What A Clown...

7] I Have A Present For You

"Were is The Joker!?!" I yelled at them. They looked around at each other and shrugged.

"Mike was suppose to be here a hour ago but he wont answer. And we think the joker uh-" Jason said. I took out my gun and shot beside his head.

"Has any body left My Maze yet?" I hissed. They stumbled for their communicators and listened to the static filled voices. "No one has left or entered but mike and joker."

"Im gonna look for him..." I said and walked to my office.

I opened the closet and took out my blades and guns. I took a look and at my self as I loaded the guns in the mirror.

I looked at what my outfit hid. People are so stupid these days. I have no idea how i have passed as a guy all these years. And that giant beautiful scar across my face that I hide with my mask.

Other people don't see it like that so thats why I hide it.

"Boss you cant go In there. You could get lost." I heard threw the red button. I cackled at the thoughts he had and pressed the red button. "It is called My Maze for a reason. I know the whole thing Like the dents in my blade." I said and Laughed.

"Boss...the joker is down there and he could make it in one of the closets with the stuff." He said and I rolled my eyes. "But he doesn't know his way around...I do." I said.

I walked out of my office and got a ear piece from they boys. "Do you know were I have the gift?" I said placing the ear piece in my ear. "Yes sir, right were you left it in the rich lots." He said and I smiled.

"Great"

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(Joker'sPOV)

"Do ya wanna tell me who he went with now?" I said walking around him. He breathed out and shook with every breath he took.he cough and spat out a few drops of blood then took another shaky breath.

"Bruce...Wayne..." He said between gasps. I started laughing, I put my blade to the other side of his cheek and smiled. "To do what?" I said and He shook his head again.

"I don't know..." He said and I shook my head in disappointment. I gashed his other cheek and he screamed making me laugh. "I swear I don't know!" He mumbled threw his ripped lips.

"Well then you aren't use to me any more." I said and stabbed him in the throat. "Tootles" I sang and limped away watching him choke to his death.

I opened the door and saw 4 hallways. I took a guess and went to the closest one. After a few turns and long halls that caused the wound in my leg to hurt like hell. I turned to a dead end, I punched the wall and cracked it.

I punched it again and a little door fell down. It looked like a closet. Full of wonderful stuff...

Oh what Fun...

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(Victory'sPOV)

I walked to the room were we kept the joker and found Mike dead with his cheeks cut. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room looking at the floor. I kind of knew he was gonna die...Jason warned me that I should go. That anybody else would die because the joker can kill anybody.

The red smudges of blood led everywhere. I followed them only to the places I knew there were no dead ends at. Thats when I heard that sick laugh come from afar.

I went to the hall and remembered it as the hall near the rich lots of town. I passed a opened closet and cursed. Dammit he got my stuff.

I started jogging towards the exit and saw him right there with my stuff knock down the door. I walked closer as he exited and then I did.

I saw him limp onto the dark alley and chuckle to himself. "Hows that leg of yours?" I asked and his laugh stopped. He turned around and smiled holding my stuff in his hand.

"Why 'Mistah V' I didn't think you had time for me." He said in a hurtful tone.

"I still think I am way more entertaining than that Bruce Wayne...believe me Ive been to his parties."he said and I raised my eyebrow in confusion. He probably got that out from mike.

I should have listened to Jason.

"It was business...not entertainment. If it was I would have stayed to watch you." I said and bit my cheek.

"Soo Mistah V, I really like this toy of yours." He said waving the Machete around. I winced as the anger of him holding it came to mind.

"Yeah Its a gift from a deal in Mexico and it still has Harley's blood stains on it too." I said and he laughed.

"Harley didn't mean anything to me. I was glad she died...finally in peace." He said and I walked closer.

"Thats why I said returning the favor, Gambol was a pain in the ass as Much as Harley I'm guessing." I said now two feet away from him.

"But...You still killed, burned, and had fun with alot of my things. And you don't do that To a person like me, not without permission at least." I said and he chuckled.

"Ive dealt with 'bad ass' Mafia Guys before...Im not scared." He said in a mocking tone. I felt a drop of water fall on my hand and looked at him.

"Yes but You haven't dealt with me." I whispered. I got his arm and twisted it behind his back. His grip loosened and I took my stuff from him as the rain started falling down.

He elbowed me and got me in a head lock. I tried to get out of it but I stopped. I started panicking as I felt the mask start to fall off. Shoot shoot shoot.

I kicked him in the shin and slipped from his hold falling in the alleys darkest shadow. My face felt cold as I looked at my mask on the floor. I felt my hair fall down and I panicked.

"Thats why I wear paint...paint doesn't fall off your face." He said and giggled. "Yeah but it washes off in the rain." I said

His laugh stopped as he took the fact that it was raining and his warpaint was washing off. 

I saw he turned away a bit hiding his face in the shadows. "Well sorry I cant uh, stay to have fun but I have to uh, leave." He said and touched his face. His glove had white paint on it now.

I touched my scar on my cheek bone and wondered if it felt like his. My seem a bit more deeper though, but his are thicker. "Yeah we should do this again but please bring your own toys next time." I said standing up and picking up my mask carefully and he chuckled.

"And Remind me I have A Present for You." I said and walked to My Maze entrance with a smile on my face and put on my mask again. I wonder how he will react to his new present. I heard him chuckle and start walking away.

"Sure thing...Doll."

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To soon?
I think so...but ya know I suck at this. It doesn't even feel like a joker fanfic anyways. I felt like they would get along more than hate each other.

-TRICKZEN