The Joker vs The Crow

The Crow vs The Joker

It was a cold night in Gotham city. The Joker was unleashed like a rabid dog upon the innocent congregation of citizens. They'd done nothing wrong. Why did The Joker have a vendetta against the city? Surely, months of therapy by Dr. Harleen Quinzel would have quelled his bloodlust. He escaped penitentiary. Harley had gone down the rabbit hole and up Joker's alley. She was his scapegoat.

"The Crow thinks he can harbor safety over the civilians. Well, I'm about to tear your dick off and use it as a dildo up your daddy's asshole." The Joker muttered under his breath, waving an AK-47 haphazardly in the air firing multiple shots at lifeless targets. "HELP!" Harley cried from her apartment window. She knew Mistah J would come around for her once in a while. Meanwhile, a seventeen year old girl stood watch from an adjacent building. The Crow was summoned this night by her call. "You want Harley's wheels turning in your head?" The Joker shouted. "They're all dead. They just don't know it yet." The Crow retaliated. 'Don't worry, Shilo. This one's for you.' Eric Draven thought to himself. Seventeen year old Shilo stepped onto the balcony and caught eye of her friend, Harley Quinn, crying from her window. The girls were friends, but their men couldn't understand that through their modus operandi. Joker fell on his face tripping through a hardwire. Harley whispered a soft prayer. "I love you," she closed. Crow attacked Joker in a feral fight.

Shilo caught her breath.

The Crow had The Joker's head pinned against the pavement. Rainwater flowed into a sewer and drenched The Joker's hair. Eric pulled him up and pinned him against the wall. "What business do you have with Shilo Wallace?" He threatened blood pumping in his veins. "Tonight you're going to break your one rule," Joker laughed. "LISTEN. I'm sure you'll remember... you killed them... on Halloween," Eric changed the subject. "you spineless literal sack of shit," The Crow spat at The Joker. Like lightning, Mistah J punched Eric in the face knocking him down. Now he spat on The Crow. Joker found a random bat on the street and latched on, swinging and beating Eric Draven to a bloody mess of torn skin. "Joker..." Harley interceded. Her mastermind slowly turned around to pay her attention. "A real man doesn't need any props, only his balls." She teased. "But who can escape me at all?" Joker growled. Harley's eyes grew wide in fear knowing that he was a ticking time bomb.

He sneered and left The Crow for dead.

Shilo hid herself from the world behind closed curtains. She pushed them aside. Shilo's superhero stood on a fire escape opposite her building. She ducked for cover embarrassed that The Crow had seen her in her nightgown. His ego was bruised, and he looked down. She poked her nose through the curtains. Harley witnessed the event and looked up to find Joker standing on the ledge of her building in his manic mindset. He leaped from the edge and fell stories below, a public suicide.

Harley screamed mercilessly unable to inhibit.

The Crow joined and leapt from the rung of a ladder landing onto the street below effortlessly unscathed. He cracked his neck waiting for Shilo to catch up. She'd gone down the flight of stairs to meet him. He caught her attention and she followed. The Crow led her back to the safety of her room. "Shy, what's wrong with you?" He gently instigated. "You bad boy, couldn't let me have any fun now that that clown's gone," Shilo pointed at him and slashed the air down with her finger, moving away from him and losing eye contact with the turn of her head. The Crow purred and took the initiative. Shilo grew apoplectic and struck a nerve in Eric's heart. He gave his back waiting for her to finish until she said she was misconstrued and he spun around ready to berate her. Shilo whimpered. The Crow opened his arms and enveloped her in a tight embrace. Everything was going to be all right.