《What A Clown...》30] 3-2-1?
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I woke up with his arms around me. I felt sore all over, it was a good sore though.
"Ey you up?" I asked as he nuzzled into my neck. "No..." He said and I looked down at my self. I saw a red smudge at my shoulder and touched it.
I lifted up the covers and saw I was full of red smudges. "I look like I'm full of polka dots." I said looking at him That had nearly all his paint off.
"Oops" He muttered and chuckled into me. "Are you tired?" I asked and he nodded. "See I told you..." I said and turned around with a smile. "Well at least I'm not the only sore one." I said and he chuckled.
"Maybe its the Masochist in me but its satisfying." He said resting his chin on my shoulder. "Thats what I was thinking." I said and laughed as he sat up. I sat up and picked up my t-shirt.
"You ripped it." I said holding the threw pieces in my hand. "It was in the way...stupid shirt." He said with his back facing me. My eyes widened as I looked at his back.
"Freaking hell" i said and scooted over to him. "What?" He asked and I ran my hand over the huge scratch marks on his back. "They look like they hurt, damn...Your backs full of scratc- they look bad. God im sorry." I said.
"Hehe...never had these before...I didn't think you cut to deep." He said feeling them with his hand. "Thats gonna leave a mark..." I muttered putting bits of my clothes on.
"But scars are trophies to treasure from your accomplishments." He said to me and I looked at him. "Way the go at throwing my own words at me." I said and stood up and walked to the bathroom.
I looked at my self in the mirror and my eyes widened. "What the hell did you do to me, Jack?" I muttered wiping my mouth. "Well you don't have bite marks and scratches." He said walking behind me.
"I do..." I said looking at the one over my scar. "Wow im Good." He said and I rolled my eyes. "Me too." I said looking at the ones on his neck. He turned around and saw his back and his eyes widened in amusement.
"Id like to see Seline scratch better than this." He said and I washed my face and saw the red go down the drain. "Well I guess I need another shower...out." I said and he let out a groan.
"You need to get ready to...Ill see you down stairs." I said and pushed him out of the bathroom and locked it.
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"Thanks a lot." I muttered to him looking at myself in the giant hallway mirror. "I like to mark whats mine..." He said as I pulled up my collar.
"Like wise." I said rubbing his back as I turned around and got my gun. I went down stairs and checked the dryer for all the money. "Why did you wash this money? It wasn't drugged it was robbed." He said.
"Just because I like to have clean money...Im joking its because it smelled like weed and gasoline." I said getting a stack of it and putting it in a counter.
"Anyways there is going to be a press conference then I am going to make a fundraiser for the high school. After that im going to help the GCPD catch the penguin because that fat goose owes me 20 pounds worth of cigars." I said
"Why are you good...and then bad." He said leaning on the dryer as I got another stack and put it in the counter. "Triple life...one is good then one is bad...then another one is me." I said getting the two stacks and tie.
He nodded looking at the floor with his arms crossed. "Ey Toots can I ask you something?" He said as I got another stack and put it in the counter. "Sure"
"How did ya know, Fake Batman's death? And why didn't he appear for so long?" He asked and I sighed getting the stack and tying it.
"Well he got tired of you. So I said I would take over the city and fake his death if the GCPD never got me for my deals in Gotham. He agreed and when you had the 5 teachers the day I blew up his house, He doesn't Know this by the way, I got one of the teachers and well killed him."
"When you left He left the teachers there and gave me the suit. I found the remote and cut the guys head off. Then followed you..." I said getting the 5 stacks of money.
He looked at the floor confused for a bit as a smile grew on his face and he laughed out loud. "Pretty clever...I should have known." He said and I rolled my eyes as I found a bag to put the money in.
"How much do ya have there?" He asked as I tied the bag and clipped it on my belt. "$50,000...this is the suppose fundraising for the high school." I said
"Ey doll ya wanna go with me to rob a bank or something later?" He said and I looked over at him. "Just for fun or for the money." I said and he looked over at the piles of money on the floor.
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"I wanna see that Bloodlust of yours in Action." He said and I smirked at him. "Know you wouldn't want to do that." I said taking my blade out.
"Oh why is that?" He said as I lifted up his head with the tip of my blade. "Because Im the truth that you wish was fiction...the Monster that parents warn their children of at night." I said and flipped the blade closed.
"Besides that sure if you want." I said and put the blade on my belt. "Or we can play a game too." I said and his smile grew.
"Whats the game called?" He asked as I smiled. "My boys and I use to play it all the time...well yeah." I said and laughed.
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(Joker'sPOV)
I chuckled a bit as the guy screamed and blacked out. The smell of the flesh made me want to gag but I could Cope.
I looked at my guy that was dripping like a soaked bloody towel from above then back at hers with slashes at his arms and down at his legs.
"Battery Acid leaves nothing but the bone." She said looking at the guys feet that had been eaten by the acid. "Your turn...he wont wake up for another hour on his own." She said and I looked at mines wrapping the wire around my hand.
"This ones my favorite." I said to her as I walked up to the guy that was still shocked at what he had seen. I walked behind him and put the wire to his mouth. He started shaking around as He bit on the metal wire.
"Smile!" I sang and pulled the wire as it cut threw his cheeks up to his bone. I laughed as I took the wire away and dropped it.
I walked back to V that stood with her arms crossed smirking at the guy. "What were these guys again?" She asked. "This one raped a 12 year old boy and dumped his body and that one was caught opening up a girl to sell organs by my guys." I said
"Then I shall do my specialty to him." She said with burning furious eyes of murder. Im not gonna lie she looked really hot.
She walked up to him and cut open his shirt and right above the hip bone stabbed him and he woke up screaming again. She dragged it down side ways then up, making the deepest V cut I have ever seen.
She twirled the blade around and flipped it out. I heard her mutter things to him as he looked at her dig into him. The guy screamed in her face but never looking away from her eyes. She then yanked it out telling him something and stepping back.
"What is that hanging out of the cut?" I asked and she looked at the guy with disgust. "Its either a kidney the liver or a gut...I dont know." She said and I snickered as the guy moaned in pain.
"Wow never met a gal so...dedicated." I said smirking at her as she smiled at me and drank from a bottle of water. I bit my lip and took in a breath. Guess I need another cold shower.
This girl drives me even more crazy than what I already am in a sane way. Its confusing. She walked over to the old bath tub and filled it with the last of the acid.
"Look Joker I've been doing stuff like this since I was 15...and I love it. 17 years of crime and never had I been caught except when the mayor died." She said unclipping the guy from the top and he fell down.
"Why because I discarded of everything perfectly and always wore gloves and wiped everything down when I was done. I didn't leave a mess. Then later I would tell a reporter or someone to go looking in a abandoned house in the bathtub or drawer and what do they find?" She said dragging the body to the tub.
"Everything but nothing. They find out there was a crime, the guy had a horrible death by this and that but nothing on me. All they now is that they have seen this type of crime with these types of cuts and it was done by Mr. V" she said dumping the body and running the water.
"And thats how it was always...well until I met you." She said wiping the rim of the tub and her hands. "Well you gotta learn to be free...and not so exact doll" I said
"I have...I use to count down the seconds people talked with me but with you I just loose track of time." She said taking her bloody shirt off and putting a clean black one on.
"I get drunk with those whiskey eyes..." She said putting her hand on my cheek and tracing my scar. I closed my eyes as I felt her pull her hand away. "Whats that surprise you talked about?" She asked opening the door.
"You'll see V..."
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(Victory'sPOV)
"What are we waiting for?" I asked looking at my watch. "Wait till the cops get there." He said leaning against the tree. I see the flashes of red and blue bounce off the buildings go down the street and make a huge turn.
"Send" He said pushing a button and My phone pinged. "Was that for me?" I asked. "No for all the politics in Gotham" he said and I took my phone out and read the text.
"3-2-1?"
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