~Ringleader~
I had at least another twelve encounters with Joker thugs before I decided to send the Joker a message. This particular time the thugs found me in a bar. They didn't mean to find me but they took the opportunity. They crowded around me and the one of them directly behind me said "You're coming with us." I almost choked on my drink laughing at them. I turned to face the four guys. "Now is that how you pick up girls?" I asked one turning halfway back towards the bartender who looked scared and confused. I pointed at the guy at the other end of the bar who was trying to down his last drink and leave as quickly as possible. "Put it on his tab." I picked up my baton and stabbed into the guy to my immediate left's foot. "You might wanna leave now." I warned the bartender before getting behind the bar. The one with the baton in his foot grabbed his foot and started jumping around. Within seconds he collapsed onto the ground, apparently dead. The rest of the three guys scrambled to catch me. By the time they were on the other side of the bar I was across the room. "Dontcha guys just love illusions?" I asked taking my baton out of the dead man's foot. I twirled it a little knowing my little surprise was going to come soon. "Let's play a game you guys!" I chirped. "Marco!" I yelled. The window on the other side of the bar crashed and Jester howled something that sounded close to "polo". "Watch it." I told him. The guys rushed me and I gave Jester the signal. "All the way!" and with that Jester attacked the guy in the back of the group while I jabbed the guy closest to me with the baton. He died faster than the other guy. The sound of Jester's growling and his teeth ripping through the flesh made me smile. The last guy would be my messenger. "Listen here and listen good." The guy was nervous from the sound of his friend screaming and Jester growling and ripping him to shreds. "Tell the Joker to call off all of his men. I just wanna word with him." He looked at me uneasily. "You're a crazy bitch.'' He spat. Jester stopped his attack and growled at the other man. I twirled my baton until the pointed side was tracing the man's jaw. "Fermez la bouche ou périr." I warned. "Can you just relay that message for me dear?" I pressed into his skin slightly before he broke. "Fine, fine!" He yelled putting his hands up. Satisfied I waved him off. "Quitter cet endroit" He turned to run but came face to face with Jester, who was on his hind legs growling at him. I gasped at him. "Jester! Drop it!" He looked at me sadly and sat down. The man looked back at me and ran through the window Jester broke through. "Jester I'll talk to you at home. I have an errand to run." I told him throwing a couple bills on the bar for the bartender and downing the rest of my drink. He barked once and ran outside. The thug was easy to find. He stopped to breathe a mile down the road. I could see him from the broken window. I hopped on my motorcycle and produced a gun from my boot. I aimed at the road just behind his feet. He jumped and tried to run some more. I had no time to play with him. I had poeple to do and things to see!
"He's nothing but bad news." Pammy told me while stroking my hair. We were on her couch in her greenhouse. Jester stayed in his designated "pests allowed" area as Pammy put it. "I know he is. I want to cause chaos with him. Help him put smiles on people's faces" I giggled. She sighed "You remember the first time he put a smile on your face?" I stopped laughing at that. I did remember. It was the day his Venom rained down in glass shards. I sat up and looked at her. she opened her mouth to apoligize but i didnt want to hear it. I got up and left. I walked down the cold drak Gotham streets losing myself to my thoughts. I ran into a Joker thug. I looked down and mumbled a sorry "excuse me" trying to shuffle past him. I could still kick his ass without my baton, but i wasn't in the mood. And i had to be pretty goddamn low to not want to kick ass. He let me pass him and continued on his current course. He had a target unlike me. I was wondering aimlessly hoping to become another casuality in another crime. Again. Downtown. Most of the more recent crimes are happening downtown, so that's where i was headed. I turned around and smacked into another person. I looked up at them this time. "What do you know about the Ringleader?" They grunted. I lowered my head and muttered "I dunno nothin'. Why?"
"Stay off the streets at night." They grunted again. I looked back up to the face behind the voice and i shouldn't have been surprised. The Batman. I decided to push my luck. "Can ya give me a ride? I'm kinda new in town." I asked sweetly. He looked around and said "Wait here." He turned around and disappeared into the dark. I stood in place for a few minutes before a tank like truck pulled up on the road beside me. "Hop in." He said opening the door. I climbed in and buckled up. This thing looked like a death trap. "Where do you stay?" He mumbled. What was his problem with pronunciation? "I'm staying with my sister. Just drop me off at the corner of Concordia Drive and Main Street." I said debation on whether or not he'd make the refrence between that corner and Poison Ivy. He thought for a second then nodded taking off. "Watch out over there. If you see any weird plants don't go near them." He warned me. We rode in silence for a while before i decided to see if he would spill about anything. "So, Batman, is it? What's it like being the Caped Crusader?"
Silence. I turned to look out the window. He stopped the 'car' and unlocked the door. "Be safe." He said as i climbed out. "Blah, blah, blah." I mumbled slamming the door.
Fermez la bouche ou périr- Close your mouth or perrish
Quitter cet endroit- Leave this place