I felt my anger continue to build up as I sped down the highway. I already knew that Bruce was on his way to wherever (y/n) is. Did he think that I wasn't SMART ENOUGH to put a tracker on his car?
I saw him go to pull into the parking lot of an old warehouse.
Oh...
Classic Joker thought he could hide THERE..?
Why didn't we......
I
Think of that before??
No matter, I'd find him no matter where he hid.
I parked behind the building, and pulled out my gun.
I swear.... I'm going to pump his guts full of lead...
And if Bruce tried to stop me.....
I'd kill him too.
Without hesitation.
I crept in, and hid behind a large box.
It was dark, so I couldn't tell what was inside.
I heard voices coming from the other side of the pyramid of boxes I was hiding behind, so... I listened.
"You have to think logically , there's no reason for you to do this!" (y/n)'s voice said.
"I'm not known for reason sweetheart," the Joker replied, "So don't even try.."
What's Joker doing this time?
Whatever it is, it clearly can't be good.
This, is when Bruce came in.
How did I know, hiding where I was?
Easy. Any time Bruce enters the scene, he feels the need to make an incredible amount of noise.
Now that any and all goons that the Joker had with him were occupied with Bruce, I decided to go in for the kill.
I jumped out from my hiding spot and shot, before I could even take in my surroundings.
My bullet hit something alright.
It hit the bomb set up on the ceiling.
The explosion threw me against the wall and knocked me out.
The last thing I saw before blacking our was (y/n)... out cold in Bruce's arms... and the expression of pure disgust on his face as he looked at me.
What have I done?
