Chapter 3
I gazed down at the city from the building window where The Joker had escaped. I had no idea how he got down there, there was no fire escape in site. Deadshot took a step back and eyed me suspiciously.
"What was that Luna? How did he get the go on you? Did you just give him your piece?" Deadshot said with frustration in his voice. The rest of the Squad came in.
"Where is he?" Harley asked.
"He's gone. He got away." I said breathing heavily.
"Yeah I come in here and Luna's getting frisky with the clown." Deadshot said. I glanced at Harley who had a psychotic look on her face.
"We were not getting frisky. He was able to grab my gun right out of my hands." I said.
"How? I thought you were super fast." El Diablo said quietly.
"Clearly." Boomerang said as he chuckled. I shot him the finger and looked at Harley.
"Listen Quinn, I am not after your man. He pinned me down and I couldn't get the hit on him. I am not here to get laid." I said as I felt my fingertips tingle. Harley twitched and focused.
"I don't care. Why would I care?" She said with a twisted smiled.
"Again, not interested in the dude. What do we do now?"I asked the crew.
"Flag gave us orders to return to the safehouse location on the map." Boomerang said. I nodded and we all proceeded down the street and around the corner. We walked into an abandoned apartment building and saw Flag standing in the room to the left with his crew.
"What the hell happened out there?!" Flag yelled. The squad all looked at me. I rolled my eyes and let out a frustrated sigh.
"I had the clown. But he tackled me and took my gun. I couldn't get up, what was I supposed to do?" I said back. I could feel my fingers burning.
"Oh I don't know, shoot him?" Deadshot said.
"Listen asshole, you've been on my case since we started this. You have a problem with me?" I asked as I took off my gloves and inched towards him. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Sit down, little girl." He said. I stormed up to Deadshot and punched him square in the jaw to the point of him falling backwards and sliding across the floor. He had a burn mark on his face and he winced at the pain. It took a lot for my entire hand to become fire.
"Enough. Gentlemen?" Flag said as he nodded at me. His second in command and another military man in uniform picked me up by my arms and escorted me upstairs. This was bullshit. Deadshot started it. It's not like I just let the Joker getaway. The guy had me on the ground in a kung fu like grip. The men threw me into a room that had maps and papers everywhere. I looked the maps and saw absolute chaos. In a nutshell, there was a 75% chance that this mission would get us killed. I shrugged. I always knew I would die at a young age.
I took my glove off and stared at my hand. My entire hand was glowing a pearlescent orange. I had never seen my entire hand do this. It was usually just at my fingertips. Why was this happening now?
Just as I was starting to get deep into my examination of my new power, I felt the wind gush behind me. I turned quickly and there he was. He had a sinister grin on his face and looked like he was going to charge me at any moment.
"What the hell are you doing here? They will have your head if they find you here." I said whispering. He laughed a quiet laugh that gave me chills.
"Yeah yeah. I'm not scared of them doll. Now I don't have much time here, but have you made a decision about joining me in my mission to destroy this god forsaken city?" He asked as he inched towards me. I took a deep breath.
"Even if I agreed with you and wanted to help, I can't. They embedded this little chip into all of us that can make us explode into a million pieces if activated. Guess who has the button?" I said. He put his hands to his forehead like he was praying. He shot his head back up after a minute or two.
"Let me see." He asked. I hesitated and walked towards him. I gathered my long hair and moved to the other side of my neck so that the back of my neck was bare. He touched my neck and let out a low growl. He ran his cold fingers across my skin slowly. I shivered. He noticed this and let out a small almost silent cackle.
He put his lips to my ear and breathed a gush of cold air onto my skin. He whispered, "You gonna trust me?" He asked. At that moment, I knew what he was doing. I felt his cold blade touch the back of my neck. When I nodded, I felt the sharp stabbing pain in my neck. I didn't even flinch. I could hear him digging through the first layer of skin, trying to reach the tiny little chip. He reached his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer so that my back was against his side. Once he got to the chip he dug his cold fingers in. It oddly felt good. He retrieved the chip and examined it. I turned my head and saw it. It was flashing so there was clearly a tracking device in it. He dropped it on the ground spun me around to face him.
"I know that look in your eye doll. Anger and downright rage. This city has fucked us over one too many times. It's time we take it down with all the vigilante morons that go with it. You in?" He asked he breathed into my mouth. Just as we started to lock in, we heard loud and heavy steps outside the door. Without hesitation, he grabbed my hand and led me out of the fire escape. He started heading down the fire escape ladders. I rolled my eyes and jumped down on top of the military armored truck that sat a few floors below me. The windows blew out and glass went flying everywhere. He laughed and we bolted down the street and turned the corner. Just as we reached the alleyway, a black SUV pulled up and Johnny Frost was inside.
"Get in boss!" He yelled from the window. The Joker and I got in the back and looked behind us. They were most likely in the room they locked me in, looking for me. There was no way they didn't hear my grand exit, so they had to be getting close. Frost weaved in and out through traffic as I took my gloves off and examined my hands. They were glowing. The Joker eyed my hands carefully.
"Are you and that Satan guy related?" He asked.
"No." I said looking at him.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, almost sounding human.
"Nope. I can't feel it." I said as I dragged my fingertip across my face. He smiled and crawled up front into the passenger seat. Just as we reached our destination, we heard a loud bang on top of the SUV.
"It's the Bat!" Johnny yelled. The Joker aimlessly started firing bullets out of his pistol through the top of the Cadillac SUV. I shook my head.
"Never let a man do a woman's work." I said as I got out of the car. I slammed the door and The Joker got out after me. I motioned for him to stay back. He rolled his eyes, but let me do my thing. Batman jumped down off of the SUV and stared me down.
"Long time no see Batty. I was starting to think you had forgotten all about me." I said smiling.
"How could I forget the lunatic that put Wonder Woman in the hospital for six months?" He said standing his ground.
"Oh come on. Skin grows back!" I said putting my arms in the air in protest.
"You made a deal Luna. Siding with him, wasn't in the contract." He said. I shrugged.
"Yeah but look at that face. How could I say no?" I said as I looked back at The Joker who smirked at me.
"I am taking you back to Arkham, Luna. Your ride ends here." Batman said as he inched towards me. I felt The Joker brush past me.
"I'd like to see you try Batsy. She's mine now." He said as he put an arm over my shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Frost rounding the SUV corner with something in his hand.
"I'll deal with you later, Joker." He said pointing at J.
"Uh oh. I am in trouble." The Joker whispered to me. I smiled. I started to walk towards the Bat. He tensed and watched me.
"Now listen Batman. I really don't think you should be getting involved in his plan. You will get yourself killed." I said. "On second thought, maybe you should. I'd love nothing more than to see you get taken out." I said. I was only inches from Batman. I slowly slid my glove off of my right hand and balled it into a fist. Before he could respond, I punched him as hard as I could square in the chest. He fell backwards and screamed in pain. I had burnt a decent sized hole in this armor and chest. His skin was melted off from just just 5 seconds of contact. I grinned and The Joker grabbed my arm.
"Come on darlin' we gotta jet." He said as he led me to the inside of the building. We went through what looked like a parking garage then to one of the many doors that were inside. I walked into another empty concrete room and there was a steel door with a coded padlock. Johnny Frost punched in some numbers and we walked in. It was a gold lit club with stripper poles everywhere. It was empty. The Joker sat me across from him.
"Frost, whiskey now." He said not breaking eye contact with me. Frost nodded and left the room. I put my glove back on and scanned the room.
"So? You gonna fill me in on this genius plan of yours?" I asked running my fingers through my hair. He gave me a grin.
"Someone is anxious huh?" He said with a laugh.
"Well I did break a government binding contract for this so it better be good." I said grinning back.
"So it had nothin' to do with my good looks?" He asked.
"Not at all." I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. I winced as I felt my neck. I reached my fingers back and then in front of me. I was still bleeding. He grabbed my finger and licked the blood off. I eyed his face and wanted to attack but I knew I had to keep this professional. Or at least try to. My main goal was destroying Gotham City and getting the hell out of here. Not getting involved with really hot clown gangsters.
Once he had licked the blood off, Frost came back in with a bottle of whiskey and some shot glasses. He set them down in front of us.
"Johnny, gonna need you to stitch our little fire beauty up here. She is bleeding all over my couch." He said as he poured me a shot. I eyed him as Frost nodded and left again. He was obviously getting a needle and some thread.
"Does he know how?" I asked as I downed the shot of whiskey.
"He has stitched me up plenty of times. He won't mess up." He said as he poured me another. Frost came back in and had his supplies. He ordered me to move my hair as he examined my wound.
"It seems the government boys stuck some other devices in here. Not a tracking chip but we should take it out just to be safe. I can numb it if you prefer. It's pretty deep." He asked. I shook my head.
"I don't give a fuck, just do it." I said. He shrugged and went to work. It felt like someone was pouring alcohol into my wound. I stopped myself from crying out and The Joker laughed.
"Look right at me doll. No cryin' in this house, got it?" He stroked my face as he spoke. Was he really being nice? Or was this a way to keep in his web? I remembered what Harley told me. He was a master manipulator. This could be one big joke. He could be using me to get this done. Was Deadshot right? Was Harley correct in getting jealous of The Joker and I? Did she something that I didn't?