Batman drove the Batmobile quickly through the streets. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. Though it might only have been a small hunch it was necessary to check it out. The Joker nearly turned himself in without even a small fight, no big explosions and nothing big that was planned in advance. In that case it could only mean that the Joker himself was a distraction and that he had fallen for it. The Joker was of course always the most obvious threat and it was no different now. If he had arrived too late then he would have killed his hostages and so it was he still had to do stuff around the city.
Over the radio he tried to hear if anything was wrong, contact Gordon or something but then he suddenly reminded himself of certain crimes that seemed not to be connected up to now. Thefts from Penguin, robberies at Sionis, the need to use the Joker… Someone was building up something without trying to get into the limelight. It seemed that he now had to rely on pinning it on one guy. Hiding the Batmobile eventually into one of the many dark corridors of the city he grappled up the buildings and then sat on top of it looking over the city to look for abnormalities. Sure enough the abnormalities came from a building. As he scanned the dark brooding skyscraper where he saw the rifts into dimension ripped open he saw several figures… appearing from it. They were emerging into Gotham City. The diversion of Joker was to hide this from him.
Several man and woman had gathered into the old lab of Strange. Ranging in size, dresses and even if they could be identified as humans they gathered around where the old desk of Strange once stood. It was now rebuild and converted into a makeshift seat where the man that had killed the Doctor sat, a smile drawn from blood crossed on his face as he looked at the assembly around him.
"So… we are here. Why you brought us here in the first place?" A man said who seemed to have horns sprouting from his very head and was adorned into a golden armor. A rich man by the looks of it as his face showed that if he was of age then he was certainly not showing it. The clown stood up from the makeshift seat, took a bow and smiled at his audience. "Friends, allies and Seymour…" he said looking at a man with blue hair that rolled his eyes in annoyance. "You have been seeking a way out of that dreadful world where we were forced to do battle for some weird god claiming he was Chaos incarnate when he was even too afraid to break his nails!" he yelled at them. Some of them nodded in agreement as others just glared at the reminder.
"Tonight however, someone, or rather…" he said as he pulled up Strange's head that he had ripped from his body "THIS GUY brought me over here! Seeing as I'm not a party spoiler I thought it be nice if all my happy friends could join in the fun of being free!" he concluded as he tossed the head of Strange to a younger man who seemed to disgusted to even catch it and was more keen on avoiding it for dear life. "Thoughtful… but there is a catch isn't there?" the woman standing next to the man in gold asked. She also adorned horns but had a dress that nearly revealed too much if not closed off at certain points.
"Catch, catch… there is simply we must abide to this world rules." The man said as he looked at her with a slight glare. It was a subject he had hoped to avoid for dear life knowing that if they knew this they were going to flee. Thankfully fleeing was not really an option for them right now. "First of all, our magic has been drained. Try it out for yourself if you like but so far I have only been able to lit my finger on fire! It helps if I smoked!" he said laughing hysterically as if he had just told a humorous joke. The crowd this time responded with a few looks of uncertainty among themselves as others once more threw a hateful glare at him. "Oh, as well, Seymour, look!" he said as he drew a gun and fired it at Seymour's head. The bullet passed right through the blue haired man's head as he collapsed onto the floor. Now there were only looks of fright as the man smiled looking at them. "One hit… is fatal!"
The man in gold seemed to be the least shaken by all of this as he looked at the clown that just danced and paraded onto the corpse of his fallen ally as if he was dancing on a parade float. Though he agreed on it looking grotesque he knew very well of the clown's little game that they were now part of and he could kill them all in this instance. The only reason Seymour now lay dead was because he never liked him to begin with as he claimed death was the road to new beginnings. Walking into the center taking the spot off from the clown he only casted a glare upon him before turning to the crowd that seemed to be still stirred from the sudden attack. "I take it the rules of the game are simple. We have our freedom and now we must fight to retain it lest we make this world enslave us to its rules. We aren't some puppets anymore, able to be casted aside. We are our own self now… and we must be making the best out of this." He concluded as the clown started to applaud. The rest of the crowd seemed to be more at ease as they looked all at the clown. "What? I liked that speech." He said shrugging away at them.
"With that said…" the man in gold said "we must take from this world the utmost from it. We will bend it to our will, we will make it ours." He said as the crowd seemed to get more enthusiastic upon this. They were willing to fight. They had nothing to lose other than their life so the choice was quickly made. They were willing to begin their long fight in the night and at the dawn, the city would be on its knees, bend over for its new lords. The man in gold moved his scepter in a majestic move before pointing at the door. "Go then, and claim victory!" he said as most of them moved to the door. If it was out of fear for the clown, or for the need to show what they were able to do, they each left leaving only a few of them in the old lab. Two woman, two man, two corpses.
"Are you having fun now? Bringing us here in this abysmal world! What were you thinking Kekfa?! The man in gold yelled angrily. He had dropped his role of being the leader for this moment so he could interrogate why the clown had brought them here. What here could mean then was not something he knew yet. "Oh, I'm having the time of my life Mattie!" Kefka crowed out in happiness as he jumped up from Seymour's body having separated his fingers and woven them into a necklace. "I couldn't think of a better joke to pull off on you guys! Bringing you here was just a bit of luck on my side that I ended up here!" he said presenting the necklace to one of the woman who was in even more revealing clothes then the other one. "Well, if you intend to have your fun… you might need to kill the one that has been watching our little gathering here." Mateus said as he smirked to Kefka before spinning around, walking to the woman in the red dress as they also leaved, discussing their next movement. As the room was nearly empty the other woman slightly hovered to Kefka as she smirked. "What did he mean?" she asked as Kefka looked out of the windows. Spotting in the dark of the night was not something he was good at but as his eyes spied out of the window he spotted something.
Batman had been watching the entire ordeal. He had seen the man who resembled his archenemy a lot play with Strange's head as if it was a football. He had seen him shoot one of them dead and then dance on his body. It had filled him with a lot of unease watching the scene play out. As he was continuing to spy on them he watched them all leave. He watched scene play out before his eyes seeing several men who might not even be men walk out of the lab and take their separate ways. After the last two had left only two were left in the lab. The clown seemingly looked out of the window as if he was looking for something.
Wasting no time Batman first needed to make contact with Oracle. If he could reach her then… something was wrong. The clown took a few steps away from the window. It only took a second for Batman to realize what he was going to do as he crashed through the window and landed on the nearby roof. He had been spotted.