THE DARK KNIGHT: THE LAST LAUGH
Just how far can you push a man until he breaks? No man is uncorruptable, not even the Batman. HA! HA! HA! HA!
A windy night as a group of black vans go driving down the dark road. Twisting and turning down the path they finally reach their destination. A large building, and thunder cracks as lightening lights up a sign. "Arkham Asylum". The driver of the first van clears his throat. He knows what the job is. They all do. To transfer the most dangerous patient to a more secure location. But it didn't make it any easier. They pulled up to a loading area. There a doctor in a white lab coat was waiting by a door. The vans all stopped in order in front of the door in a little driveway, and the cars unloaded. Coming from them were Gotham's finest SWAT officers, complete with GCPD on their chests. They were well equipped, some carrying sub machine guns, all with visible tactical vests on. The leader, Lt. David Cornwell, walked up, a nervous look on his face.
"Lt. David Cornwell GCPD, here to secure the transfer of patient number..." The Lt. said, before being interrupted.
"The Joker....you mean..." the doctor said, cutting of Lt. Cornwell. The doctor had a very nervous glow about him, he was scared, shaking. Just saying the name, Joker, make him cringe. "Be very careful" he warned before pulling out a cell phone and making the call, "Bring him out".
The door behind the doctor opened, and a couple of orderlies came walking out, pushing a man, arms bound down, on a wheelchair. There was a sack over his head. he seemed to be very well secured. Then a female doctor came out behind them. She was holding charts and walked over to the Lt. As she walked by the man, she put her hand on his shoulder, rubbing it softly, and then handed the chart over to the officer, who had an obvious anxiousness about him. He reviewed the charts, searching for a signature, and then looked back at the woman.
"Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Are you sure the patient is sedated?" he asked, now having to almost yell as the storm was getting worse and worse around them.
He looked back down to the charts and noticed something, waiting for an answer, but the doctor just turned and started walking back to the building. As he scanned down the chart, he noticed something strange. Underneath the signature was a smiley face, but not just any smiley face. It was just creepy looking for lack of better words. Then he heard a voice say, "You tell me" Then a crack was heard, but it wasn't thunder. He looked up and noticed the female doctor holding two guns, M1911, and had just shot the orderlies in the head simultaneously. He went to draw his gun but as he did, he felt hands grabbing his arms. The other officers had grabbed him, and one knocked him to his knees, relieving him of his gun. One of the men threw the gun over to the man in the wheelchair, who slowly pulled his arms out of the straps on his arms. The doctor who had greeted the officers didn't yell, he didn't try to run, he just stood there, as Dr. Quinzel turned one of her guns to his head. The man in the chair reached down to grab the handgun thrown at his feet, and then stood up slowly. He walked over to the restrained officer now on his knees and then crouched down to his level. He then reaching with one of his hands to the sack, and pulled it off quickly, revealing the dark smile of the Joker. His makeup had been freshly applied. His greenish hair flowing in the heavy breeze.
"Ya know, officer....I was really starting to find my little...home away from home to be rather.....comfortable" he said, in a calm manner to the frightened officer, turning the gun slowly towards him, and touching the barrel to his forehead. "But I am grateful to you for bringing me such a nice present, I mean these cars are great, and don't my boys look so much like your precious cops? Ohhhhhhh, I'm gonna enjoy this" he said with a sinister grin on his face, putting his finger on the trigger. And then, with his thumb, he ejected the clip, and in the same motion, turned it slightly and firing, shooting off the right ear of the officer. "HAHAHAHAH!!!!!" The Joker began to gleefully laugh as the officer writhed in pain, screaming. Tears came to the officers eyes. "I wouldn't use a gun to kill you, oh no, you get the special treatment! HAHAHA!" he laughed some more looking over to Dr. Quinzel, smiling, "Harley!" he yelled, motioning over. She pulled out a switchblade and tossed it over to him. The Joker caught it and opened the blade instantly, "Now we're talking" he said smiling, looking over to the Lt. and digging it into his shoulder, laughing in unison to the officers screams of agony, and as the officer's head went straight up in pain, the Joker swung the blade across, slitting his throat, and sending blood pouring out all over the front of his vest. The officer fell to the ground, bleeding out. His smile quickly turned to the false officers, who were shocked at the brutality. "Whats the matter boys? Did you not find it funny?" he asked, to which they all nodded without question. "Harley, lets get going!", he yelled over to his subordinate. Climbing into the back seat of the middle van, Harley sitting right next to him, he stretched out his arms across the seats, looking out the window at Gotham. "Oh Gotham, hear I come", the Joker said with a grin on his face. The fake cops got in the vans as well, and they started to head in the direction of Gotham, back to the city.
"Where to?" Harley asked, putting her hand on the Jokers leg as they passed the gates.
"Hows about we go meet some business associates of ours. I have some business to discuss with them" the Joker said with a little happiness in his voice. He looked down to the blade, still having the officers blood on it, and smiled. Look out Gotham, Joker's Back.
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That is the start of this story. As you can see, this is a very dark, grungy tale. The Joker is going to get together some of the worst villains Gotham has ever seen to unite in one goal, killing the Batman, and taking Gotham. But is it that simple? After all, with the Joker, it never is.
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Name: The Joker (real name unknown)
Appearance: Character appearance will be very much inspired by Heath Ledgers Adaptation. This includes the makeup instead of bleached skin, and scars.
Personality: A combination between a super genius and a deranged psychopath. Has no remorse over his actions, and has no boundaries. He finds others suffering funny and goes out of his way to cause it. He is also very charismatic, able to turn people against each other or turn even the best person into his puppet. And above all, he smiles a lot, and laughs a lot. This doesnt signify any form of happiness.
History: Not much is known about the Joker by anyone. No one even knows how he came to become the Joker, possibly not even himself. He claims several different reasons for the way that he is, and occasionally, the way he got his scars. He has been terrorizing Gotham for years, since just before Batman showed up on the scene, and has always taken pleasure in going to battle with the Dark Knight. Is responsible for countless murders in Gotham, not discriminating against women or children. In his most recent act which got him captured by Batman and sent to Arkham, he lured Robin into a trap at a nationally televised event. Then, in front of everyone, before Batman could save him, using a crowbar, he beat Robin limp, and removed his mask, revealing to everyone that Robin was Tim Drake, and then stabbed him in the heart, killing young Drake. Batman was able to capture the Joker and for the past 9 months, he has been in Arkham. All the while there he twisted the mind of the young psychiatrist Dr. Harleen Quinzel, creating a little love interest for himself in Harley Quinn. It should be noted in his files, while at Arkham he claims the only reason he killed Robin like he did was in order to drive Batman into depression, the first step to madness. And now, the Joker is back.
Extra: Very feared. Instead of ghost stories, other villains tell Joker stories, as its often joked.
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