what happened? (OPEN)

[harvey]

Harvey wandered down the street. Lately, he has wondered what has he done with his life. He was a big shot District Attorney for the most corrupted City on the face of the planet, then he turned into the very thing he was trying to destroy. And now he was a teacher? Harvey hadn't really thought about his descisions until now, and everything pretty much hit him in the face when he thought about it. He had refused to have any medical treatment on his face, if he had gotten plastic surgery, he might have been back to normal. Half of him was extremely angry at himself for all the wrong he has done, and the other half was proud to be a criminal.

Dent took his lucky coin out of his suit pocket, staring at it as the moon reflected off of it. He couldn't help but sigh, before he flipped it. This could be the last moment of the night that Harvey could think clearly. The coin landed softly into his hand and he looked at the outcome. Two-Face gripped the coin tight into his hand, before pocketing it away. All of the normal thoughts drained out of his mind, and were filled with new, different ones. Such as, which bank should I hit up and how many peole should he kill?

Obviously, the coin landed on tails.

[Darcy Leone]

[purple]"H-Harvey Harvey Harvey."[/purple]

An insane cackle lit the streets up as a man in a purple clown suit walked up to the Two Faced Attourney. His face paint was glowing and radiant and his smile sick and twisted. His eyes maliciously made eye contact with our half man- half monster.

[purple]"When did they let you out, Dent? Ya know. I missed you. I really did. All of those sessions we spent playing paddycake in Arkham. All of those innocent-"[/purple]

He licked his lips in eagerness.

[purple]"Hehe-people. I was truly beginning to worry about my boy. I made you afterall."[/purple]

He could tell that Harvey wanted to take more then a chunk out of him. It was mostly his fault that his wife died before his very ears when he spent all of that time telling her a lie. That things would be alright. But that isn't the way the world works is it? No sirry. His hand went up to speak before Dent said or did anything.

[purple]"Here's the part where you see if I live or die right? I'm just dieing to see my fate!"[/purple]

[revenge1231]

Making very little sound as he moved, Lionel walked down the streets of Gotham. His sister had sent him a message to meet her somewhere in the area but Lionel had yet to find her. He was not fond of this area. The last time Lionel had been here he was mugged by a mysterious woman wearing suspenders. He didn't want to tonight to be a repeat of that experience.

Turning a corner Lionel lifted his head to see in front of him. His eyes immediately bulged in their sockets. There were two men several feet away from him and one of these men wore a purple clown suit. Lionel thought for a moment. For some reason the purple clown suit reminded him of someone but his mind wouldn't make the connection.

The two men seemed to be talking and Lionel didn't want to go near the man adorned in the purple. Lionel had never been too fond of clowns. He never understood how anyone could smile so much. Lionel glanced down at his plain, navy blue jeans and black hoodie wondering if when seen the two men might react towards him. Lionel didn't want any problems so he slowly crossed the street looking back towards them every second to ensure that they had not seen him yet.

Breathing a bit heavier, Lionel took one last look at the two men before proceeding down the street and passed them. He didn't want to looked at as prey so Lionel kept his head forward and made his feet keep moving.

But Lionel wasn't strong enough. He gazed back at the men once and in that instant eye contact was made.

[harvey]

Harvey's eyes shot to where he heard that voice. The same voice he heard the night Rachel died. He growled almost instantly as the man emerged from the shadows. "None of your business." He snarled. Dent barely payed attention to what ever else the Joker had been saying and peered down the street. He could see someone, but decided not to call him out. Yet.

Two-Face gripped his coin in his pocket. He was going to flip, but not on whether the Joker lives or dies, it was going to whether or not he should beat him. He didn't want to kill the Joker just yet. Dent wanted him to suffer the same way he did. And this ment that he would go after something that the Joker genuinly loved. Harvey grinned, he all ready had half of the plan processed.

He took the coin out of his pocket and showed it to the Joker. "I'd flip it. I really would love to just take you out right now. But someones watching." As he spoke his eyes darted to the kid. He looked pretty young, and somewhat familiar. Maybe he went to South? Harvey didn't care, as long as that little brat would leave, he could deal with the Joker. Alone. With no distraction. It was what he had been dreaming of ever since he had been locked up in Arkham. And now it would come true.

[Darcy Leone]

The Joker loved that grin Harvey had on his face. It meant there was gonna be some fighting. Unbeknownst to Mr. Dent, The Joker had various weapons on him. Wire, handgrenades, pocket knives and an old .38 to match the one he gave Harvey that he knew was in his pocket. He wasn't here to kill Harvey. He wanted a truce. But if he wanted a fight, Jack was more then happy to oblige and have a little fun! He saw the kid staring at the two of them. Now what was a student doing in the streets alone at this hour? Sad sad sad...

Jack puckered his lips and made a kissing sound. His index finger ushering the kid to come over and greet them.

[purple]"Here kiddy kiddy kiddy. Why dontcha say hello?"[/purple]

He glanced at Harvey.

[purple]"I see. Still in your District Attourney mode eh? I'm gonna have to change that when I cut you into bite sized pieces..."[/purple]

His fingers were feeling-savoring the edge of his sharpened pocket knife that he had hidden in his sleeve. Let the kid be witness to a real conflict of egos.

[revenge1231]

Lionel reprimanded himself for falling prey to temptation of looking at the two men again. His breath had stopped coming forth from his lungs and Lionel simply stood frozen for that moment in time. The clown was smiling at him and this deeply disconcerted Lionel. Lionel squinted his eyes to confirm that what he saw was real. It seemed he was being beckoned. A tremor of terror electrified Lionel’s body paralyzing him further. He blinked and time seemed to restart itself in that moment.

In addition to this, Lionel’s breath came back with a vengeance causing Lionel to gag on the air that tried to flood his lungs. This only looked to make the clown smile more. Lionel tried to weigh his options in the next couple seconds. If he ran he was scared that the clown and his friend would just chase after him and it would end in Lionel being forced to fight. Lionel did not want this to happen. He considered just attacking them outright but deemed this as too risky and reckless. Lionel sighed in submission and began walking across the street towards the pair of men.

Lionel had just reached them and heard the clown say that he should say hi.

“Hi….uh..er…I’m…Lionel” Lionel said meekly as he hesitantly extended his hand towards the center of the two men figuring one of them would shake it.

As his hand laid there the clown finished his sentence about cutting the other man into bite sized pieces. Lionel quickly sucked in a great quantity of air and thought of running but knew it was far too late to try.

[harvey]

Harvey rolled his eyes at the Joker. It was the same routine, over and over. He shoved his hands into his pockets and shrugged at the Joker's comment. He was trying to contain himself, now wasn't the time to start anything. All he had to do was pissed off the Joker, and then he could leave. Dent could not engage in any hand to hand combat or anything. It wasn't the right time.

He glared at the Joker, and turned towards the kid. "Harvey Dent. You look kind of familiar..." Harvey's voice trailed off, trying to figure out where hes seen him from. Maybe the school? "I teach at South, if you know what that is..and so does this..idiot." He smirked evily, he didn't think that a tiny insult would get to the Joker, but he just had to add fuel to the fire.

[Darcy Leone]

The Joker grinned at Dent. He saw what he was doing. It was a shame really. Harvey Dent was absolutely terrible at insulting people. It made villains everywhere look pathetic watching him (this true work of art!) only walking the walk...Without the real talk. Just sad... He was in a pretty good mood. As always!

[purple]"If I'm the idiot, why do you carry around a 50 cent piece and let it tell you what to do?? Some bigshot you turned out to be."[/purple]

He went up closer to the mans face. Obnoxiously closer. Close enough to easily anger the monster he created. He had to break him to build him up again. He looked up at the sky.

[purple]"Was it the wife? Oh wait... You and your bride to be never married did you? Was that my fault?"[/purple]

He puckered his lips and rubbed his eye like he was about to cry.

[purple]"Grow a pair..."[/purple]

He could tell he pissed Dent off by mentioning Rachael. That was just what he wanted, Turning now to the kid, he shook his hand, his grin obviously startling him to the point of stuttering.

[purple]"Nice to meet you Lionel! My are you a handsome boy! You seem smart to! Do ya plan to go to college?"[/purple]

He walked a step closer for an intimidation card trick. His hand gripped the kid's chin.

[purple]"You never saw my true face. My name is Mr. Napier and I teach your History class. You know. I'm really good with people. I can always get them to laugh."[/purple]

He was now much closer to the frightened kid's face. He licked his lips.

[purple]"I'm sure your family's nice too Lionel. I'm reaaallly sure. For their sake, you never saw any of what happened tonight. Right??"[/purple]

He patted the kid's cheek. Jack was sure he got the message. There was no reason that Jack shouldn't have killed this kid right there. But he felt generous. Verrry generous... You never step into the affairs of hardened criminals. This is the best you get from it.

[revenge1231]

Lionel just stood between the two men in a state of unbridled horror. This just was not a good situation. As the man who wasn't wearing the clown suit starting talk some hope creeped into the back of his mind. Lionel thought to himself Maybe these people aren't as bad as I had assumed Lionel glanced up at the dark night sky wondering how it would end. Lionel's hope was gone in mere seconds.

The clown-man was talking now and this made Lionel extraordinarily uncomfortable. He shifted his weight to his other foot as his listened the clown. The clown's enthusiasm disturbed Lionel for some reason and as he stood there staring at the clown-man realization smacked Lionel in the face. This wasn't just a clown man. This was the Joker.

Lionel stepped back cautiously as the clown-man brought his face closer to his. Lionel wasn't positive it was the Joker but he was fairly sure and decided to keep that idea in his head. The Joker now had reached his hand out and held Lionel's chin. His body quivered with anxiety as the Joker mentioned his family. Lionel almost found this amusing as he wouldn't really mind it if his mother and father were killed. After rethinking this, Lionel declared that that was too evil a thought to think and banished it to the innermost depths of his mind.

Lionel felt something. It was this strange warm feeling inside his chest. Gazing above him Lionel saw electric lines running the length of the building. He pondered for a second before turning his attention back to the Joker who had now finished his threat. Lionel twitched slightly and as he did so a bolt of lightning erupted from electric lines heading straight towards the Joker. After a second of disbelief Lionel shook his head and took off running accidentally ramming his shoulder into the man named Harvey Dent.

This time, Lionel didn't look back.

[Darcy Leone]

As the bolt of lightning flew down towards the Joker, he noticed that him and Dent were both standing in a small puddle. He had very little time to react. This would hurt. In that split second, his arms pushed Dent out of the way as he leapt to the side, the bolt of lightning only knocking him back. He needed Dent to live. He was as he always had been his trump card. He got up, his hair slightly frizzed and his suit a little charred. He glared as the kid ran away.

[purple]"See you at school!!"[/purple]

He was sure that Dent was bewildered at why The Joker was stupid enough to help him out. He didn't need to know the details yet. There was still much to be done.

[harvey]

Harvey's eyes bulged with anger. How could he bring up Rachel? It wasn't even that long ago. He clenched his fist and shuddered. Dent didn't want to think about that dreaed night. He used all of his might to contain himself from punching the Joker right in the nose. Especially with what he was doing to that poor kid. The kid wasn't even bothering anyone, it was Dent's mistake for noticing him.

Just then, he saw the kid looking at something, so he thought he would see what he was looking at. It was either the sky or the electric lines. He shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing. Until the lightening shot out of the electric lines, straight for where he and the Joker was standing. First the kid had ran passed him, bumping into his shoulder. And then The Joker pushed him out of the way. Why would the Joker do that? Why wouldn't he just let the both of them take the hit? Harvey sat on the could ground, and stood up when the 'light show' was done.

Dent looked at the Joker, whose hair and suit were more screwed up than usual. And then he said see you in school, which really pissed him off. He just said that to a kid who tried to kill the both of them. If it were him that got electricuted, and survived, he would have taken off for the kid and made him pay. Harvey made a face at the Joker, before throwing a punch at him right for his nose.

[Darcy Leone]

The Joker let Harvey punch him in the nose. He deserved it. And it felt so good to get beaten again. It was such an exhilerating feeling. Like reaching the climax when you have sex. He took a minute to laugh while blood began to drip on the ground from his nose. The Rachael comment was probably too much. But Dent lost his cool which was an excellent goal for Jack. For what did little Harvey do before when he didn't get his way? He looked for payback.

He Joker took two steps before the disgusted man, and in split second, grabbed a chunk of his hair and slammed his head againt the concret wall of the building nearby. Grabbing Harvey by the tie of his suit, he pulled out a knife and put it to Harvey's neck.

[purple]"Hehehe- Oh hush-hush-hush-hush now Harvey. You deserve every blow you can throw at me right now. But didn't you ever stop and think why I saved you?"[/purple]

He grabbed his flailing arms and put them to the side, the knife now at the upper torso of Harvey's shirt aimed for his chest.

[purple]"What you have left for a soul was torn into a billion pieces that night, correct? You understood the meaning of loss. And the one man that prevented you from achieving your little escapade of revenge was The Batman. Well..."[/purple]

He pulled Harvey closer to his face. The blood from his dripping down to his shirt.

[purple]"What if I told you The Batman was in hiding among us? You and I-The both of us- We teach a school of gifted children. What if the Batman was in on the action? I never prevented you from killing Gordon. He did. You almost died in that little fall. And it was all his fault. It was always his fault Harvey. Can't you see?"[/purple]

He stood up and grinned at him.

[purple]"As you said I was an idiot. I want the Batman and you want your revenge. So let's work together Harvey. Let's be friends...."[/purple]

[harvey]

Harvey wanted to say 'ow'. He really wanted to say it. His face was pushed up against a concrete wall. And it was the bad side of his face, which made it hurt worse. Dent practically rolled his eyes when he felt the cold blade of a knife to his neck. Why the hell did the Joker love knives so much? Guns were so much more easier! He wasn't scaredt all, even though he did try a little bit to break lose from the Joker's grasp.

He stood there in silence, listening to the Joker go on and on and on about how Batman was the enemy and whatnot. It was the same thing every time he ran into him. And every damn time it made so much sense. He pushed the Joker away from him, after getting blood on his nice suit. That was where he drew the imaginary line to the Joker's antics. No body messes with Two-Face's suit. "You have a point..." Dent growled, and took his coin out of his pocket. "But I still have to flip on it." He flipped it up into the air and caught. Two-Face sighed, he didn't know if this was the right descision. "All right. Fine. But we're not friends. We're allies." He snarled.

[Darcy Leone]

Jack grinned as he saw Harvey stand up with him. He didn't even have to plan anything. The kid and Dent getting saved was a bonus. Harvey didn't have to admit it, but he knew that The Joker was the only friend he had in the whole wide world. The only one that would listen to him. Dent really needed the Joker's help more then he knew. And now that he accepted it, the school could be overrun in a very short time. Then Gotham. The two villains made a perfect pair. And with Harley in the mix, it was a perfect trio of Arkamates. Jack started to walk backwards towards the other side of the street where there was a dark alleyway. He slowly began to disappear in the shadows.

[purple]"Just remember who to trust in the end Harvey... You're my trump card..."[/purple]

He never explained anymore then that. The night was his as he disappeared possibly leaving poor old Dent to ponder what he just did...