Chapter 10:
We moved into the Secure transit area, still playing catch the snitch with Frank, when a voice broke our awkward silence. "Stupid ... unreliable ... how did Joker get free?" a guard moaned before Batman quieted him down with a "Be quiet!" and a raised hand. What's up, Bats? Senses picking up something?
"What's going on?" that's what I want to know! Fortunately, an explanation arrived the in form of the whore, Harley Quinn, who landed unfortunately unharmed on the top of an elevator. Gee, what does she want?
"Uh, uh, uh, uh B-man! Mr J doesn't want you following us just yet! Especially with tag alongs like that!" Quinn posed herself on the bar in a pose that just screamed 'slut' before taking what I thought to be a little chunk of pipe out of her pocket. She pressed down on the top and an explosion shocked my ears as I instinctively pulled Selena back and towards the floor. My instincts were right as an elevator landed where we just were. Batman had also pulled the guard away to safety, so he too was ok. I smoothed off my clothes before hissing at the bitch. unfortunately she had been rocketed up a few floors, but I hoped that she would at least get a few bruises from the ride or at least a scratch. What can I say, I'm sadistic.
"Ow, what the hell happened?" A crazy bitch just tried to drop an elevator on your sorry ass, that's what happened idiot. I flipped myself upright before helping Selena to her feet. She gave me a look of thanks before looking with venom in her eyes at the place where Harley Quinn had been. No love is lost between these two are there. I wonder if we'll get a cat fight from all this? If we do, then I wouldn't mind taking out that bitches' eyes in the process.
"How did ya like that, B-man? No way you're following us now. You're trapped down there 'til me and Mr J are ready for ya!" Harley's voice on a Tanoy is very irritating, I mean really IRRITATING! More so then the usual announcements anyway.
And the award for the person who's going to get clobbered next is ... you've guessed it! That bitch! Let's give her a big hand. To the face!
"I take it this is Joker's doing?" The guard lifted himself into a chair and looked at Batman for answers. Why does everyone look at Batman for answers? He's not God ... is he? Oh, I'm really funny; I really am. I know about God of course from a ridiculous bible nut-case who was imprisoned near my cell. He would never shut up! Seriously, he wouldn't! It got on my nerves. I was actually glad when one of the guards beat him to a bloody stain in the end. At least he wouldn't be interrupting my sleep any-more.
"Who else?" Nice answer, Batman, good and sharp. Just how I like it.
"I told 'em. He's a monster. They should fry him!" wow, I guess this guy supports the death penalty. That's ... harsh!
"Calm down! I'll stop him!" and stop getting so emotional, like you can give him pointers on that. Oh, wait you can. Anyway, Batman turned to us and said "The elevators out, we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way!" Brilliant, just bloody brilliant. You see, it's alright for those two! They have grapples and whips to help them, me? A pair of guns, two knives and one computer thingy. Really useful!
"You have any rope?" I asked stupidly but to my surprise, Batman reached into his belt and brought out a little device like a gun. I was about to turn it down when Batman took his, somewhat, larger modal out and shot it at a really high ledge out of reach. Ah, a grappler! Awesome and stylish, I like it!
"Robin always looses his!" was his explanation, slightly shouted down from the ledge. Robin ... I don't know who that is either but I suppose I should be thankful. The grappler was smaller than Batman's and red in colour while his was a standard black. I aimed like Batman and was pulled very quickly towards the ledge before landing neatly. I want this thing! I enjoyed zipping through the air, and gradually getting higher and higher up the shaft. Seriously, everyone should have one of these things! They are ... wow!