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Chapter 8
Bruce Wayne had just gotten home from a long meeting at Wayne Industries. They were discussing development in each division of the company among other things, and he was very tired. That happens when you have boring and long meetings with being a vigilante all night.
"Good day, Master Bruce. I take it you had an "exciting" day."
"Hello Alfred and it wasn't exactly "exciting". But it has been very beneficial. Since we have been having a plentiful increase in development in our major divisions, we can afford to make new divisions for the company. Which means new jobs for Gotham." the exhausted billionaire stated as he took off his suit jacket and hung it on the coat rack.
"Sounds like it will be a good change for the company, sir. Would you care for some tea, sir?"
Bruce sat down on the couch and turned on the television. "No thank you Alfred. I want to see if there is anything going on in Gotham I should be aware of."
"Very well, sir." Alfred said as he retreated to another room.
Bruce flipped to the news channel, just in time to see a special news bulletin.
"Breaking News report. We've been informed that the insane criminal, the Joker, has escaped Arkham Asylum. Citizens are warned to lock their doors and if the Joker is spotted, do not approach. He is extremely dangerous and is most likely armed."
Bruce's facial expression was pure shock. "Dear God, he's loose again."
Then the billionaire slash vigilante thought of something. He remembered when the Joker was arrested 4 months ago, the two girls that he took hostage. When he was being shipped back to the Asylum, Bruce remembered how he sworn he would get vengeance against them. Exclaimed it actually. That had to be the reason Joker escaped. The Joker always escaped, but usually not after a short period like this. He would have waited awhile to escape if it was a normal scheme.
Bruce was positive that the Clown Prince of Crime was after Nicole and Mara. And who knows what he would do to them if he got a hold of them! He had to find him before those girls get hurt. Or worse.
"Alfred, I have to go."
His faithful butler walked back into the room, appearing coming from the kitchen. "But sir, supper is almost ready."
"Joker is loose, and I have to find him before he finds the girls." Bruce said while walking to the old grandfather clock and opened the secret entrance to the Batcave.
"You mean those young ladies he held hostage before? Good god." Alfred knew about the whole incident. He was informed on all of Batman's cases.
"Yes, I have to get to him before he gets to them."
Alfred sighed. "Well, sir please be……." He didn't get to finish because Bruce already went in the entrance and went off to get suited up and leave for Gotham City.
"…….careful."
The Joker set foot in his new hideout. It was an old fish processing plant at the docks. Batman shouldn't be able to find him because it isn't like his old hideouts. It isn't an old comedy club, or toy factory, or a gag and trick pranks plant. He even rented this hideout from a salesman under the name Joseph Kerr. He wanted to be discreet this time, because he didn't want the Dork Knight ruining his fun before he teaches those insolent teens a lesson.
He had his henchmen, Moe, Larr, and Cur, and everything set for his little "guests".
He sat down at his desk and pulled out two files. It was all about Mara Rose and Nicole Travis. He pulled this information from secret data bases, and it had everything he needed to find them. Where they lived, where they went to school, everything.
The Joker chuckled wickedly. "These kids will learn not to mess with the Harlequin of Hate." He then laughed hysterically and almost fell out of his chair. Those kids will really, really, really wish they didn't open that door.
The next day, Mara and Nicole were in lunch with their friends, discussing why Mara should not be president of the country.
"If you were president Mara, we would all be wearing black or dead from watching too much Invader Zim." Nicole giggled. Everyone laughed, including Mara.
"Yeah, that sounds like something I would do." She said with a somewhat proud look on her face.
Meanwhile, Christie and her followers were walking by, and as they passed their table, they pushed Chelsea's milk carton and all the milk spilled on her.
Chelsea gasped. "Aah! What the hell?!"
Nicole stood up. "Hey what's your problem?"
Christie looked back. "What did I do? It is not my fault your friend is so clumsy that she spilled milk on herself."
Now Mara stood up. "Listen bitch. No one messes with my friends and gets away with it!"
"Yeah right, clown girl. What are you gonna do about it? Tell the teacher. A baby would do that. Heh! Ciao losers." She said malevolently as she walked away.
Both the teens sat down. "Ughh! I hate her!" Mara seethed through her teeth.
Nicole handed Chelsea a napkin to dry off the milk. "Ditto. How could someone be that cruel and not have a knife in her back by now?"
"Facts of life, I guess." Chelsea responded while wiping off the remaining milk.
"She so needs bad karma juju." Mara sighed angrily.
As Christie walked by again to throw away her garbage, which was a whole tray of gooey low calorie yogurts, Nicole and Mara looked at each other mischievously. Nicole then held out her foot just as Christie walked by. Christie tripped over Nicole's foot and………
SPLAT!! Christie fell down hard into her tray. When she leaned up, the girls could see her entire shirt, and some of her face and hair, covered in gooey yogurt. The whole sight was freaking hilarious. Mara was laughing hysterically, along with everyone else.
"Aaaaahhhh!!" she screamed ear shatteringly. Then she looked at Nicole with pure fury in her eyes. "Travis!!"
Nicole looked at the female bully with a fake smile. "What did I do? It's not my fault you were so clumsy as to bump into my foot."
"Yeah, and what are you going to do about it? Telling the teacher is for babies, remember." Mara said as her laughter cooled down.
"Ugghhhh!" Christie cried as she stormed out of the cafeteria with her troops right after her. Everyone at the table started laughing again.
"Dudes that was totally a good one!" Emily giggled.
"I know, right." Nicole said with a hint of self accomplishment in her voice.
The bell rang, and everyone exited the cafeteria to their 5th hour classes. Danielle and Diana went to English, Kayla and Emily went to history, Chelsea went to Spanish, Mara went to math, and Nicole went to science.
As soon as Nicole sat at her seat the bell rang. The teacher, Ms. Perkins, entered the classroom and stood in front of the class.
"Today class, we will be working with chemicals to see the kinds of reactions that can occur. You can see the supplies and instructions at your table. As soon as you get your goggles and gloves, you may begin."
Nicole quickly got her safety gear and looked at the instructions. She smiled almost evilly. "Sweet! Dangerous chemicals! Let's see what that random red one and that random green one does." Before she could mix the most likely to explode chemicals together, she heard the intercom speak from the office.
"Nicole Travis and Mara Rose, please come down to the principal's office."
The voice was male, and kind of high pitched. It sounded familiar, but Nicole couldn't put her finger on it.
Ms. Perkins looked puzzled. "That's strange. Mrs. Welkner usually does the announcements." Mrs. Welkner is the secretary who does all the announcements in the morning and at the end of the day. "Must be a substitute. You may go, Nicole."
Nicole got up from her seat and walked slowly to the office, wondering what she was going for. Probably Christie ratting them out on tripping her. Brat!
When she arrived at the front door of the office, Nicole met up with Mara.
"Hey, Mara. Do you know why we're being called here for?"
Mara shook her head. "No. Probably because Christie told on us or something."
"That's what I'm thinking. Is Mrs. Welkner sick today or something?"
"I don't know. I saw her this morning."
"Weird. Well," Nicole sighed. "I guess we better go in and face our doom."
"Whatever."
Mara opened the door and they both walked inside. No one was in there, and the lights were turned off. But the principal's door was opened. "Okay, this is kind of creepy." Mara said.
"You think? Usually all the secretaries and off duty teachers are in here."
"Yeah. But Principal Thomas's office door is open, so he must be in there.
"Yeah, I guess." Nicole reluctantly agreed. They both walked across the room to the Principal's office and slowly walked in.
"Principal Thomas?" Nicole asked, but no one replied.
Suddenly, the door slammed shut, taking the girls by surprise. When they looked to see what made the door slam, they gasped fearfully. Behind them was a man in a purple suit, orange dress shirt, blue bowtie, and had slicked back green hair, white skin, and had a ghastly wide grin. It was the Clown Prince, the Joker.
"Hello kiddos. Miss me?"