Spider-Man POV:
The Bat-Family immediately rushed in to battle the various rogues, who brought out their weapons, while Joker looked at me.
Joker: Happy birthday, webhead!
As he said that, Punchline hit me with a baseball bat, sending me squeeling away, only to be caught by Question.
Spider-Man: Oh, hey.
Question: Hey, I see you've made some friends in your short time here.
Spider-Man: Pretty sure they're all temporary.
Question: (Scoffs) You don't say.
Wisecrack: Can you get him out of there and help us out?
Spider-Man: You heard the lady.
Question: Since when are you in charge?
Spider-Man: I don't know, thought I sound cool.
Either way, he let me free, allowing me to be able to get some payback.
Question: Can you fight?
Spider-Man: Hell, yeah! Let's go!
Shooting a web, I landed a kick on Bane, who was fighting Batman, allowing The Dark Knight to land a heavy strike on his side. Harley was fighting Punchline, Question was fighing the combined forces of Two-Face and The Penguin, and Robin was fighting Riddler and Firefly as other villains fled from the scene. However, while all of this was happening, I saw Joker running out the doors, so I chased him.
Batman: Spider-Man, wait!
I ignored him, chasing The Clown Prince of Crime, who went through into the basement, where there was a hall of mirrors, as I walked in.
Joker: Let me ask you something. What does it matter if you send me back to the asylum if it doesn't matter to me? Sadly, I didn't prove my point, haven't I?
Spider-Man: What point?
Joker: All it takes is one bad day. That's how far the world is from where I am, just one bad day. You had a bad day once, am I right? Oh, I know I am. I can tell. You had a bad day and everything changed. Dressing up like tha doesn't hide it, it screams it. You had a bad day and it drove you as crazy as everybody else, only you won't admit it.
Spider-Man: Because I'm not a sick, twisted monster like you.
Joker: Ouch! But sure you are! You have to keep pretending that life makes sense, that there's some point to all this struggling. You make me want to puke. I mean, what is it with you? What made you what you are? Girlfriend killed by the mob, maybe? Brother carved up by some mugger? Something like that, I know. Because something like that happened to me. Sometimes, I remember it one way, sometimes another. If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice.
Spider-Man: Well, you are right, sonething bad did happen in my life that made me Spider-Man, but I don't let that hold me down, because unlike you, I didn't go crazy!
As I said that, Joker lets out a yell and jumps through the window, holding the same crowbar he beat the hell out of me with. He swung, though I dodged, the tip almost hitting my chin, then hit his the face, sending him into another mirror, before the clown pulled out a gun. Sadly, I was ill-prepared as he shotot me, but the wounds quickly healed, much to The Clown Prince of Crime's shock.
Joker: Well.....It looks like The Spider got alot more tricks up his sleeve!
My response was yet another punch, this time to the gut, earning a wheezed groan from Joker, who tried to punch back. I caught his fist, kicking him back and landed another strike, but he caught my fist and grabbed my head, smashing my face into another mirror, making it crack. I elbowed him in the face, then tackled him through yet another mirror, which convienently, shattered to reveal an elevator as I tackled the clown inside.
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Spider-Man: Gotham's Web (RWBY/DC: FATE)
Hành độngWhat if F/N L/N never became evil? What if her never became Spider-Slayer/Alaric Valentino Blood-Night, and was transported to The DC Universe to become a hero known as Scatter-Spider? Well, that's what this is all about!
