[ WP ] - Joker seeks vengeance for the death of Batman

`` NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! ``, the Joker slammed his fists against the half-assembled table that held the small box of a TV. His cry echoed off the dilapidated walls of his half-lit hideout. He had to use every will of his being not to slam the TV against wall. The plainly dressed woman on the television repeated the horrible news as a red banner displayed the breaking, `` GOTHAM'S HERO KILLED IN SHOCKING ATTACK''. Occasionally a shot of the crime scene from an angle, as to not show the actual body, flashed on screen. `` How could they do this...?''. The Joker shook with anger. 
 
 `` Pudding? What's wrong? ``, Harley questioned in her tiny voice. She attempted to comfort him by hugging his side and staring at him with those ridiculous doe eyes of hers. The Joker violently shook her off, not wanting to look away from the news. Harley opened her mouth to complain, but then noticed the breaking news and gasped. `` Bats is dead?! But that's what you're supposed to do, Mr.J!'' 
 
 `` Do n't you think I know that?'' Joker snapped. 
 
 `` Maybe it ai n't really him. Maybe it's a fake! An imposter! You've heard of them wannabes! Maybe it's just-'' 
 
 `` -It's him, and I know it's him! Dead! Dead! And not by my own hand! They used a bullet. A God damn bullet? Do they have no creativity? How could you kill the Batman in such a pathetic way?'' the Joker screamed. Harley tried to speak again but the Joker was already on his way to the door. 
 
 `` Where ya going pudding?'' Harley questioned as she followed him to the door. The Joker stopped, and slowly turned to face Harley. The cloud of anger that hung above his head slowly cleared as a smirk spread across his face. A crazy look in his eyes appeared that was familiar to Harley, the look her dear Mr.J truly loved. 
 
 `` Why Harley, my dear, we're going to kill the man that took the Bats from us''. 
 
 
 
 **Later** 
 
 The air outside was crisp and cold, as a light snow began to fall. A decent sized group of onlookers stared at the square of police tape that surrounded the fallen hero. The chilly night did n't dismay the mourners, as they all stood in silence. The only noise came form the chatter of police and their radios. By the time of their arrival, Batman's body had been removed, leaving only a chalk outline with small, yellow, numbered tents that highlighted any evidence. Deep down, the Joker had a feeling that seeing the body in person would've... upset him to say the least. The Joker held his tommy gun with a light hand, Harley with her favorite pistol, and they casually walked towards the crime scene. The guns were simply a show of who really had the upper hand in the situation. The yellow police tape fluttered in the wind and the police stood their ground around the scene. The cops quickly took notice of the infamous villains' intrusion and surrounded the pair, yelling their usual threats, and raising their pathetic guns. The Joker gave them all his best smirk, and raised his arms slightly. 
 
 `` Now, now. Let's not get all trigger happy,'cause if you did, we all know who'd win'' he stated and slightly shook his tommy gun, to draw even more attention to his weapon. Although the police did n't lower their weapons, the fear in their eyes was surrender enough. One of the youngest looking cop's knees shook slightly, and his eyes darted, as if pleading for help with his eyes. 
 
 `` Commissioner Gordon! We have a situation!'' on cop yelled, gun still pointed at the Joker. The Commissioner pushed his way towards the Joker, immediately sighing, creating a puff visible puff of air. 
 
 `` Well, you've certainly made our job easier. The murder has come back to his crime scene. What bought you back Joker? Wanted everyone to see your face one last time before we throw you in jail for murder? Well, that and every other crime you've committed.'' Gordon smirked like he had won. The Joker wanted to laugh at the commissioners pathetic belief that he was going to jail, but he was more upset about that the commissioner thought **he** had killed Batman in such a petty way. 
 
 `` You think *I* did this? *Me*? Oh commissioner, you know me better than that. I would n't kill the Batman in such a boring way. My way would involve more... creativity. But you see, that's why I-'' he looked at Harley `` -We are here. To find out who really did this''. The police surrounding the Joker and Harley began to whisper to another, looking around to see if they had heard that right. The commissioner raised an eyebrow and adjusted his glasses. 
 
 `` Is that right? You of all people are here to help us find the killer?'' the commissioner chuckled to himself. 
 
 `` We ai n't here to help you bozos,'' Harley squeaked. 
 
 `` It's actually the other way around. We need you to help *us* find the killer.'' The Joker let his tommy gun fall onto his shoulder as his smirk reappeared. 
 
 `` And what do you plan on doing to this killer once you find him?'' Harley let out a giggle at the commissioner's silly question. 
 
 `` Why kill him, of course''. The surrounding cops whispering grew more. Many tried to keep their guns up high, but decided to back off as their arms grew tired. `` It's quite obvious that you wo n't be able to help us, so we will just be on our way. Thank you boys for your help, but we'll be handling this on our own.'' The Joker turned on his heel and ushered Harley to follow his lead and began to leave the scene. Behind them they could hear the click of guns being prepped for firing. Seems like the boys got their nerves back. 
 
 `` And what makes you think we're just going to let you leave?'' Commissioner Gordon called after them. Harley let a giggle escape again. The Joker slightly turned his head towards the commissioner. 
 
 `` What makes you think you have a say?'' He gave Harley a nod, and with that, Harley pressed a button on a remote on her belt. Suddenly, a small explosion rang out from one of the cop cars near the crime scene. No one was likely to get hurt, but it was good enough of a distraction for the pair of villains to make their escape. Once they had gotten farther away from the scene, Harley's mind began to wonder. 
 
 `` So, what do we do now, pudding?'' she asked quietly. This made the Joker stop and truly contemplate his next move. 
 
 `` Harley my dear, I believe it's time for a bit of a change. We will find the man who did this. And we will take our revenge. For the Batman''. 
 
 ** ( I have n't written anything in a while and I'm open to some constructive criticism if you guys have any. I love sharing my work and getting feedback! ) ** 
 
 
 
 

