A Three Jokers Orgin story. So there's been a lot of Joker in the news lately. Lots of debate about giving him an origin story. Should he have one? Should it be multiple choice? Should it be a mystery? Well I'm curious by nature. I love the origin s...
The Joker pulls up to a red light as he's on his way to the warehouse where his men were holding Jason. He taps some cocaine into his fist and snorts it as he waits for the light. He checks his surroundings, more out of drug enduced paranoia than anything else. That was ok, he would have some drinks and level out when he got to the warehouse. A better question was, what was he going to do with baby bird since he had him? Torture him? Kill him? The Joker decides to leave the kids fate to whatever mood strikes him when he gets there.
When the Joker walks into the warehouse his men are talking shit to the kid and laughing at him. The Joker jerks out his gun and fired it into the air. His men all pull guns and aim them in the Joker's direction. The Joker narrows his eyes as they quickly take their guns off the boss.
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"Did I tell you mangy mutts to pick on him until I got here?" The Joker growls. No one was brave enough to answer. "You have ten seconds to get out of my sight," he warns them.
The men quickly scatter and leave. Only Frost, Jason, and the Joker remained in the warehouse. Frost stands back and watches as the Joker drags a chair over in front of the kid. The Joker reclined his elbows on his knees and just stared at the child with parted lips and a cocked head. After a moment he reached out to the bound boy and jerks the duct tape from his mouth.
"My apologies for my clowns, they aren't exactly the smartest bunch," the Joker sighs.
"What are you going to do to me?" Jason asks and looks at the Joker with an angered expression.
"That's a legitimate question, but unfortunately I'm not sure yet," the Joker says as he sits back and slouches down a bit. "Johnny, would you mind fixing me a drink?"
Frost walks over to a liquor cabinet and grabs a glass and a bottle of scotch. He opens a small mini-fridge, "Theres no ice boss. Somebody forgot to refill the trays," Frost informs him.
"Goddamn it," the Joker rolls his eyes. "Fine, bring it to me without ice." Frost hands him a glass and the Joker slams the drink. He extends the empty glass back to Frost.
"Another?" Frost asks.
The Joker nods and Frost refills his glass. The Joker smiles at Jason and reaches out for the mask over his eyes. Jason draws his head back as far as he can. The Joker lightly chuckles, "Relax kid, I know quite well who's behind the mask. I have several pictures of you at my place." The Joker pulls the mask off and looks over the kids face.
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