Chatper 2
Lukess
I didn't know who I just saved. But all I know is was that she isn't a good guy or an inmate.
The girl was really strange, in the way she looked I mean. Her hair was dark blonde, but that seemed to be the only colour to her besides Black. She had Black boots, jeans, waist belt, corset, fist netting gloves; even her hair had black streaks in it. She had heavy eye makeup on, with black lipstick. On her eyes she had black tips of arrows on the top and bottom of her eyes. She did look quite young to be in Arkham City, she looked around five years younger than me, so about sixteen maybe.
She got to her feet and brushed off some dirt off her jeans, before picking up her gun, but she didn't put it away, she kept it in her hand.
"Thanks for killing that guy." She said in a squeaky sort of voice. Was that her real voice? It was pretty annoying.
"No problem. I'm surprised you would get killed, since all the guys around her would jump at the site of a girl."
"Yeah well, I ain't any normal girl." She flipped her hair. Obviously she wasn't normal, nothing about her appearance or voice was normal. "But who are you exactly?" She approached me and began to circle me, obviously observing me.
"Orange jumpsuit, no clown makeup, no two sided mask, no protective gear, or any stupid bird tattoo. You must be one of those cowardly political prisoners." She laughed.
I have only just got here last night, I had no idea how this place runs or anything. I wanted to walk away from her, I saved her life and all, but she was annoying, and I had a bad feeling about her. As much as my brain told me to leave, I had to stay. She has been here much longer than me, and she could help me understand how this place runs.
"What's a political prisoner?" I asked.
She stopped laughing at me and looked at me like I was an idiot. "Geez, how long have you been here?" the girl grinned.
"I only just got here last night." I spoke though my gritted teeth. She was starting to really annoy me, how she was acting like a smartass.
"Explains a lot then. Well, sit down; this might take a while to give you the run down."
I sat on an air vent tunnel behind me.
"You see, there is a war going on around here. And since the war is going on, this place is all about survival. You have to have three main things, food, protection, and cover. How most people survive around here is to join one of the four many gangs. The Penguin's gang is one of them." She spoke with a disgusted voice when she said the name. "He supplies you with good protection with weapons and all. But he is the worst person ever, he will treat you like dirt, hardly gives you food, and doesn't give you good cover either."
I was starting to piece together a few of the pieces. "So is the way you tell Penguin's gang apart is because of those penguin tattoos?" I asked.
"Yeah, pretty much. Then there is Two-faces gang. Two-face is a schizophrenic. So he has some serious issues. He gives you food, and good cover. But no protection whatsoever. Also, dealing with the boss is really not worth it." She laughed. "And he gets his gang to wear a two sided face that looks like his half burnt and half human face."
She made is sound like a horror story. Half burnt face? It was a horrible imagine to put in my head.
"And there is the whole Hugo Strange army. Which you can't join since your an inmate. You just want to stay away from them. Also you will be able to tell them apart because they are the only people in this place that look like freaking police."
I already hate Hugo Strange for opening up Arkham City. I have been here for twenty-four hours and I already think this place is hell. In fact, it is hell!
"And last but not least. There is The Joker's gang." She said in a happy voice.
"The Joker is here?" I asked suprisenly. I can't believe The Joker is here. Wait, of course he is here, that guy was insane!
"Yep, and he practically runs this town." She said in a bragging manner. "It's pretty good I reckon. You get pretty good weapons, you get good shelter cover, and he gives you food every now and then. Plus, Daddy J is funny!"
I was suspicious of her. The Joker was crazy and he would not have a good gang! And the Daddy J thing, what was up with that?
"It sounds too good to be true." I said suspiciously.
"Well, besides form the fact that he is crazy, he does kill some of his gang members for fun." She said it so casually. I knew it; he kills for a laugh. No way was I was going to risk the chance of getting killed randomly.
"But its okay, it's actually really funny." She laughed. "And I could keep you on the good side, He won't kill you then. He will listen to head of security." She smiled evilly, gesturing to herself.
"Your head of security? But you're just a teenager." I asked astonished.
"So? Daddy J's taught me how to use a gun when I was ten. When I finally learned, he put me in charge of security. Also there is the fact that I am his daughter."
Of course it explained everything! The crazy outfit and makeup that sort of reminded me of a clown, the cruel sense of humour, and the Daddy J thing. I was now disturbed by her, afraid that she was going to kill me.
"But back to the point, I suggest Daddy J's gang."
No, I do NOT want to be the in the same gang as the Joker. If I was, it would truly be hell, like he was the devil or something.
"Is there any other choices?" I asked hopefully.
"Well there are the political prisoners who don't last a day!" She sneered.
Wow, dead in a day. I didn't know about the others inmates here, but I was to keep alive for as long as possible.
"And there is-, no forget it." She chuckled.
"Tell me." I demanded.
"Well you could be one of those professional criminals who are loners. But its not a good choice. Everyone is after you, you won't get alot of help around here if in trouble, you're alone forever and you have to find your own weapons. Ivy and Catwoman are a few of them."
"Catwoman is here as well?" I asked even more surprised than I was about the Joker.
I had a bone to pick with her.
I was helping here rob the Gotham City bank, but when one of the alarms went off and the Police were outside, she screwed me over and escaped, leaving me there. I tried to fight them off by killing three policemen. But they soon dragged me off. It was how I ended up in here.
I knew what I was going to do know. I was going to go track down Catwoman and hit her over the head with a lead pipe!
"I need to think about it. But I think The Joker's gang is the best one I got." I lied.
"Good, I expect to see you at the Steel Mill. If you ask for me, Sidesie J, I will help you out." She grinned at me. She turned around at walked to the edge of the building. Before she did anything else, she turned around and blew me a kiss. She then leapt to the next building and made her way off to wherever she was going.
Well that was weird.
I turned around and walked to the ledge. I then began to shimmy my way down the pipes until I was in the street. I didn't know where I could find Selina but I determine to find her. I was going to search for clues and find anything I could. I need to bash her after what she did. So I was off, I walked aimlessly down the street looking for any signs of cat-like objects, paying attention to as much detail as possible. But as I was walking, I needed a moment to focus on the Daughter of The Joker, 'Sidesie'. The girl herself was all messed up.
Sidesie was insane and so was her whole family. But despite her crazy personality, weird looks, cruel sense of humour, her ridiculous father, she was hot in a way, and was interesting. I had a weird interest in insane people.