JLU 2001 Fanfiction -The Birds of Prey Volume 2 #5

     “Are you sure this is what the boss wanted, Punch?” said a fat man in a clown outfit, as he and another fat clown drove a truck into the back of the Gotham City Mall.

       “You know the Joker, Judy,” replied Punch, as both clowns got out of the truck. “This is his plan, and we can’t fuck this up.”

       The two clowns looked on as three muscle bound mimes that looked like the Three Stooges entered the scene.

       “Everything set, Moe?” Punch asked the mime named Moe.

       “Guards are Jokered and under our control, Punch,” replied Moe. “Got the stuff?”

         “Of course Punch and Judy got the stuff, Moe,” said a mime named Lar.

       “You better be right, numbskull, or Joker will cream us all,” said Moe to Lar.

        The goons began taking boxes filled with DVDs out of the truck, as two figures from a rooftop looked on.

         “Are you sure this is your plan, Mista J?” Alice said to the Joker, who had an evil grin to his face.

         “Yes, Alice, and don’t call me Mista J,” replied The Joker. “If you thought that school attack was fun, wait until you see what I do to a mall of people.”

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Living on the Edge

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Batgirl Returns:

Part 2

#5 by Patrick Moore

Birds of Prey

BATGIRL
Cassandra Cain

Batman
Bruce Wayne

RED ROBIN
Tim Drake

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Barbara Gordon

“Tonight on Gotham Insider,” spoke the TV Announcer, as Barbara Gordon was with her now retired father, Jim Gordon, eating breakfast. “Join Summer Gleason and her guests, Bruce Wayne and Dr. Marsha Kates, to talk about the recent events of the Joker attack at Gotham High…”

     “Turn it off, Babs,” Jim said to his daughter, as she did what he told her to do. “I can’t take this anymore, now that I’m retired. A year ago, Renee Montoya was killed, Riddler and Harley Quinn are reformed, and my daughter is working for Batman.”

     “Dad…” began Barbara, when Jim interrupted her.

     “I need to know who Batman is,” replied Gordon. “You haven’t told me about that for a whole year now. I want a revelation.”

     Barbara sighed. “What if I told you that Clark Kent is Batman?”

     “No dice, Kiddo,” replied Jim. “I want the truth. Who is Batman?”

     Barbara drank some orange juice and began to speak, when an explosion from outside had the two Gordons look out the window.

     “Tremblor,” said Barbara. “When did he get out of prison?”

     “I WANT BATMAN!” shouted the earthquake master, as he continued his attack.

     “Batman’s busy, Tremblor,” said the voice of Red Robin, as he and Batgirl appeared on the scene. “You got to deal with us, Quaky.”

     “I want Batman, brats, and I want him now,” replied Tremblor.

     “It’s too early for this, Tremblor,” said Red Robin. “What crime are you up to?”

     “You idiot kid!” shouted the villain. “I need Batman’s help! Look at me!”

     The two teen heroes looked at his face, as it was turning bright white. Tremblor began laughing like a madman.

     “Is Tremblor looking like The Joker now?” Red Robin asked Batgirl.

     “Get Batman!” shouted Tremblor. “Help me!”

     “You!” The two heroes looked to see Jim Gordon point his gun at the villain. “You work for that bitch that killed Montoya a year ago!”

     “Calm down,” Batgirl told Gordon. “Look at him.”

     Jim glared at Tremblor’s white skin and went into shock as Tremblor began laughing in a sinister Joker like laugh, until he fell down to the ground.

     “Is he?” Batgirl asked.

     “Yeah,” said Red Robin. “I’ll have Dr. Midnight look at the body to find out what made him into this.”

     “You do that,” said Jim. “I need to talk to your boss; he and I are going to have a major talk.”

     Dr. Marsha Kates sat in her office looking at some the most recent files of students infected by the Joker virus. She drank the rest of her whiskey, and she poured herself another glass to calm her nerves.

     “Dr. Kates, we need to talk,” Marsha turned to see Batman out of nowhere in her office.

     “What the hell are you doing here?!” Kates boomed. “Get out of here, or I’ll...”

     “These concerns,” replied Batman. “A few hours ago a villain known as Tremblor was infected by the virus. He died, before asking for my help.”

     “What does this have to do with me?” Kates asked.

     “I want you to tell Summer Gleason tonight on her show that the Joker is somehow using the media to turn his victims into Jokers. I ordered all copies of the Virtual Comedy destroyed, that’s how the chaos began,” replied The Dark Knight. “Do as I say, Doctor, or others will be infected.”

     “Fine, just…” she turned to see The Batman gone.

     She walked to her phone and began dialing someone on the other line. “He knows.   I’ll get started on phase two of our project.”

     Tim Drake had a bad feeling when he, Cassandra, and Barbara walked in the Gotham City Mall for some time off after the events of the last few days.

      “What’s wrong, Tim?” Cassandra asked him.

       “Nothing,” replied Tim. “Now that Bruce talked to Dr. Kates about what caused the Joker virus, I hope this works.”

     “It’ll work, Tim,” said Barbara. “He and Dr. Kates are good friends.”

       “Not when he’s dressed in his Batman persona,” replied Tim.

     “Relax, Drake, and have fun,” said Cassandra.

   “I don’t think this is over,” said Tim with a deadpan look.

       The three of them stopped at some TV screens playing Freakazoid and Pinky and the Brain, and then the screens turned to snow, as a familiar laugh played in the background.

    “God, no,” shuddered Barbara.

    The screens returned to normal, as a familiar clown-faced man appeared on screen. “Hello, kiddies, it’s your old buddy, The Joker. And tonight is the night to join Joker Nation. You pukes thought I was dead, but I’m back with a vengeance. In five seconds, it’s Joker Time.”

     “What did he mean five seconds?” Tim asked.

     “No,” Babs spoke in shock. “That son of a bitch.”

     The mall went dead silent, then the sounds of laugher could be heard, as the mallrats were turned into Joker hybrid.

     “Tim, contact the JLA, and any superheroes available to come to Gotham,” replied Barbara. “We’re going to need the big guns on this.”

Before Bruce Wayne could get out of his limo, Alfred Pennyworth spotted Summer Gleason and her news crew getting inside their news van.

     “What’s going on, Summer?” Bruce asked the reporter.

     “Didn’t you hear, Wayne?” Summer asked. “A mall filled with Joker infected people are trying to get out of the mall.”

     “Master Bruce, Isn’t that where…” Alfred spoke as Bruce interrupted the butler.

     “Yes, Alfred, try and contact Commissioner Spencer to tell her about this. There might be survivors in the mall,” replied Bruce, as he turned to Summer. “Summer, don’t do any live feeds, I don’t want the families of the infected to know about this.”

     “Right,” replied Summer as she drove off.

     “Alfred, contact Nightwing to meet me at the mall,” said Bruce. “I promise you this; The Joker is going to Hell for this.”

TO BE CONTINUED…