Joker

My name? My name is Jonathan; Jonathan Oldenburg Keith Eliot Riétolo, but everyone just calls me Joker for short. I am just a pretty normal guy, most days a little five o'clock shadow. Only real identifier is a tattoo of my daughter on the left side of my chest; Daisy. I have my doctorate in human psychology and biology, along with less important degrees in subjects like literature and physics. All of this put together plus two tours of the armed forces and one with spec ops seals got me a job i could not have dreamed of, outer operations CIA division. I report in, full uniform for the whole weekend every month at head office and the rest of the time i work in field or on paperwork and little things like that at my home office in Gotham's uptown west village in my condo penthouse. Unfortunately most of my work is field work that requires me out of city or even country at times, causing me to leave Daisy with my friend Harley. god, Daisy; my angel, my princess, my daughter, my life. She's so precious and innocent, she is my everything. She just turned eleven in August, she's growing up so fast. She looks so much like her mum, long brown hair, green eyes, little red cheeks, just perfect in every way. I lost Rebecca, Daisy's mum, when Daisy was seven. Her last words to me were "Never stop smiling for her, Jon." And ever since then I've tried to do my best to be happy for Daisy, so much so i never really got to heal from it all. But its my job to put her first over everything, even myself. Sometimes you have to look past the scares, and just smile. it was Sunday, November seventh, 12:09 P.m. the temperature twenty one degrees out. Twenty three people in Robison park in the area, two walking towards the water, one on bike moving on the south path leading to the third exit from where we entered Robison park. Daisy and i were spending the day together after church, my all black turtleneck jacket was a bit much and daisy in a yellow sun dress looked far more happy with the weather. I stood under an apple tree and daisy ran after the white swans. Everything was great, until i saw him. Nicole, my be-..... my friend, who just so happened to be one out of the three man in the CIA unit i am part of. There's lots of units and ranks for spooks like us, we were a alpha class level unit. The moment i saw him i knew my day with Daisy was up. Nicole  shouted "joker, i know this is your day with Daisy but..." Daisy walks up "Hi princess! How are you?" "im good uncle jaw" "that's good baby girl. Can me and your dad just have a moment to speak sweetie?" Jonathan "just give us a minute ok sunshine" "ok daddy" Daisy ran back to playing.
"do you care to elaborate on why i must give up my time with her?" "don't blame me, blame the puke assholes who got in the way of some deep shit" "what? What the hell happened, and how did this shit happen on your watch" Jonathan pokes Nicole in the chest pushing him back a bit "the trafficking job we've been working on, ya well its time to strike" "its happening? " "no, it already went down" Jon holds his head and turns around looking up "we thought we could handle it, we didn't want to take away from your time with Daisy. But when we got there it was just me and Rollin, some gang jumped the truck. I have no idea how they knew about it but they hit it with a bus and 2 vans came in, shot the men dead and took the weapons. Now that isn't a big deal, I'd be happy that they did our job if it wasn't for the chemical crate they stole. It contained oxidized delirium 27H9Green, or mad Green. This stuff is beyond dangerous and we can't leave it with these little pricks. Rollin's following them back to base but we need you. No one can know that anything happened today. The guys have already cleaned up the convoy we just have to finish up the kids." Jon waits a second, grits his teeth and picks up his phone "hey? Harley? You're gonna hate me but could i get you to watch Daisy right now at the Robison park? I have important business that requires me now" Harley "ya of course. I'll be there in five" "thank you" Nicole "I'll tell Rollin our ETA" Jonathan just looked at Daisy and closed his eyes and looked down, she looked back and noded her head. She knew daddy was leaving again for work. 1:13 P.m. we were on top of a building on Roos st of China basin. It was me, Nicole/jaws, and Rollin/hawk over looking slip st, dock st, and knot st where hawk had followed the guys to. hawk "so what's the plan Jon?" jaws "ya joker, you're the boss" Joker "simple tactics boys. Hawk you have over watch, keep us informed and covered, Jaws you and i are going in, leapfrog manoeuvres, tap shoulder then move till we're on target. Understood?" hawk and jaws "yes sir!" joker "smile boys, the curtain's coming up" me and jaws were getting into position. There's no one I'd rather have with me on an op than jaws and hawk. They are more than partners and friends, they're family. Jaws was a freedom fighter in Africa before he worked with the CIA. his camp was destroyed and two spooks found him with a bullet in his arm under a fallen over hut. Because of the situation that was occurring he was useful to the CIA so they brought him in, turns out he was more then useful. He helped the CIA over throw a corrupt government and after asked to join. The crazy part is, they let him. Hawk's was something special, he was 2 years younger than me but started with the CIA at 21 which was almost unheard of. He was Russian, sent in to spy on his own country for the US, but got cot by the RSS when he was handing off info. Poor bastard got shot in the right eye. He came out pretty bad but alive. Hawk's is bald and doesn't look like much, but under the hood is all steel. Not really tall only 5.7 and 189 pounds but deadly viscous. Jaws got a military shave leading into a goatee. He is built like a brick shit house inside and out. About 6.4 and 279pounds. Not the kind of guy you even look at funny. we were pro's, all we used were signs for movement. I signed jaws to cover me as i ran down the alley, i stopped and ducked behind i dumpster, jaws ran and taped my shoulder, i stood up to cover him as he made his way to the corner. 3 shadows were headed his way, 1 man walked out, he was armed. I signaled hawk to take him. Once the bullet hit he stopped but was still standing. His head fell to the left and blood came pouring out of the bullet hole. He dropped and jaw went around the corner with me running in for backup. By the time i got around the corner i saw jaws standing there, 1 guy on the ground with his neck snapped bleeding from the mouth and the other against the wall with a knife through his heart. Like a tape the blood ran off the knife into a pool of red on the ground. We were in the open, i grabbed a body and pulled it around the corner and hid it in the dumpster, the other jaw threw in the back of an abandoned car. We needed to get to the alley right ahead in between dock and knot st. We took the corner and were out of hawks site and the protection of his silenced M12 rifle. It was just jaw's and i now. I was armed with a silenced Mac10, jaw's with a UMP12 handgun (silenced). We peaked around the wall and saw the entrance to the hide out. 3 guys on watch. The 2 in front had AK 107's and in the back the last guy had an 8 shot revolver. Easy Pickens. Jaw put his hand on my right shoulder signaling ready, and we went around the corner i went down on my knee and jaw's shot over top of me, he did 2 to the body 1 to the head, old but affective. The blood from Jaw's head shot hit my target in the face. I shot the first and last guys in the front and back. I shot out the front punks knee, blowing it open with show of broken bones causing him to turn around and face the last target, then i shot through the head of the already downed man making it impossible to identify him into the chest of the last 1 with his blood painting the wall behind him. We knew even with silencers we had to go before they ran. We stacked up on the door and kicked it in. The van was leaving, but i shot 1 of the gang member's before he got in and the rest drove off as jaw's shot at them. We had failed, our only chance was to hope that the kid i shot was still alive so we could find out where the van was going. there was no time for paperwork and the proper way of handling this, we had to interrogate on site, If he is alive that is. I picked him up, the bullet went through his shoulder blade shattering it but he was alive and would stay that way, at least long enough to question. We put him in a chair and i did the interrogation. "where did that van go kid?"the kid spit in my face. I wrapped it off with my head and close fist slapped him causing his nose to break and gosh blood. Then i put my thumb in the hole the bullet exited from. He screamed like a girl and i pulled it out and but it to my cheeks and made a smile with the blood. "i enjoy this you little shit. We're gonna get that van, the only thing you change is how much fun i get to have before we get it""ill never squeal!""you're so negative and angry. How about we put a smile on that face"i pulled out my knife and put it through the side of his cheek and ripped it back out. Leaving his cheek torn and dangling"now ill ask you again. Where the FUCK! Did that van go?"he was crying and sniffling barely able to speak as blood fell from his face like a waterfall "uptown to the bosses. Thats all im saying" i dont blame him for not saying anything else. He couldn't really speak anymore"good. I hope you're not lying, because i wont be able to ask again"he went to say something and i punched my knife into the back of his throat getting it stuck in the chair behind his head. His body jumped as he was still awake. He tried to pull the knife out; it bleeding him like a pig"you disgusting warm" i grabbed his head and lifted my knee to it; throwing him back. Then i stomped his skull as i pulled my knife out. His face was caved in from the hits.jaws "lets go boss. We gotta move" i got up and as we were leaving i found a rack of the Mad Green on the ground. I guess it had fell out. I picked it up quickly and put it in my jacket. we met up with hawk down the street in our car."so what do we do boss""we report to headquarters. Its out of our hands for now. Ill get them to come clean this up and we'll all deal with this problem at a later time. Understood?"hawk and jaw's responded "understood sir!" November 21st, Thursday 1:27 P.m. im at home. The temperature out side is 9 degrees Celsius inside is 23 degrees. Daisy is at school and i am sitting at my Greek oak table. Im drinking a dark coffee and staring at one of the viles of Mad Green i took. The readings and stats on the side lead to suggest that the effects differ depending on how it entries the body. It is a gas but also a poison and a vanium and a toxin. Like some drugs the effect is, when taken different, on how long it takes to work and how well it works and how much it works it stands to reason that this could be an all in one war chemical. I need time to analyze it, but not now, i need to wait till the hunt for it has cooled down. i stood up and walked over to my window over looking Gotham; the site was like no other, all seemed to be happy which in a world like this is nothing more then smoke and mirrors. It reminds me of the beauty i saw when first stepping foot in Rwanda; it was so beautiful, you'd never think what was happening there actually did. I remember a man that was assigned to lead us on our operation mission; Alfred Pennyworth. Still to this day have no idea who he worked for but he was our boss. an interesting fellow, he had a lot of stories to tell, but he backed it up more then once. Like the time we came face to face with the worst of the tragedies. We walked up to a church, and heard screams so we went in, and standing there, holding a human head was this unbelievably large man. So Alfred, the crazy ass say to the guy "excuse me sir, could you put that down so that we could speak a moment?"so this guy throws the head to the corner and looks at Alfred and he says "why thank you, now me and these fellows are looking for an individual that's killing innocent people. Would ya happen to know'em?" So this giant of a man takes a punch at Alfred and he moves out of the way then says "thank you for the answer" crazy bastard took his knife and cut right through his stomach. All the guys guts fell out on the floor and Alfred, so calmly looks at the rest, points his knife at one and says "you're next" then ordered us to kill them all except for the one he pointed at. God, he took that kid and did some sick shit to em. He made him dig inside the one and pull out his heart. Then the sick fucker made him eat it and well he did Alfred went behind him and smashed his knife through the back of his chest making it poke out the front then took it and slowly slit his throat. Even to me, it was disturbing. He was so calm too, that's what made it terrifying, with everything it was just like he was opening a bag of chips, so laid back and cool about it all like it was literally nothing. it was almost time to get Daisy from school. I didn't like her walking alone, its just to dangerous for her. I know the kind of people out there, and they're nothing i want my princess around. They do bad things, they hurt people, they are the worst of people, they're scum.

Kye Glynn November 22, 2014 ©