Chapter 14:
*No One's POV*
*Meanwhile*
The thug fumbles in pain to the bars where a cop stands as guard. "Please," he speaks in agony. "My insides hurt."
"Step away from the bars," the guard orders him.
"The boss said he would make the voices go away," the thug explains, in pain. "He said he would go inside and replace them with bright lights," he tries to convince him.
"That's great," the cop says, not interested. "Please step-" he couldn't finished because the thug collapses. He grabs the radio.
Scarecrow and Queen of Clubs, have already know about what's happening, decided to make some fun within the Joker's plans.
During at this time, the bat pod skids through the streets sideways with the wheels flipping. The gyro keeps Batman straight up on the trumbling motorcycle. Soon it comes to rest. Guns are ready and blows the door of the fire exit from hinges. He jumps off of his bike.
The brother and sister watches Gordon swerves onto the sidewalk while the people scattered around, freaking out.
Back to the Joker. He sits like a kid on the floor and smiles to the detective, "you know why I use a knife, Detective? Guns are too quick. You don't get to savor all the little emotions," he says, pulling out a beautiful butterfly knife that he's saving for Queen of Clubs. "See, in their last moments, people show you who they really are…."
Stephen tries his hardest to ignore him, but failing.
"So, in a way, I knew your friends better than you ever did." Joker smiles again, "would you like to know which of them were really cowards?"
"I know you're going to enjoy this," Stephen rolls up his sleeves. "But I'm going to enjoy it more." And with that he punches hard to Joker's gut.
Scarecrow and Queen of Clubs look around though the shadows of the location where Harvey and Rachel are trapped in.
"Why does he have them here?" she asked confused, looking at the building.
"Your guess is good as mine there, Queen," Scarecrow adds in, staring at the building as well.
Back at the jail cell, a medic cuts awa the thug's shirt to reveal his belly has a large incision. Stitches were placed to cover up what's inside of him.
"He's got some kind of...contusion…" he lost of words.
Stephens appears out of the room with a piece of broken glass held to his throat. Joker was holding the glass. Cops draw their weapons at them.
"This is my own damn fault," Stephens managed to say. "Just shoot him."
"What do you want?" Detective Murphy asked, keeping his guard up.
"I want my phone call," Joker simply answers.
All they can do is to look at each other confused before one of them finally gives Joker a phone to use. Joker begins to dial on the phone.
The medic presses the rectangle carefully. It illuminates a soft blue light. The light shows through the skin.
"Is that a….phone?" one cop asked confused.
The Joker presses SEND and at the end of the room, the door to the location where Scarecrow and Queen explodes!
She was closer to the explosion and immediately sees black all around her vision. The last thing she remembers before hitting the ground is the voice of her big brother screaming her name and another voice screaming, "Rachel!"