Grrr…Ok, you guys, I've done it again. This whole chapter is rated T…I might change the rating on this story if this keeps up in the later chapters…I can't help it! My evil side keeps sneaking up on me, and beats me over the head with a chocolate chip cookie, while yelling "COME TO THE DARK SIDE!" On a positive note….LONGER CHAPTER! WHOOT! Ok, I'm done ranting…
"Don't worry hoodie, I'll make sure that you can't come back to life this time to carry on your pathetic little existence."
Jason shot him a death glare.
"Speaking of which…The suspense is JUST killing me..How did you come back to life?.."
Jason simply continued to glare.
"I'll tell you what…You tell me your little secret, and I'll end your life quick and painlessly. A quick shot to your head. You won't feel a thing…" His voice suddenly became dark. "but if you don't answer…"
"So! Why don't you explain to us all how you did it? How did you manage to make a fool of the clown prince of crime himself, and come back to life?" His voice returned to its normal high pitch.
"I..uh.." A gunshot was heard as a bullet imbedded itself into Jason's shoulder and he cried out in pain.
"Oops! Did I forget to mention that hesitation counts as refusal to answer?" He laughed.
"Care to play again?"
"The lazarus pit!" Jason blurted out as the first thing to come to his head, and another gunshot went off as a second bullet found its way into his other shoulder. He gritted his teeth.
"Wrong again!" The scientist or rather..Joker, pulled Jason's hair to look at him.
"The lazarus pit only rejuvenates a person if their still breathing! Even I know that!" Joker hissed at him.
"Come on, Hoodie, you can do better than that!" He said as he pushed Jason's head back into the floor.
"I don't know how I came back to life!" Jason shouted angrily.
"Superboy could have punched a hole in a semi dimensional wall, altering reality, and bringing me back to life for all I know!" Jason was exasperated.
"You're really pushing your luck, you know that hoodie?" Joker said darkly.
Jason turned his head, and glared him straight in the eye.
"And do I look like I even remotely care?" He growled.
"Suit yourself then." Joker said as he got back up, and turned towards a thug.
"Put him in one of the trucks, he's coming with us."
"But I thought you were gonna kill him?" The thug asked, confused.
"Oh, I am gonna kill him, make no mistake. But if he wants to go the slow and painful way, who am I to say no? Unfortunately I'm on a tight schedule, so I'm afraid we'll have to take this party elsewhere."
"And why don't you tell me why you're in a scientist's body?" Jason shouted from the floor.
"What? You weren't feeling nerdy enough in your own body?"
He was pulled up by his hair suddenly, as a hand tightened around his neck, effectively cutting off his air supply. He started gasping , blackness overtaking his vision, Joker got back down to Jason's level as he pulled out a knife.
"Watch your tongue, or you may just lose it altogether." He warned in a low voice.
Jason responded with a strangled gasp as he fought to get air back with no avail.
"Are you ready to cooperate now?" He asked in a dark manner.
Jason was ready to pass out, when finally Joker nodded to the man behind who was strangling him, and he fell to the floor, taking in the much needed oxygen.
"That mouth of yours is gonna get you into a lot of trouble. Perhaps we should do something about it…" He contemplated thoughtfully as Jason was still gasping in the air.
"But again, not here. You've already wasted enough of our time, and we must be going.
two thugs picked him up by his arms, causing him to groan from the pain in his shoulders of being moved.
C'mon Todd, pull yourself together! He thought to himself, and mustering every piece of discipline he had, he kicked his legs from behind, hitting the two who were holding him, sending them stumbling back.
He made a run for it, arms still bound, and his body threatening to pass out from the pain he felt in his shoulders, and through his whole body.
Gunshots fired around him, barely missing him.
"Don't kill him you idiots!" Joker grabbed a gun from one of the men.
"I'm not NEAR finished with him…" He aimed, and fired a shot which found its way straight into the back of Jason's ankle, as his short lived freedom came to a halt. He fell once again to the floor beneath the large machine with an agonizing cry. Two men picked him back up as Joker walked over, and grabbed him by his hair.
"You're really getting on my nerves you know that?" He growled in a dangerous tone.
"I'll just have to make sure you don't try anything again." He looked down at his foot that had been shot.
"That looks like it could get infected. Perhaps we should remove the problem before it has a chance to start." He took his knife out again, and moved it down to Jason's ankle, and just as the blade touched flesh, a batarang whizzed by, knocking the knife out of the Joker's hand.
Well, it's about time…Jason thought as the room around him exploded into action.
Nightwing swung down, punching the Joker, and sending him backwards. A handful of thugs were immediately on top of him, and as he was offing them one by one, he threw one of his Eskrima sticks in the direction of a thug who was headed for Jason. The stick hit the thug square in the head, as he fell back against the machine, hitting a button on it labeled "Engage". A lid like object dropped down on Jason's head which was attached to the machine. In the midst of the chaos, Joker took out a grenade.
"If you want a job done right, you have to do it yourself!" He growled as he threw the grenade in Nightwing's direction.
Nightwing managed to jump out of the way of the grenade, but the blast was still enough to send him backwards. His back hit the machine hard, and he was knocked out temporarily as another object dropped down onto his head, and suddenly he felt a zapping and dizzying sensation. His body felt as if it was literally lifting out of itself, like an out of body experience.
As quickly as it happened, it stopped. But Dick wished it hadn't, because as soon as it stopped, he felt like he was going to pass out. He suddenly had shooting pains all through his body. He tried moving his arms, but found that they were bound behind him, and his shoulders were burning with pain.
He moved his head to look up, with what little strength he had left with his sudden loss, and what he saw made him think he was having an epiphany of some sort. For standing in front of him, wide eyed, and having a look of pure shock on his face was…Himself.
Ok, So I tried to make it clear in this chapter.. But for those who aren't getting the picture…YES, Joker switched bodies with a scientist, so whenever it says "Joker" in this chapter, it's actually the scientist's body we're picturing. The scientist is in Joker's body. Just wanted to clear that up to people. I tried to make it clear in the last chapter, but I think people were just confused, LOL.