“Proceed with caution.” Batman said, before jumping and crashing through the glass.
“Proceed with caution, he says.” Barbara smirked. Sam grinned and held out a hand.
“Ladies first?”
Barbara smirked again before leaping and making a second hole in the glass. Revenge was third.
Sure enough, Joker and his goons were standing by some brewing stands. Joker turned and grinned when he saw Batman.
“Either you don’t know how to use a door, or you just like pulling glass out of your shorts. GET ‘EM!”
The clown’s goons opened fire. The two bats ducked while Revenge ran, tossed daggers, and knocked out the guards as the smoke spread. He walked over and offered Barbara a hand up.
“Try bullet-proof costumes next time.” Sam smirked.
Joker’s laughs came echoing. Batman and Batgirl, accompanied by Red Revenge, ran into the second room of the warehouse and sure enough, the Clown Prince of Crime was waiting for the three on top of a tank.
The room was filled with airplane parts, Revenge noted, before he rolled behind some crates to avoid the tank’s blast. Batgirl leaped from cover, tossed down a smoke-bomb and went for a kick to Joker’s head—
--but he wasn’t there.
“Well, if it isn’t smokey the babe.” Joker said. “Just in time to meet her biggest fan!”
Revenge heard a whine. The smoke slowly filtered towards one side of the room as the whine got louder and deeper, and suddenly Revenge remembered the propellers hanging from the ceiling. Sure enough, Joker had one at the opposite end of the room, the blades of the propellers themselves going faster and faster. Barbara struggled, but was sliding towards the engine. She turned and fired a grappling hook, but it flew over her head and into the fan where it was shredded with a large crunching sound.
“Oooh hoo! Hoo! Hoo!” Joker laughed. “Looks like strong winds today folks! All birds and winged creatures best stay home.” Joker burst into a fresh batch of laughter as the fan continued to speed up.
Barbara screamed as she flew through the air, grabbing a pole at the last second.
“Batgirl!” Batman yelled.
“Proceed with caution, he says.” Barbara smirked. Sam grinned and held out a hand.
“Ladies first?”
Barbara smirked again before leaping and making a second hole in the glass. Revenge was third.
Sure enough, Joker and his goons were standing by some brewing stands. Joker turned and grinned when he saw Batman.
“Either you don’t know how to use a door, or you just like pulling glass out of your shorts. GET ‘EM!”
The clown’s goons opened fire. The two bats ducked while Revenge ran, tossed daggers, and knocked out the guards as the smoke spread. He walked over and offered Barbara a hand up.
“Try bullet-proof costumes next time.” Sam smirked.
Joker’s laughs came echoing. Batman and Batgirl, accompanied by Red Revenge, ran into the second room of the warehouse and sure enough, the Clown Prince of Crime was waiting for the three on top of a tank.
The room was filled with airplane parts, Revenge noted, before he rolled behind some crates to avoid the tank’s blast. Batgirl leaped from cover, tossed down a smoke-bomb and went for a kick to Joker’s head—
--but he wasn’t there.
“Well, if it isn’t smokey the babe.” Joker said. “Just in time to meet her biggest fan!”
Revenge heard a whine. The smoke slowly filtered towards one side of the room as the whine got louder and deeper, and suddenly Revenge remembered the propellers hanging from the ceiling. Sure enough, Joker had one at the opposite end of the room, the blades of the propellers themselves going faster and faster. Barbara struggled, but was sliding towards the engine. She turned and fired a grappling hook, but it flew over her head and into the fan where it was shredded with a large crunching sound.
“Oooh hoo! Hoo! Hoo!” Joker laughed. “Looks like strong winds today folks! All birds and winged creatures best stay home.” Joker burst into a fresh batch of laughter as the fan continued to speed up.
Barbara screamed as she flew through the air, grabbing a pole at the last second.
“Batgirl!” Batman yelled.