"So Ivy, how are we gonna possibly get into Arkham, bust out Joker, and escape without getting caught?" I said. "Well during my time in Arkham I did make one friend. Her name is Dr. Harleen Quinzel and she was my psychiatrist." Ivy walked over to me and separated my hair in two parts, swiftly braiding it.
"Well can we trust someone who works at Arkham?" I said. She flinched for a moment then finished my braids. "I've known her for a while. She helped me escape and somehow kept her job." She tied my hair with something that looked like ivy, and sat in front of me, Selina joining us. "So how are we gonna get in?" She walked over to the fire escape and brought back a black briefcase with a metal lock on it, unlocking it. She revealed several hundreds of small syringes filled with a dark green liquid. "My own concoction- its fatal on injection. Got the chemicals from Arkham courtesy of Harleen, then I made this." She took out a small one and let the liquid out on the floor, and it burned a coin sized area on the cement, and then made a small hole. "Shit." Selina says, taking a vial and studying it. The hole starts smoking.
"So I talked to Harleen last night. If we're there by nine, she can give us uniforms and we can sneak in, get out Joker and escape. She said it's heavily guarded- hence the poison, so we'll need to move fast. 20 minutes tops." Selina nodded and so did I. "Seems legit." "We can steal a car or something to get there." I say, since this is basically my specialty by this point. "Great. Anyone else starving?" Ivy says, walking to the fire escape. Apparently it's normal for villains to go out in broad daylight, no questions asked. Selina closed the briefcase and held it. "I vote IHOP." I said, totally joking. "Sounds good." My god Ivy.
When we got to the bottom of the fire escape I noticed that Ivy's skin was actually a light green. I noticed it in the building's shadow. Ivy apparently had one vial on a ring around her thigh. She walked to the street and walked to a nearby corner and let out her hair, it glistened a furious crimson against the sun. She looked like a prostitute on the corner. Oh. Selina just snickered as a white Chevy slowed to a stop. "What can I do for you today?" She said, holding the vial in her hand and sticking it in the man's shoulder. She got in the drivers seat, lugging the man onto the sidewalk and I realized vines were growing out of his eyes creepily. Selina and I walked to her. "Shotgun." I called and Selina flipped me off. Ivy slammed the door. "Buckle up bitches. Let's blow this madhouse."
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Fallen For the Enemy (Joker Fanfiction)
Hayran KurguThis is your last chance, This is your last time, Cause you and i We were born to Die
