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Mr.Freeze watched as they ran off. "No!" He yelled after them, but they disappeared. I NEED the Batman. He thought, and started making his way over to where they were going. Something about The Red Hood. Victor had heard of this 'Red Hood.' He'd robbed and killed many times before. But he wasn't much to Mr.Freeze. There was a river. Freeze froze a small pathway, and walked across it. "Where are you Batman?" He asked, seeming like he was talking to himself. He scanned the area, searching for body height. 'Waaa!' Victor jerked his head in the direction on the noise. "Joker." He boomed, knowing if the Joker was laughing, the Batman was near. He began to head off in that direction. "Batman." He repeated over and over, his robot voice booming.
Blood. Joker spit out blood from his mouth, smiling but glaring at the man beating him. Right...left...forward...backward... Joker thought what it was. "Is this a riddle?" He teased, his eyes dark with joy. Not Riddler... He starred at the boy, studying his movements. They were practiced, taught. He was taught by a great fighter. Joker grinned from ear to ear, figuring out who it was. "Tell me... Jason. Tell me how it felt when I beat you. Tell me how it felt when the cold crowbar cut your skin." Joker spit out more blood, but kept his eyes on the boy's mask. "Tell me how it felt, knowing your mother had betrayed you. How the bomb reached the number five, and how helpless you were trying to escape. Tell me how it felt to die." He burst out laughing, remembering the memories and the joy of hearing the building blow up.
Mr.Freeze watched as they ran off. "No!" He yelled after them, but they disappeared. I NEED the Batman. He thought, and started making his way over to where they were going. Something about The Red Hood. Victor had heard of this 'Red Hood.' He'd robbed and killed many times before. But he wasn't much to Mr.Freeze. There was a river. Freeze froze a small pathway, and walked across it. "Where are you Batman?" He asked, seeming like he was talking to himself. He scanned the area, searching for body height. 'Waaa!' Victor jerked his head in the direction on the noise. "Joker." He boomed, knowing if the Joker was laughing, the Batman was near. He began to head off in that direction. "Batman." He repeated over and over, his robot voice booming.
Blood. Joker spit out blood from his mouth, smiling but glaring at the man beating him. Right...left...forward...backward... Joker thought what it was. "Is this a riddle?" He teased, his eyes dark with joy. Not Riddler... He starred at the boy, studying his movements. They were practiced, taught. He was taught by a great fighter. Joker grinned from ear to ear, figuring out who it was. "Tell me... Jason. Tell me how it felt when I beat you. Tell me how it felt when the cold crowbar cut your skin." Joker spit out more blood, but kept his eyes on the boy's mask. "Tell me how it felt, knowing your mother had betrayed you. How the bomb reached the number five, and how helpless you were trying to escape. Tell me how it felt to die." He burst out laughing, remembering the memories and the joy of hearing the building blow up.