Love & Chaos Knows No Bounds (Part 9)
Note from, me, mrslongbottom. I skipped ahead because my partner in sporking crime
sporked Part 8, so if you want to before you read this. Go toj_ninjacat for more details, or just Part 8 like previously stated. =]
Turning Point
Erin had learned that her previous outfit had been discarded. So, she had managed to twist Bruce's arm and made him take her shopping.
Because Sues get whatever they WANT.
She was now wearing a black choker with a red heart teardrop,
How do you get a teardrop heart? One or the other. Pick One.
a purple spaghetti strap tank top, a dark green pleaded skirt, a dark purple leather jacket and black boots. Her hair was down of course. Her hair now had black streaks in it. She bought make up too. She smeared her face white, smeared black around her eyes and of course applied dark red lipstick to her lips.
EMO
She was Ace now.
Ace bandage...for her HEAD WHICH I SMASHED!
Ace stared out the window of the bat car. Her reflection staring back at her.
That's her sister...Flo.
The bat was handing her over to the police. She felt betrayed but apparently Bruce's alter ego had made the decision even though Bruce himself didn't want to.
Oh really? *Cleans 12 gauge shot gun*
Ace turned to Batman, her arms folded across her chest.
"You must get this a lot but is there a radio in here?" She asked.
"No", He replied in a cold tone.
Damn. "Now I don't get to do my sexy dance for you."
He was trying to keep an eye on the road. But she was sitting there like a sultry court jester. Skin glistening from the small lights and monitors on the dashboard.
She sparkles, like a vampire.
Ace heaved a sigh of boredom but she wouldn't be bored any longer. They were now pulling up in front of the police station. Gordon and several other officers were standing outside.
"Oh ya, just for me", Ace mumbled.
Don't think everybody wants you. Don't listen to Billy Squire. I hate you!
Batman got out and walked around to let her out. He kept a good grip on her arm until they were inside. Gordon and the others followed. They put her in one of the holding cells. Ace didn't fight being locked up. She just leaned against the bars of the cell.
This sounds vaguely familiar...hmmm THe Dark Knight maybe?
"No cuffs, real shame, and here I thought you were doing your job", Ace replied.
If you haven't noticed, Batman doesn't usually do the cuffing.
"I'd watch your attitude", Batman grumbled.
You tell her Batman WHOO!
Ace just smirked with a clownish grin, much like the Joker's.
Ain't that just cute.
And here she thought that good boy Bruce Wayne liked her. She guessed Bats didn't care for her because she was a criminal again. Oh well. As Batman turned to leave, Ace called out to him.
"By the way Bats, you were never my type", Ace exclaimed.
You're not my type. I'll take Batman off your hands.
Batman said nothing and left the police station. Ace sat down on the bench in her cell. Stretching her legs out.
The other officers dispersed around the station, going back to their work. Gordon stood by Ace's cell.
"Something wrong Jimmy?" Ace asked.
"What did he do to you?" Gordon muttered.
"Nothin' really, just some sugar and spice and
everything nice. I think NOT.
a cup of chaos", Ace replied happily and tilting her head.
Gordon turned and went back into his office. Ace sighed and looked around. This place was boring. At least it was better than Arkham.
She had heard stories about the asylum back when she worked at the hospital, back when life was simple. But maybe now, that she really looked at it, life then was just as complicated as it was now. She missed the Joker something terrible.
My god you're folksy.
Ace stood up and walked along the bars of her cell. That's when the phone rang.
In some guy's stomach?
"Hello?" Detective Allen asked answering the phone.
Allen hung up. Detective Ramirez walked over.
"Who was that?" Ramirez asked.
"Just a hang up", Allen replied, feeling rather confused.
"That's weird", Ramirez muttered.
If someone had been standing by the front doors of the police station, they would have died instantly, because a second later, the front end of the police station exploded.
I was right, yay me!
The explosion sent desks, people, papers and other items across the room. Ace was knocked over from the force of the blow. She fell against the bars of her cell, giving her head a good smack.
I hope she got a concusion.
She touched the back of her head, it hurt like hell. Ramirez and Allen and several others survived, Gordon came out of his office.
"What the hell is going on?" Gordon asked.
"Evening....Commissioner", A cackling voice called.
Ace felt her breath give way. Joker appeared out of the dust the explosion had created. Joker was carrying a black metal hand gun. A smile played across his face.
Because its...cut...on...there!
He looked more insane than he usually was. Ramirez and Allen pulled out their guns.
"Stop where you are!", Ramirez yelled.
Joker opened his coat with his left hand. Small cherry bombs and grenades were stringed along in the inside of his jacket.
"How about you put down your gun and hand over your keys", Joker exclaimed.
"Do as he says", Gordon muttered.
Ramirez took out the keys and tossed them to the Joker. The keys landed at his feet. Joker bent down and picked them up. He casually walked over. He kept his gun pointed at them, to make sure nobody got heroic on.
Don't make me go all heroic on you crazy ASS! *snaps fingers* MMM MMM!
Joker had hopped Batman
Was that the midnight bus?
would be here but it looked like the bat hadn't stuck around. Joker unlocked Ace's cell. Ace got to her feet and walked out of her cell. Joker threw the keys into the pile of rubble that had been caused by his explosion. Joker and Ace were on their way out when Batman appeared in the door way. Ready for a fight. Joker held out an arm, to keep Ace out of Batman's line of reach.
"Ramirez, Allen, get the others out of here", Gordon ordered.
Ramirez and Allen helped the remaining officers evacuate. After the officers evacuated, Batman and Joker began to fight each other. With Joker's back on her, Gordon slipped over and grabbed Ace. Batman pinned Joker to the ground. He had his hand to the clown's throat.
"Do it, you know you want to", Joker muttered, still grinning.
"But I'm not. You deserve to die but not at my hands", Batman replied gruffly.
Batman you'e back! *celerates for an acurate character*
Gordon walked over, still keeping a good hold on Ace. Joker looked upwards, his smile was fading.
"Let her go", Joker growled.
"The two of you will be sharing a cell in Arkham by this time tomorow", Gordon said.
Yay. The honeymoon. How romantic.
"I thought you said I wasn't going to Arkham?" Ace asked glaring at the bat.
"You thought wrong. If you were still the person you were two years ago, you'd be let free but this isn't the case, now is it?" Batman asked.
Within the hour, other officers arrived and so did some armored trucks. Both Joker and Ace were cuffed and placed in sepearte veichles. Batman followed them to make sure they arrived at Arkham without any problems. Dr. Jeromiah Arkham, Dr. Joan Leland and Dr. Huffman
were waiting on the building steps. Joker was brought in first. Then Ace. Batman followed them along with Commissioner Gordon. A tall man with dark brown hair and black rimmed glasses was standing just inside, he was holding a clipboard and a dark blue pen.
"Crane", Gordon replied in a rather stunned tone.
NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Dr. Jonathan Crane", Crane muttered in a expressionless tone.
"You're supposed to be locked up", Batman pointed out in a snappish manner.
"I got a job here because of my good behavior. You might say, I live here", Crane exclaimed.
As Ace passed Crane, Crane gave her a look of interest.
AHHH!!! *Shoots 'ACE' with clean 12 gauge shotgun*
Joker glared at the doctor and Crane went back to looking over his clipboard. Crane and Dr. Arkham left the others to deal with the criminals. Dr. Leland led them down to the cells. Joker and Ace were an exception to the rules and were given the same cell, which was not premitted in any other case. The cell was the size of a closet. Grimy brick walls, stone floors that looked like they've never been cleaned,
It's an insane asylum why would it be clean.
a single bed and a small barred window, which let in only some sunlight. Joker streteched across the single bed, he patted the matteress gently. Ace smiled a little and layed with him.
"Let's make a baby, Joker."
Being there was like having no feeling of any emotions. Like all happiness had been taken away. The place was like hell except with floors, doors and windows.
What if Hell has floors and doors and windows. Haven't you seen Little Nicky?
I felt like this was somehow my fault.
It is.
Maybe he didn't see it that way, he said nothing to me while I layed against him. He held me none the less. After an hour of silence, except for the occasional scream from some poor soul down the hallway, Joker told me this wasn't my fault. Told me not to blame myself. That's when I knew he'd come up with a plan
HE DOESN'T PLAN!!!! *BEATS HEAD OF CEMENT REPEATEDLY*
to get us out. I know he will.
Author's Note: Okay, hope this chapter is a lot better than the last. More Erin/Joker next! R & R!
It's worse.