The Laughter

AN- I own nothing! All characters belong to DC comics. Also the drawing above is not mine unfortunately but is still cool. (This is in Jason's POV)
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I cocked my pistol and held it close. I walked towards the abandoned building before me. The door was unlocked so I was immediately on guard.

Silently, I pushed it open and shut it, walking into the darkened room. I scowled, pulling out my pistol again and swept it across the room while thinking about what had brought me here in the first place.

~a week prior~

I sat in a bar, looking over the different contracts I held. Most were easy hits for easy money. There was the occasional politician or corrupt officer but otherwise it was just a bunch a crap. I grabbed the beer in front of me and chugged it; feeling the alcohol burn my throat.

Contracts had been scarce for the past few months; especially with Dickhead and the old man taking out all the hotshots.

I slammed my fist down. Why the hell do they always have to do 'the right thing'? Doing 'the right thing' isn't always good Bruce! Even more so with him!

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I really need to check my mental stability." I muttered and motioned for another beer.

The bartender slid it across the bar to me. I reached for it but a hand stopped me.

I looked up to see a pretty blonde staring at me. She had ocean blue eyes and was looking at me with intense gaze.

"Something I can help you with?" I asked.

She put an envelope on the bar next to the contracts. I raised an eyebrow and grabbed the envelope before looking back up to see that the blonde had disappeared.

'Shit." I whispered and opened the envelope, looking over the paper inside.

Red Hood,
I have the Joker in a building near Falcone Shipping. If we agree on terms I'll hand him over but you must give me something in return.
1048 Monarch Drive
At 7:00 PM

~present~

All of a sudden, a single light shone down upon a figure tied to a chair about halfway across the room.

Startled, I made my way over to the figure. Recognizing him, I scowled in disgust and hatred.

Joker.