burying the knife deep into his muscle drawing blood.
Batman growled at his own pain and stood up kicking the Joker in the stomach. In return Joker laughed and kicked the back of Bruce's knees. He grabbed the clown's leg and twisted it so he let out a half laugh-half cry of pain.
Joker only flicked out the blade in his shoe and kicked Batman in the back again. He successfully drew even more blood.
"You're getting no where Batty. Try something new for once." Joker sneered. He began to laugh again but got cut off as the Bat's fist struck his face. He only laughed more. Joker was then thrown across the room crashing into a table as he fell.
"You're getting stronger Bats, I'll give you that." Joker cackled as he cracked his back standing up.
Cherry managed to dodge the first couple of punches the first bloke swung and aim a few herself. She managed to split his lip and bust his nose before receiving her own punch in the face. She pretended to fall back onto the floor but used this moment to slide through his legs and stand up quickly to snap his neck. It was the first time she'd ever done that and it felt horrible.
The second guy attempted to whack her round the head with the butt of a rifle but missed as she ducked it and kicked him in the balls before grabbing the rifle out of his hands and shooting him square in the forehead. Cherry turned the gun on the remaining two.
"Unless you wanna die, show me where he keeps the insurance details and all that shit." She threatened. The smaller guy of the two slowly raised his hands. The other guy produced a hand gun and cocked it, training it between her eyes.
"Unless you wanna die I suggest you get your clown friend and your… other friend and fuck off." He threatened in return. Cherry didn't want any bullshit so she shot him in the chest then the head to ensure his death.
"You," she turned to the smaller bloke, "where is it?"
"Over… there." He timidly pointed to a filing cabinet behind a desk.
"Cheers." Cherry breathed and lowered the rifle as she turned to walk to the cabinet. The bloke she'd left alive slowly reached down to get his mate's gun. He plucked the instrument from the dead mans grasp and stood up again slowly.
Scarecrow punched, kicked, scratched… bit the crowd attacking him. But it was no use they just kept coming back. It was becoming quite tedious.
"Just fuck off!" He yelled at the clubbers who jumped back in fear. Scarecrow took this opportunity to jump behind the bar and pull out a grenade. He pulled the pin out of it and threw it out towards the clubbers the all jumped out of the way of it, but not quite far enough as the blast caught most of them, blowing them off their feet or across the room a little. A few of them, dead.
He sighed and slumped down behind the bar. Hopefully they wouldn't get him here.
Joker took a few punches to the face before declaring that it was his turn. He launched himself at Batman and knocked him to the floor. Joker punched the Bat anywhere he could and soon enough he got his knife out again plunged it under nearly every Kevlar plate he could.
Batman howled in pain and kicked the clown off him and kicked him in the face. He drew blood from Joker's nose and a little from his lip.
A scream distracted Joker for a short moment and when he looked back the Bat had disappeared. He picked himself up and composed himself before heading for the door behind the bar.
Scarecrow was up and already there standing in the doorway. The smaller bloke who Cherry had left alive (who she probably should've killed) had grabbed her when she wasn't looking and had pinned her up against a wall.
"You ain't gettin' away with this." He hissed at her. "I-" He was cut short by the large kitchen knife sticking out of his back. He fell backwards and smashed his head on the side of the desk as he went down.
"Thanks J." Cherry gasped. "What kept ya?" She turned to Scarecrow.
"Clubbers. Wanted to dance." He replied taking the mask off for breath.
"Was that a joke?" Joker asked him. Jonathan shrugged in reply. "That was just awful."
"I know."
They were all pretty out of breath. Cherry got the documents she wanted and some cash before they went to sit on the bonnet of her car with a few beers and the detonator to the explosives already rigged inside the club.
They all took turns dragging off a cigarette as they stared out at the building soon to be ashes falling from the sky.
"Ready?" Cherry asked them. "Ready." They confirmed. She pushed the button and a few small explosions turned into a blaze of glory. Anyone in the club, alive, would well and truly be dead now.
The sight was in fact quite beautiful, well from a psycho's point and the Joker was loving it. He giggled a little but didn't do anything more.
When the building was burning a simmer, they got in the car and drove home. They separated at their doors on small remarks about the night and practically went to bed as soon as they got in their apartments.
So what'd'ya think? Am I good at fight scenes? I dunno? But I'm really happy with myself for all these updates! . Now to go to bed for some much needed sleep! Zzzzzzzzz...
