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Veteran Member - Level 13
"No!" Ben groaned as the stern faced guards dragged him through the doors of a infamous building. "Don't lock me up in here, I was never diagnosed as insane!" A guard smirks and backhands him in the face. "Like we would believe someone in your position. No, buddy, you're gonna be locked up in Arkham Asylum for a looooooooong time." Ben shudders as he stares at the facility that both carries an aura of neglect and filth as well as an unnervingly sterile gleam. The guards show him to his cell and throw him roughly into the small stone box. "Have fun in there!" the guard laughs as he doubles over Ben with a punch to the stomach and closes the door. Little does he know who sits in the cell next to him...
A sadistic chucle rises from the gloom of the dark corridor. "I bet you dislike that guard, hehehehe. I bet there's animosity in your thoughts so thick you could almost taste it. And yet...you won't do anything about it. Hahaha, you have the thoughts of the sane don't you? You're fettered by all the human rules that people think need to be followed. And that's the joke, wahahaha. You people look down on insanity as a binding, limiting thing, and yet...we're more free than you are WHEE HEE HEE!" Ben sits unnerved in his cell, for that voice in the next one over can belong to no other than the Joker, chuckling hysterically at an unknowable joke with a punch line that's invisible. "Well, if you want, I might be able to get you out of here, provided you will do me a few ...favors ehehehe". Ben gulps, and asks "What kind of favors?" the Joker replies with a jovial tone "Oh, nothing much, a bit of this, a bit of that...Of course, you wouldn't refuse me. WOULD YOU?! Oh, I'm sorry, did that sound like a threat? Ahahaha, no, dear boy, I would never threaten you! You're my new pal, aren't you?!"
Ben, feeling equal parts terror and curiosity, acquieces. Joker then begins talking. "Alright, we're gonna take over this joint. How? Just wait and see! You might even lose a bit of that sanity you prize so much!" At that moment a beautiful nurse opens the cell door of the Joker. "Alright, sweetie, it's time to take your medicine!" the nurse named Harleen Quinzell says. Ben does a double take, on the tray was several devices that blended whimsy and lethality. These could be nothing else other than the weapons of the Joker. "Oh, my dear, you know I can't resist your charm when you bring my toys in here." Joker replies as he takes his weapons. Pushing the woman who's alias is known as Harley Quinn aside, he strides out of the cell and chuckles into the thin air. "Would you kindly unlock the cell next to me as well Harley?" Joker asks, "My new friend is in there!" Harley responds with a fawning "Anything for you!" as she fumbles the lock open with the keys while trying to look at Joker raptly at the same time. As Ben walks out the door Joker yells in jubilation "Come to me Arkham, and together we can take over Gotham, and maybe even have a few laughs along the way! Wahaha!"
All of the prison cell doors open that had been unlocked yet remained closed until the appointed time. Scarecrow, Bane, Freeze, Penguin, Two-Face, R'as al'Ghul, villain after villain gathers their items of interest and lackeys and prepares for a fight that Gotham would most certainly never forget.
As the party spreads throughout Gotham wreaking havoc and destruction. Joker sits in a throne of sorts and laughs uproariously as Harley juggles a box full of knives and explosives. Ben, who sits next to the Joker, is staring terrified at the happenings. Then two of Joker's men come in dragging the sadistic guard like a sack of potatoes before leaving to resume their fun. "Ben" Joker begins, "It's time to spread a little cheer." He pulls a gun out of his pocket and positions it against the guard's head. Ben shouts "Wait! He just acted like a jerk, he didn't do anything worth being shot over!" Joker whispers to him "Relax, it's only one of those pistols that shoots out a BANG! flag! But HE doesn't know that." Joker turns around to the quivering man and pulls the trigger. A long flag on a pole with a razor sharp end pops out of the other side of the man's head. "And I guess he never will, EHEHEHEHEWAHAHAHA!" Ben stares with a gleam in his eye close to insanity at the going ons before him.
Suddenly, one of Joker's henchman runs in, shouting "Everyone you freed from Arkham, they've been...they've been returned!". "Who did it, Santy Clause?" Joker asks with a smirk. "No, it was the bat!" the man replies. As he looks frantically at the door, he never notices Harley's knife plant itself firmly into his head with an air of finality. "Man, our people seem to be dropping like flies!" Joker laughs.
A dark shape flies through the window behind Joker and takes out Harley in one fell swoop. "Give it up Joker!" Batman says angrily as he moves toward his nemesis. Harley manages to stick a knife in Batman's leg. Undaunted due to his body armor, he pulls out the knife and turns his attention to Harley. That's all it takes for Joker to rush towards Batman with a needle poisoned with Joker venom, one guaranteed to make it past Batman's armor and into his heart.
A myriad of thoughts start going through Ben's mind at once. Joker's willingness to help him escape when he was wrongfully imprisoned, the mistreatment suffered at the hand of the guard, the Joker killing the guard in front of his eyes and Batman rushing in without regard for self preservation to keep Gotham safe. All these roll through his mind and suddenly he finds himself giggling, as if at some lewd joke. In an instant, he has the Joker pinned on the ground, on top of his own needle. "I guess the joke's on me, heeeeheeeehe..." Joker gasps as he dies. Batman turns around, letting only the smallest glimmer of shock pass his stoic exterior and says "I heard about your imprisonment at Arkham, Ben. I know it wasn't right. Commisioner Gordon told me before I had cone here that you were mixed up with a serial killer who shares your name who was apprehended earlier today. It's time to go home." Ben, with a calm, serene expression allows himself to be led out of the room by The Dark Knight. But...before they step out, Ben turns and surveys the room, the bloodbath remnants still fresh. A gleam shines in his eyes and a single chuckle escapes his lips as he turns and resumes his trip back home.