Chapter X: I couldn't see you die in my hands.
Harley was happy when K arrived with the ingredients she told Johnny she needed to prepare dinner; she was happy to cook again and taste good food after being six months and something more locked in Belle Reve. Perhaps the decoration and furnishings in the mansion were not the same, but Harley began to feel at home when she prepared dinner thinking of her Puddin and Johnny like in the old days, other than that, the kitchen hadn't exploded when she cooked as joked Johnny. The food was delicious according to him and now the two were in the living room of the mansion, they were sitting opposite each other talking amiably while waiting the return of Joker. Although Harley couldn't take her thoughts away from him while she talked to Johnny, she still felt melancholy about the story that her Puddin had experienced in her absence, yet in order not to worry Johnny, she began to tell him what she had lived in the mission of the Suicide Squad and so the hours had passed between Johnny's story, dinner preparation, and Harley's story; the clock was already set at 12:30 p.m.
"Johnny! You would have seen those monsters! No matter how much I gave them with my bat and very hard...they always seemed to move! I swear!"Harley looked disgusted and shook her body a little"they were very disgusting!...and that stupid of Flag..."Harley rolled her eyes"we always had to be rescuing his butt from those monsters!...Johnny? Are you listening to me?"She asked.
"Yes...yes, Harley..."Johnny let out a yawn, that didn't mean that he didn't want to pay attention to her story that was undoubtedly interesting, but really he was very tired after all the action those days, besides being the one who piloted and drove all the way to the mansion in Gotham"you were talking about Waller, the witch...monsters" He let out another yawn, but quickly ran a hand over his face, leaning more upright in the chair"go on, else happened?"
"Johnny if you are sleepy...you can sleep if you want, do not forget that you stay awake with me until my Puddin returns...I promised that I wouldn't leave"he answered but the only thing I really wanted was to go look for him.
"No...Harley, the boss will come at any time...it's my duty to wait for him awake." He said almost recovered from sleep and Harley put on a bad face. "It's not that I did not trust you ... .but its better that way" he tried to betray yawning
"Frosty...you must be very tired; it must be hard to be the right hand of my Puddin ..."
Then Harley came up with an idea, she was almost certain that if she left Johnny for a few minutes alone, he would fall sleepy and could have the rest he deserved.
-Johnny! "You need coffee!" He said, pointing to it, so as not to raise suspicion.
-Well ... that would be good ...
-Ten, stay with F while I return - Said passing the kitten in his lap and then turned around laughing to himself.
Harley went into the kitchen and saw the espresso machine, which luckily Johnny had not forgotten to get and put in the kitchen, he also knew his taste for espresso well, she shed her tongue letting a laugh slowly to escape Interrupt their mission. I made a single cup of coffee, which was obviously for her, and she began to drink it as she blew it a little, always with her pinky raised. After a few minutes, after drinking the caffeine, he realized that Johnny had not come to look for the product of his delay in the kitchen, so he assumed that he was completely asleep and that was it; His little plan was successful. Harley peered through the living room and saw Johnny snorting with his kitten sleeping in the breast pocket of his sack. She smiled happily and went upstairs to the room she shared with Joker in search of a blanket; Johnny had told him that everything in this room was still the same, so the blankets and blankets should still be in his closet.
He went into his room and turned on the light, Johnny had not lied to him, everything was still the same except there was a very thin layer of dust in some things in the room, but everything else was the same...she sighed...her Puddin hadn't really slept there in a long time, just like her; as she had missed every night sleeping in the cold prison of Belle Reve...Harley walked through the spacious room that had a modern and luxurious decor in dark tones; the black and elegant gray predominated by highlighting the golden sheets of the large bed that had two runs of white pillows. She reached the long dark blue curtains that reached the carpet on the floor and ran them open the window for the air to enter the room. She then went straight to her closet to find a pair of blankets, but she also saw all her evening dresses hanging, flashy, flashy and provocative as she liked to catch the attention of her Puddin. She slid her hand through them all smiling; most of them had a story or adventure to tell of the unbridled nights of fun in Gotham...nights of passion and crime.
Her hand came up to a bright red dress with a deep cleavage, she take it out of the closet by squeezing the cloth with his hands and then walk with it to the mirror of the room. With the hanger still in place, he put it under his chin, watching closely, that dress in all the years next to the Joker, had only used it one night, a night he could never forget.
"Puddin...you really forgive me...even if I failed you with those damn guards...you...you didn't hurt me like you said you if I would fail you..."Harley murmured. Remembering that terrible day she wore the red and lovely dress.
*Flashback *
Harley finished arranging the tight, short red dress that had a beautiful silvery pedal staring in the mirror as it highlighted all its curves and white skin. Her lips always wear a bright red colour and her usual makeup accentuating the blue of her eyes. Even her face showed no tattoos, only the harlequin diamond in red and blue wrapped around her wrist; She ran her hand through her long hair that ended in two colors and smiled in the mirror, she looked stunning that night, just as her Puddin had indicated that he should look that day that would go "visit" the mansion of one of his Partners.
"Puddin, I think I made a good choice tonight..."She said, playing with one of the laughs in his hair "I'm sure everything will come out as you planned!"
"Oh...do you think so?"Joker said as he finished fitting the white shirt with most of the buttons open inside his black pants.
"Of course, Puddin! With you nothing can go wrong..."Harley giggled and Joker leaned back to his girl who was still in the mirror, grabbed her waist and watched her beautiful reflection above his pale left shoulder. He put a wicked grin on her face by burying his fingers around her waist over her dress. Joker was pleased, she had followed more than well the indication she had given him of looking beautiful to his partner.
"You lucked out this time, Harls..."
Harley lifted J's face that was still buried in her neck and caressed her whispering.
"It's all for you..."J slid his hands down the side of the dress to grab her breasts and seize them with their purring hands on her neck; he wasn't short of taking Harley to his bed.
"Mmmm...Puddin...I don't want you to stop please..."She closed her eyes and he turned her around sharply causing her to open them to meet her eyes. He would have to wait a little longer to have her if he wanted everything to go well that night.
"You're going to expect everything to work out...if you do it right, Daddy will give you what you want..." He tightened one of her cheeks, twisting it a little. She laughed and gave him a flirtatious wink at what he released.
"You have no doubts; do you you know what you have to do...?"Harley circled his neck with his arms
"Please and distract the stupid partner while you go for one of your toys you want, isn't it, Daddy?"She flipped one of his fingers down his chest tattooed.
"Don't forget that...no matter what..."He gestured with his hand and looked seriously at her with his finger on her face"your duty is to make the entertainment last as long as it takes..."
Harley shook his head in affirmation and Joker turned around to the night table to put his guns in the purple abode on his back. Then she from the mirror murmured doubtfully, but loud enough for Joker to hear.
"Puddin...do you mean that I-If it was necessary I need to have sex with him?"
Joker dropped the second weapon he was about to keep at the same time as he dropped his lower jaw and spun furiously.
"What?"He groaned, and Harley swallowed, knew perfectly the annoying voice of his Puddin. She did not want to make him angry, she simply knew he had to strictly follow his orders; Was willing to do everything to please him and be useful to continue to stay with him. At that time Harley had been living in J's mansion for about four months and was not sure how much longer Joker would keep her with him. Joker came up purring in a stealthy way, intimidating her with his powerful eyes until he got very close to her. Then he changed his attitude quickly and with all his strength pushed Harley into the mirror by taking her by the shoulders and whispered in his ear with a dark voice
"Repeat it, honey"
In that second Harley realized that he had made a serious mistake and began to speak.
"I was wrong...it was a mistake, Puddin"
"Oh...a mistake..."He cocked his head that was face to face with her and raised his arm to give a terrible slap. She did not flinch, she was waiting after realizing the stupid question she had asked and spoke "you know I would do everything you ask me to do, it's just...I'm sorry...I was wrong," he repeated, trying to take J with his hand to calm the anger that was emanating from his body. However he with his hand in a fast and strong movement diverted the hand of Harley that went directly to her shoulder and pushed it in her back causing her to fall on her own knees to the floor.
"Sorry..."Harley mumbled.
"You...honey...you're a bitch who seems to understand anything..."He looked at her with an overflowing hatred in his eyes walking around her and she tried to touch him again, but it was becoming worse. Joker tucked her long hair in his hand and pulled her down the floor of the room to the steep stairs that connected the two floors. Harley all the way moved her legs desperately and with her hands tried to release her hair trying to stop him, but it was impossible, J was blinded by anger at the mere fact that she had hinted that he would surrender to another man who didn't outside it.
"Now...are you going to repeat it?"Joker asked with wide eyes of madness and with his free hand he took out his weapon and put the tip of it under Harley's chin with hard pressure. She closed her eyes biting her lip because she was lost.
"I asked you...If ...you wanted me to...have sex with your partner..."She muttered.
She opened her eyes and watched as Joker slowly turned her neck whispering her name
"Harley...Harle...Harley…"He turned to look into her eyes"desire becomes surrender...surrender becomes power...Do you remember?"He stiffened her hair and slapped her with her weapon, which she immediately returned. Save to avoid at all costs shoot.
"I remember, Puddin"Harley groaned and J grunted enragedly, catching her neck with one hand, clutching it and lifting it sharply against the wall to the side of the first rung of the stairs. Out of the corner of his eye, Harley saw the dangerous height of the steep staircase beneath his feet.
"I'll explain it to you...because you don't seem to understand, darling..."He moved his deliberately free hand in front of her "you had...the fervent desire to remain by my side...and you gave yourself to me...but I warned you..."he tookt the lower part of her chin with his fingers"by giving you, Harls...you gave me all the power over your life...your life is in my hands now...in other words, baby..."Joker opened his crazy eyes and murmured in his ear "you belong to me"then he raised his voice, tightening his neck a little harder.
"If you allow someone else to touch you...in the way that only I can do it...it will be something...very bad-attached" he connect his lips with hers"I'm going to hurt so much, baby...I will be so hard...and I'm going to kill you, Harls..."He looked at her severely.
"Puddin..."
"I have absolute right to take your life..." Harley nodded his head and he continued"I will not hesitate to do it if you fail me.."J's breathing was bitter and his chest rose and fell in anger. Tell me or hint...something like that...it's dangerous"He stopped clenching his neck and Harley immediately fell down the stairs, closing his eyes as his body whipped with each rung impacting violently on the floor.
She moved her bent body slightly and screamed in pain realizing that to play by the sharp and sharp pain she felt on the right side of her thorax, she had one or maybe two fractured ribs; So it was almost impossible to get up or move, as well as feeling various parts of his body hurt. All Harley could do was lift his face as far as he could to look at J, who was still breathing, looking at her with hate from above.
"I'm not going to fail you, Puddin..."blood drained from her broken lip and she wrapped her arm around his torso. Joker went down the stairs without taking the hatred out of his eyes and stood beside him.
"You're so beautiful, baby...you even make the pain..."he exaggerated with his hands in hand and followed - he looks charming in you..."he looked at her out of the corner of his eye and continued making his elegant and exaggerated movements"oh, honey...you attract men like bees to honey...you will have many...GOD! Many...opportunities to fail me..."he bent down to take her face violently and make her look at him, she groaned again in pain as her chest rose." You...are not you aware of that?...no, wait..."Joker looked at the ceiling and fixed his eyes on hers "you know that..."
He lifted his arm, slapping it with his thick rings on his already bruised face, turning it violently to the right and then running his hands down his green hair, turning his back. Then he felt Harley tug on his pants.
"I love you Puddin...I will die when you want...but it will not fail you...I promise"
"Mmmm...You're still so sweet, Harley..."Joker pressed her body harder, and she clutched her hands to the steps, holding up the unbearable pain"I really hope...you can keep that promise..."Harley dropped a hand from the step and in the neck of J.
"You want to make only yours, Puddin?...do it ... "
He looked at her possessively staring into hers
"Oh...I see you trying to apologize...you were very reckless just now..."Joker slid his hand down the left leg of Harley and the flecto above the steps. Then he immediately brought his hand to his chest and with his open hand pressed it into his eyes. She impulsively screamed in pain as he purred"mmm...I recognize a fracture in my fingers, Harls...even so...Do you want to play with fire?"Joker pressed again and she screamed
"YES…Yes…"
"Well...I'm proud of you baby, you have learned to enjoy the pain…"
"Yeah, that's it...If I can stay with you, Puddin...I'll enjoy all the pain"Harley at the second felt a new burning in his cheek from the new slap in the hand of the man he loved madly. Then with determination and in spite of the pain he raised himself slightly by holding J's shoulders and whispered in his ear"I want you to know...that I want you alone...there is no one else for me...just you...I want to be yours now..."
Joker removed Harly's arms from his shoulders causing her to fall again and watched her carefully examining her heavenly and beautiful eyes on her injured face. There was no trace of fear in them, only love and sincerity.
"What do you see me, Pu ...?"He stopped her with a mocking smile on his hand and furious growl
"If you ask...one...only a fucking one time...to stop..."He looked at his gun that was still draped on the side of his white shirt, she followed his gaze also watching her and he returned to his face "I will shoot you…mmm ..."he purred, intimidating her and looked at her expectantly"Do you understand that?"
She nodded, moving her face. Then he uncorked her mouth and stroked both sides of her face tightening as she reached his jaw.
"You're going to be mine..." He accelerated quickly in part of taking off his dark trousers, with his fingers slid aside Harley's underwear and without taking it off, penetrated violently with both arms outstretched from the steps. She buried her colored nails in her back, squeezing her white, perfect teeth with all her might, but the tears of pain soon slipped from her cheeks whenever she unconsciously jumped her, consciously moving her damaged chest.
Every time Harley stopped clenching her teeth to scream in pain, Joker immediately covered her mouth with his tattooed hand so she would not miss a word. He didn't want to kill her; he couldn't kill her any more than his rational side wanted to. Harley's fingernails stopped scratching J's forearms as her eyes closed and her head fainted from pain on one of the steps, no longer feeling the mysterious scent emanating from the Joker's shirt.
Harley's eyes opened weakly, and the first thing she did was to look around where he was to find out if he was still in the Joker's mansion. She couldn't smile, but she was happy to realize that she was in the room he had given her when she came to live with him a few months ago. Harley was lying on her soft bed; slightly bent over a large pillow and her eyes immediately rested on the needle buried in her forearm, she hated the needles but saw that it was an intravenous that through the long thin tube that was suspending and connected to the bag from the pedestal raised to the side of her bed, he would surely supply her with serum and medicines to soothe the pain all over her body. She felt weak and drowsy but could still move a little, so she slipped the blanket over her and looked over her celestial nightgown and found that her torso was completely bandaged. Then she raised the blanket a little more with the little strength she had at that moment and saw clearly all the bruises on her body. She quickly released it and touched her face remembering what had happened three nights ago, this must also look terrible. As he could, he tried to adjust his hair a little, thinking that maybe J would come to see her. However...this never happened, Harley spent two months of his recovery in bed locked in his room and he not even one day went to see her. A gentle nurse was the one who brought him soft food every day for his bruised body, but it was not the same...she wanted the Joker at her side taking care of her and her heart was saddened quickly thinking that he didn't care about her; as she really wanted him to do it...but what Harley didn't know, was that Joker sat some nights on the floor behind the door of her room having a war with himself not to go in to see her, a war that always won his rational side...his instinct...his conscience...something...told him he wouldn't go into that room to see Harley, because the little feeling he felt for her threatened him to grow stronger and more intense and he wouldn't allow that.
Most days passed and however, he couldn't help asking Frost about his health, hoping his right hand would soon tell him that the damage he had caused to his girl's body was completely erased.
*Flashback End*
"Puddin...you don't hurt me like before...you've changed a lot with me these years...the proof of that is that I still live for you..."Harley thought as he slid his hand through the mirror and smiled, then returned the dress to his large closet"Damn, Puddin!...I wish you were here...how long before you arrive?! I need to tell you that I love you..."she murmured as she sat on the big bed and fell backwards"although you...you are never going to tell me...but I know how you feel thanks to Johnny..."she said looking at the ceiling; she slammed her forehead "Damn it! I forget Johnny!"
She quickly took the red blanket and gave a quick glance at...HER now...also room, before closing the door and down the stairs to the living room.
"Aaaw...just sleep well..."She said standing in front of Johnny and stretched the blanket over him without covering the hairy head of her kitten"so much better!"she lowered her voice "sweet dreams..."She said moving the fingers of your hand before you leave.
"And now ... what do I do...mmm... it's already 12.30 and Puddin doesn't appear..."She thought watching the kitchen clock"Maybe I should call him..."she smiled mischievously.
"No Harley, you'll get in trouble...you already know that Mr. J doesn't like being bothered when he's" working "
She noticed the voice in her head, but she already had her cell phone in her hands playing with him.
"SHHHH...it will not happen if I do it just one time…"She murmured, raising his shoulders and dialing J's number by putting the cell phone in his ear. This did not reach to mark long when the call came in "Pu..."the call after a second was cut"Shit! Maybe he didn't see that I called him... "Harley bit her lip" I hope I did not put Puddin in trouble...or..."She swallowed putting a hand to her mouth"oh...oh...maybe it's me in trouble. Hmmm, I'd better wait outside..."She said leaving the cell phone on the table and leaving the kitchen to avoid the temptation to call again. Then she opened the door, coming out with her light blue dress on.
"It's a bit cold...but I'll be fine"She said and walked a bit until he reached the pool"It's icey!...after all...it's a nice night!"She watched the reflection of the moon in the large rectangular pool.
"I'd like to know how to swim...I would expect my Puddin in a little red bikini..."She sighed and then raised her eyebrows"mmm...sure he would like it..." Then she looked more closely at the crystal clear water that looked great for swimming in it"I suppose the only thing I can do now...is this..."She took off her high silver heels, set them aside and sat on the edge of the pool with her white feet submerged in the water moving them a little while she was illuminated by the lights of the mansion behind her, waiting for Joker to return in his unmistakable lamborghini...but he was quite busy with "Double S" at that moment...
The nights in Gotham City were as lively as they were dangerous...in the darkness of their dead-ends, countless and fatal crimes were perpetrated. Everything was in chaos out of control for the police force that unsuccessfully tried to impose justice on the streets in one of the cities with the highest crime rate and mortality rate resulting from this last one. However, the more seasoned citizens dared to take to the streets at that hour in search of a reckless licentiousness, running the implacable risk that a misfortune happened to them; but like the magic bigwigs and the various well-known organized crime gangs who led terror in the dark of night; each and every one of them went in search of the most exuberant parties that Gotham could offer them as entertainment in the hidden nightclubs, that well inside the dangerous streets, escaped from the righteous look of the anti-hero with black cape that called himself Batman. The bright lamborghini from the King of Gotica ran fast and fast, making his way through the streets of the slums. The sound of the powerful engine roared in every turn, raising high the puddles of rainwater at the corners it crossed. Inside the luxurious car, the owner's green hair swayed in the wind, and its thunderous roar echoed in the streets, announcing to society that at that time the Joker's legacy of terror had not ended.
One last lap gave the lamborghini and Joker looked sideways at his own club, which would undoubtedly open its doors for anyone who dared to enter in to celebrate with the return of the king and the queen of crime. Joker advanced straight ahead and by the speed it was taking less than 5 seconds to cross three long blocks to reach the supposed club of "Double S". That as he had said his right hand, there it was with its doors open and lots of luxury cars parked around it, some picturesque in a Hip-Hop style and others of implacable elegant black with blinded windows.
"Oh...that was so original...Ha Ha Ha Ha"Joker said, looking up from the entrance of the club at a sign that all he had was a rattlesnake drawn with silver-plated signpipes.
Joker got out of the car and the people around him immediately recognized the villain. Some brave men in gangster outfits, such as outlandish jackets, gold chains and teeth surrounded by beautiful women, came up to greet him as Joker advanced to the entrance of his "friend's" club. Although of course none of them were so crazy as to slap him on the back or shake his hand, they knew Joker did not shake hands...
"Hi, good to see you!"
"Oh! Joker! You come back! We will celebrate your return accordingly!"
"J!...Sweetheart, you're still as handsome as ever! I invite you to have some drinks!"
"Joker, you look good tonight!"
"Hey J! I see you're still alive!"Said a reckless who Joker obviously had not turned to see or greet any of the people who had greeted him. He gave a murderous look to the owner of that masculine voice who for his misfortune was the first to die that night by a shot of J. Nobody was really surprised by this and they all continued talking to the side of the cars with a style "Low Rider" that rose on their wheels to the rhythm of the great speakers that had in their part ignoring the man lying on the floor. Joker stood in the entrance of the club in front of the guards who worked for Double S and these looked at him surprised and frightened. The most intelligent of the four guards knelt before J's stern gaze and pulled his trousers aside to do the same, he followed along with all the others hoping Joker would spare their lives.
"We're under your orders, boss"He spoke without looking up at the guards'commander, which Joker understood, of course, that they were going to work for him now. Then he entered and the all sighed feelings relieved to see that his new boss entered the club without killing them.
Upon entering the room, Joker observed that it was very spacious with all the people dancing in the dark to the beat of electronic music with disco lights and other flashing lights making everyone seem to move like robots to the beat imposed by the D.J; who was elevated on a corner of the dance floor to one side of the semi-naked gogo dancers, all were painted with fluorine body paint to highlight their curves inside the metal cages and a long S-shaped bar toasted the drinks for whom he paid for the two young women behind the inn. Frankly it was very different to the J club, which was much more luxurious and why not says it, elegant and exclusive.
However, they had in common the two clubs and this was that both had V.I.P sectors for the most prestigious clients and partners who visited the club. Although these could not be seen when they made their transactions of money or simply they conversed among themselves behind the bulletproof crystals, because these were covered by silver curtains. Joker then thought that everything was too cliché and that surely Double S was on the second floor of the club.
With quick steps he walked to the center of the dance floor making everyone, as usual, run to the side as he watched, even those who were drugged knew that it was not good to get in the way of the Joker.
J drew his gun and fired three times at the roof of the premises causing the DJ to cut the music suddenly, all stopped dancing and turned to him. Also the mafiosos in the V.I.P area ran the curtains to see him standing with open arms.
"Oh! They all seem to have fun without me!"J said, turning dramatically with his arms wide open, watching everyone look scared and startled"oh... don't worry...change those bitter faces!...I didn't come to kill them! Although I could..."he put a machiavellian smile on his face and followed-you my friends...will be my SPECIAL guests"cried excessively fast the last word and immediately passed a hand by his green hair "I want to see everyone celebrate my return...tomorrow night..."one of the doors V.I.P opened and a fat man in a yellow suit with a gangster hat and black glasses came out with his men in black behind him; he spoke to J.
"Ah!...It was you, Joker..."He said taking off his glasses to have a better look from the Joker "are you going to reopen the club tomorrow?"
"Yes, that's right...the doors of my club will be open for ALL who want to party in big" Joker opened his mouth and continued"Oh! How to forget it!...We also celebrate the return of the Unique, Unequal...Queen of Crime...HARLEY QUINN!"Joker exclaimed, flexing his arms.
"I'm glad about that, J. I was bored with this cheap shit club"
"You never lose your sense of humor, Turner. Ha ha ha ha…"Laughed Joker showing his mocking smile in his left hand"I feel so honored!"
"You know, Joker…the things around here are out of control"The man say looking to the roof, making obvious allusion to Double S who was in one of the first floor rooms.
"Oh…that" Joker point to the roof opening a bit more his eyes making his hand trembling "I can bet you that he was going to fail"
The mafia men smile.
"Sure, Joker. I'm going to leave now, cordial salutes for your queen" He said taking out his hat and go out by the door followed by his men.
"Well...what were we in?"He said, returning everyone again"Oh! Yes! I hope you all…"Joker take a few steps for the place"don't dare to ignore my invitation..."again sketched his smile opening his arms "Take your best smile of course! Now...if you'll excuse me...my friend Double S and I have some problems to solve..."the people looked at him in amazement, some of them still didn't understand"mmm...I didn't explain well...?"Joker again pulled his gun shooting again at the ceiling"GET OUT OF HERE!"
Everyone with their hands on their heads rushed out of the club, except for all the guards, who directed by the ringleader of these waited the orders of his new boss.
"Where is he?"
"On the second floor boss, I'll take you with him..."The guard replied, and Joker let go of him walking up the stairs.
"Do not follow me..."Joker told him without turning to the guard who followed him along with the others.
"Boss...I have to tell you, he already knows you're here...he's probably expecting it"he said, looking at one of the cameras in the upper corner of the stairs.
"Do you think...that do I care?"Joker growled at what everyone quickly walked away from him.
"No boss...I'm sorry"He answered, but Joker fired at the sight of all the other guards. Now he had only ten bullets left for Double S.
"Someone else...has something...what to say?"J asked and they all responded in unison by shaking their heads"well...I whistle...you go up; I don't want interruptions, I speak clearly..."He said with a serious look in his green eyes.
"Understood, Boss"
Joker then gave the sword to the six guards and climbed the steep stairs, with a long corridor that had several doors on its walls, but the Joker's agile eyes immediately settled on the large black door at the end of the long hallway, door which was certainly on Double S. Joker's office. Joker opened the door and the first thing he noticed was Double S's long, platinum-plated hair that was tied with a black ribbon on a low bow hanging over what appeared to be a black sweater wrapped around her body. He was sitting back to his imposing wooden desk with a glass in his hand that had vivid red liquor; he seemed to be watching through the polarized glass in front of him; His club that was now almost completely empty at the hands of J.
The instant Joker came in, Double S made a move with his free hand and two girls in black lingerie came out from under his desk. One was brunette and another blond who quickly left the place running to the side of J.
"I see you enjoy the good company..."
"Downstairs can get very boring...oh...by the way...Welcome"Double S said turning to show only the right part of his thin masculine face, glancing sideways at the Joker as he took a sip of the drink in his hand.
"Oh...how nice..."J said, running a hand through his green hair as he came closer...I really appreciate it...but I came here to talk about business..."J said with a fury raging his sharp knife with gold details on the desk of wood. This one stuck while Joker surrounded the desk purring "at least ... you could turn around"
"Having returned to life has not taken away the impatience..."Double S turned around and Joker lokoed that the man in front of him should not be more than thirty years-old judging by his angular and good-looking face. Silver Snake's eyes were a light green with yellow touches accentuating the silver of his hair. Undoubtedly Joker did not expect to meet this imprudent young man, who did not seem to show respect or fear for him ... or that is what at least he tried to pretend...
"OH!…THE IMPETU OF YOUTH!"Exclaimed J"You should show something more of...RESPECT"
"You see, Joker...I'll be young, but I grew up enough to be intimidated by the clowns..."Double S burst out laughing at the red liquor he still held in his hand; hand that had a thick snake-shaped silver ring on one of his long fingers.
"You still have a long way to go..."Joker purred in an intimidating grip on Double S's chin, but J ran his hand and took one last sip from the glass, leaving it to the side of the Joker's knife.
"I have nothing against you Joker...I just thought...if a clown could be the King of Gotham...Why not a snake?"Double S stood up smiling with cunning.
"Oh..."Joker deliberately moved his hands"you, you believed... a little baby...snake, could come and take credit for...what belongs to me?" Joker exaggerated his words staring at the ceiling.
"You see...It's not that simple..."Double S stopped smiling when he realized he could not find his gun in his pants and Joker sketched his big silver smile as he said next.
"By the way...you were looking for...this?"He said as he turned the Double S gun in his hand"you have a good toy here, but like I said before...you lack experience..."Joker threw the weapon away from him.
"Well...I recognize...you caught me this time"Double S untied the black ribbon that tied his hair and with his hand shook it"I mean...you are the Joker of course!"He joked making a feigned tone of fear"Batman's archenemy...Gotham City horror!...Not to mention the deaths attributed to you...between the nephew and the wife of Maroni..."Double S exaggerated his voice"...and the best for the end...Robin's death" Joker approached Silver Snake taking his face with both hands squeezing it tightly"mmm...to be a foreign rookie...you have a lot of information..."then he released it stretching his arm towards Double S showing him his fingers"I know that too, but I'm sorry to disappoint you, I will not bow down to you Joker" in a second J's hand was no longer stretched, it was on Double S's neck pressing it against the polarized glass in turn that his gun pressed into his cheek. Double S mumbled with difficulty"no...I'm not an idiot...you... don't give...second...opportunities..."
"The smartest thing you've said all night...meanwhile...chatter..."Joker roared, lifting the frames of his eyes.
Then in that second J's cell vibrated untimely in his pocket and instinctively in a thousandth of a second J looked away from Double S, who quick as a snake took the weapon from J turning the situation; now it was he who pressed the tip of the weapon into the torso of J.
"Answers! Sure is your whore who calls..."Double S drawed a half smile"your bitch must be very anxious, Joker...Congratulations! That bitch should love that you give her strong and hard to interrupt our conversation..."
Joker pulled out his cell phone and cut the call to Double S view by saving it again
"Jealous?...Maybe...no one waits you at home?...or...Your whores don't satisfy you enough?..."Joker said pursing his mouth mockingly and moving his hands without caring that Double S was still pointing at his chest above Of his black semi-open shirt that revealed part of his tattoos. Of course, Joker was intentionally containing his hatred. Sloble S looked at him with hatred and Joker seized the opportunity.
"COME ON! SHOOT ME!"He shouted, applauding both hands in front of Juve's double-sided face. Then Joker with his left arm in a swift motion held firmly to his knife that was still nailed to the desk behind him; Lifting it with enough force and agility to give a sure cut across the face of Double S, a cut that ran from his lips to his cheek until just below his left eye ruining the perfect face of model that he possessed. The blood flowed endlessly through the cut of Double S forcing him to instantly drop the Joker's weapon to take both hands to his bloody face with a single cry of pain.
Then Joker slid his golden knife through his black sweater, wiping away the blood that had remained on the edge of the blade and put it back in the compartment of his crossed holster on his back. Then he stepped his two hands combing his green hair back before picking up his gun and telling the young man in front of him.
"Listen...you..."
"I'm going to take it, Joker...I'm going to take your bitch"Double S interrupted him, lifting his bloody face, running back his long platinum hair with a wicked grin as his torso was still bent over with pain. He had his new plan of revenge against J "I know very well, Joker...that you adore that bitch, she's the reason everyone thought you were dead..."he spat the blood on his mouth in J's shoes and The anger began to take hold of the body of Joker as the other continued talking"do not think I don't know...you went to hell for that bitch..."Double S said uselessly wiping the blood on his face stuck his eyes in the eyes of anger of the Joker.
"I don't like...the way you talk about...the fire inside me"Joker tipped up the tip of his weapon, violently pressing the top of Double S's mouth"I was thinking...take your life tonight...with a little pain..."J opened his eyes full of madness and hate"you'll regret having made me change my mind...now...you will feel a lot of pain..."Joker pulled the gun out of his mouth and gave two shots to Double S's shoulders, who immediately fell To the floor by the relentless and strong pain. After that Joker held his jaw that drained the red blood of his mouth"you...you know everything...you will be my personal entertainment tonight..."he stroked him with evilness and spoke in his guttural voice purring and leaning to be in front of him"Mmm...I will prolongue your death as much...as I can…"
Then Joker straightened, bringing the fingers of his left hand to his mouth to whistle, and instantly the former guards of Double S crossed the door, watching him kneeling in the pool of his own blood
"Take him to my club...with some luck...some of my toys should be there..."
The six men in a bacillary outfit took Double S, causing him to get up by putting his hands on his back after his cry of pain as he moved his shoulders.
Everyone walked to the exit except J who wondered how to prolong the death of the son of a bitch in Double S...However, no one, including J, could notice the big smile that Double S hide behind his long silver hair which was balanced with every step he took. His new and brilliant plan was working perfectly despite having been shot twice in the shoulders of the only king of Gotham.