Crimson

The unexpected

I Watch as the red dot emanating from my sniper grazes across the warehouses dirt blackened wall. The warehouse it's self belonged to an old mobster but the joker stole it ,after all he did steal his life. I remember that night like a movie, Joker and Harley Quinn rode up to the warehouse in old broken down ice cream trucks and rammed them right through a garage entrance.
Joker must have know this place inside out though, do to the fact it only took ten minuets after destroying his ride that he was in the main office.
From my point of view I could see straight through the office due to a beautiful solid glass window.
Joker kicked the doors sending them flying and he didn't even look at the man when he killed him. He had just pointed his gun and ignored the fact that he had just ripped life away having no meaningful emotion in his blackened soul .
After the death he whipped his head around and faced harley , she stood on the far side of the big office but with his long freakish legs it only took him a few strides then he was right in her face. Not only did he get in her face he bashed it , smashed it ,and made her beautiful poreslin skin turn shades of black and blue. It was strange that A woman of such brutality and ruthlessness couldn't even defend her self against a birthday clown on crack.
The media claims it's her love for him but I'm not so easily convinced.
I glance down at my watch trying to read the hands, with my only light source being the moon and the warehouse itself.
It's surprising it's only 2:00 am, it felt like hours but that could've been the fact that it was -20 degrees outside with a wind that felt like barbed wire puncturing my skin .
My face grew numb and I began to feel the cold of the snow seeping through my suit and onto my stomach. Pulling back from the sniper I stand up and watch as the imprint of my body disappears beneath the small white flurries. I pull my black hood over my head and let it drape down over my forehead and graze the tops of my eyes.
I couldn't decide what I was going to do in the meantime it's not like I could just leave with opportunity like this waiting at my door step.
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I clipped my two feet together and watched as the silver knife in my boot went in and out, in and out cutting through the powdery snow. Memorized by it I didn't even bother paying attention to any thing around me.
But a certain disturbance made my head snap out of the daze.
The loud roar of a motorcycle broke the night silence in an instant. The bike was not in view yet but based off the sound I had an idea on where it was.
The engine comes to an abrupt stop and the nights silence absorbed me once more. I stood there paralysed not knowing my next move ,I just watched over the building which the motorcycle sound had been emanating from.
I didn't know what I was expecting but an actual person wasn't one of them.
it was a muscular figure that appeared on the rooftop. he seemed to be wearing a bikers attire with a red colored helmet.....i began to roll my eyes for this was no mystery figure. It was Jason todd or the "red hood" as he liked to be called, he had become my biggest obstacle ever sense I accepted the jokers bounty. I didn't know what his motives were but they were too determined to be cash only.
I watched him set up his sniper and point it at the warehouse. The window he pointed his gun at was opposite of mine and appeared to be the one that Harley Quinn usually stand near but why Quinn what could Jason want with her. I mean if it is cash he desires it's the joker he should be after not Quinn.
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I watch the warehouses door pop from its hinges and fly wide opened, completely off guard I jump a little and fall down onto my stomach , I began pathetically army crawling forward to my gun. I look down the barrel of my gun pointing it strait at joker.
I watch as his ball of rage is released, his eyes are filled with death.
he lurches toward the window and I aim my gun,it shocked me when he punch the window and it shatter into a million glass pieces, the most beautiful part of the warehouse is ruined in one single swing of an arm.
But even in its last moment each piece gleamed with its own unique interpretation of the moon and looked just as beautiful as it always did.

The thud in my chest grows and sweat drips down my face. I wanted to pull the trigger but it was as if my hand grew stiff and it was impossible to move, I didn't know why my stomach was just now filling with butterflies, I had been watching the joker for months I surely wasn't in awe because of his sudden spark of rage. I Was to busy thinking about what Jason was gonna do ,and what his next move was gonna be. Breathing becomes harder and I notice the thick white mist it's creating.
My heart beats like a rabbits and without any control I pull the trigger.
everything begins to slow and it's as if I'm watching the bullet in slow motion,gliding through the air is an unstoppable force that I created. I know it's not going to hit his head like I planned so no matter how it ends I get a target on my head because in the end the joker doesn't die.
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The bullet punchers the jokers left leg and begins to dye his purple suit a dark black. Reality finally returns and it starts with the sound of another snipers going off,bursting the sound barrier. Quinn quickly collapses and grasps her right arm whinnying like a lost puppy while on the other hand joker was screaming swear words and adding in awkward out of place laughter to his pain. I see both the clowns looking for us and my heart begins to race once more. I rushingly throw my sniper over my back and click it into it's rather large holster. I listen to the Footsteps growing heavier and louder as all of jokers henchmen run to the top floor and rushed to their mentors aid. In the mean time I'm deciding my next move ,and finishing the job as quick as possible sounds pretty good to me. I reach into my left holster and find no ammunition in the gun I picked out, I grab the gun in my right holster with a quickness that never could have been accomplished by a butter fingers and aim the small hand gun. I put my finger on the trigger and point the guns sight on joker as best I could. I begin to put more pressure on my trigger and just as I'm about to shoot my face makes solid contact with the pavement.

I try to stand and get back on my feet so I can fight my attacker but I'm quickly turned over onto my back and my wrists are pressed down into the concrete.
"What the hell do you think your doing!" Jason barked.
"What are talking about" I said, were both trying to kill joker right?
I couldn't make out Jason's expression under his mask but i knew that that last comment had hurt him in some weird way that I could not explain.
"I've been trying to get back at joker for years, I'm not letting someone as ignorant as yourself get that chance!"
I know my expression came off as totally offended cause I completely was. He must have seen it in my eyes.
He began to speak but I was in my own mind now trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. I violently threw my head to the side and looked to see jokers next move, I couldn't hear him but I saw him screaming and pointing at me and Jason. His henchmen look our way and nodded, i watch as he barks demands to the men behind him and they all rushed out the door in unison. I whipped my head around and faced Jason, I try to push him off me but his muscular figure was locked down hard. So I did what any woman would do, I kicked my leg up and got him square in the nuts. Letting out a painful breath of air he fell off of me and laid their on concrete for a few seconds writhing in pain. I stood up and grabbed my gun off the ground, and I pointed it straight at Jason removing his red helmet. I never actually saw his face close up before and I was glad I didn't. it's not that he was ugly but the exact opposite, he had very chiseled features and it was complemented by his raven hair. He rises slowly and I notice a grey streak in his hair.as I look down at his eyes I see him staring at me and notice that he to is holding a hand gun. An awkward silence grows between us and the longer we stand there at gun point the quicker jokers goons surround us. i watch as one of jokers goons aims a gun at Jason's head. I quickly make the decision that I like Jason a lot more than joker, I pulled the trigger of my gun and let it graze Jason's leg. Just as I planned Jason drops to the floor ,
swearing under his breath he looks at me with anger and it strangely changes to sympathetic shock. I'm confused and look at him puzzled. A sharp pain fills my chest and I'm afraid to look down, I look as the goon lowers his gun ,I don't remember hearing the gun go off which scares me even more. I see Jason turn and shoot the goon, I watch him fall to the ground with a hard thud and with out noticing I begin doing the same thing.
Jason rush to my side and catches me while I hit the cold pavement. I touch my hand to the pain and am mortified to see my hand drenched in dark blood. I begin to hyperventilate and look at Jason for his reaction, my eyes meet his for a quick second and I begin to calm down.
He grabs the gun from my hand and begins to shoot the couple of goons still surrounding us.
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As the last goon falls i begin to hear the loud roar of a jet above us,jason quickly wraps his arms around me and picks me up off the ground. I can't understand why he finds the need to save me, just a minute ago he had me at gun point. I look at the jet above us, it's not the jokers but the Batmans. Jason notices the aircraft is Batmans too and asks me to wrap my arms around his neck. I find all my strength and do what he says. My head naturally falls into his shoulder as he begins to run. I listen to the bats brooding voice behind us
"Dick you and Tim get Jason, Damien and I will get joker". Jason begins to run fast and tells me to hang tight.
we begin to descend from the building and down to wear his bright red motorcycle laid. Dick and Tim grew closer to us and I could feel Jason tensing up as he mounted his motorcycle, he laid me back against the Handle bars and forces my legs around his hips. I felt like a teddy bear the way I was wrapped around him.
he starts his motor cycle and begins to rav the engine. Dick and Tim jump down from the roof and pull out there weapons, I knew Jason couldn't escape with them there so I grabbed the two guns from the holsters on his legs and began to shoot. Tim got hit immediately and dropped down to the ground but dick dodged them with flips and tumbles. Jason began driving backwards and out of the darkened ally completely ignoring his attackers.
We almost hit a street light before fully merging onto the road .
I place my chin over Jason's shoulder and watch as the ally slowly goes out of view.
My brain snaps back and reminds me that I'm literally cuddling with my biggest nuisance, and that only minuets ago we were both aiming guns at each other's heads.
My body grows weaker and my whole chest feels numb, I try to forgot all my problem and just enjoy the ride but my mind is become cross and can't decide if I should give in to the moment or just drown in my thoughts of what the hell just happened. I listens to the motorcycles roar and became more aware of my vision growing blurrier as time rolled on . I finally gave in and let the darkness absorb me.