The goon named 'Anger', next is the Joker.

Chapter 9: Anger

It took me several days to track down Anger to a warehouse on the north side of Gotham.

He had a collection of masks at his disposal, the walls of the warehouse were lined with Paper Mache and Store-bought masks.

He was in the corner at a table making masks.

"Wow," I said in the shadows "Michael Myers much?"

He put on an angry looking mask, grabbed a kitchen knife, and walked around.

"Yep," I said "rip off of Michael Myers."

He walked around looking for me.

"Why are you looking for me," I asked "don't you have a cable show to run?" (Wayne's World reference).

He pushed a giant crate ten feet in anger. "Whoa," I said "calm down you crazy ogre, go stroke off your pet donkey." (Shrek reference).

He was stabbing his knife into dark passageways. "You mad bro," I said "Or do I make you horny baby, yeah." (Austin Powers reference).

"Come down here and face me!" He yelled.

"Okay," I said "all you had to do was ask, jeez."

I jumped down behind him. "I thought you didn't talk?" I asked.

"I don't," he said "but you are not going to be around to call me on it."

He held the knife serial killer style and came at me. "A thing about cliché horror villains:" I said "they never run, they just walk around and somehow catch up to the victim."

"Shut up!" He stuck the knife deep in my chest, it went all the way through and imbedded in the wall behind me.

"Okay," I said "someone' watched Halloween one-too-many times."

He let go of the knife and I fell down, "That move doesn't work in real life though."

I took the knife, and cut the strap of his mask. His mask fell to the ground, and it revealed his horribly deformed face.

"Maybe you're more of a Jason Voorhees than a Michael Myers," I said "oh well." I stabbed him in the neck with his own knife. He fell to the ground dead.

I walked over to the table where he was working, the mask that was there was almost finished.

"It just needs paint." I said.

I looked around the desk and found a vile of black paint, I then proceeded to paint a crow on the mask. I then put the mask on his face.

"You look worlds better." I said.

I spotted the bat-signal in the distance, "If anyone knows where the Joker is," I said "it'll be him."

I teleported to the location of the bat signal.

"What up?" I asked the commissioner.

"Crow," he pulled out a gun "keep your hands where I can see them."

I put my hands in the air, "I'm just here waiting for Batman."

"I'm here." Batman stood behind the commissioner.

"Oh God," commissioner said "I almost had another heart attack."

"The Joker is still loose." Batman said.

"Were searching every warehouse on the west side of Gotham." He said.

"You won't find him there," they looked at me "I've searched those warehouses, all you'll find there is a body."

"How would you know?" Batman asked.

"I killed him there," I said "as I did in South Gotham, and North Gotham."

"That leaves the East Gotham warehouses." The commissioner said.

"Why does Gotham have so many warehouses?" before they could answer my question…

*doo, doo, do, do, doo, doo* "Sorry," I said "I've got to take this."

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey Crow," Harley said "it's me."

"Harley," I said "I'm with Batman right now."

"I made a special dinner for the two of us." She said.

After a moment of silence, "I'll be right there."

"Raid the east side warehouse tomorrow night nice talking to you got to go." I said in one breath before I vanished.