#speedinglate

“Unless there’s another guy speeding around in red leather, I guess  the tittle falls to me.”

“Obviously…you’ve never noticed the…the color of my suit.” The Speedster said with a slight grin on his face.

“---- Funny, I would have thought the color of your suit was a different shade, but that can be changed.” A faint grin pulled across his lips, “Care to test that theory out?”

“Oh? I think I’ve been doing alright so far. You having trouble keeping up?”

“---You wish, Flash.” There was a pause, “Catch me and you will see what happens next.”

He pushed himself away, panting a bit. “Wh-what are you?” That hit had hurt-more than he thought it would.

“------ What is the name used these days? Either way, most would have died or... not.” He then shrugged, “Actually, I just wanted to see if it would hurt you, but you can call me Etrigan. I’m more of a new-comer here; do you still have fish? I like fish ---- last time I was here, I was bound, but now, I am not.”

Etrigan than clasped his hands together, “So! You can tell me what I want to know or I could go into horrible Rhymes that will make you blind ---- No, you don’t want that.”

While the Joker usually didn’t stray too far from Gotham, it seemed that he was in a new town, and THAT meant that it was time to take over. It was quite amusing wasn’t it? Leaving his good o’ playing field for another day. 

No one had even known he had ESCAPED the Asylum yet, but then again? It was a home in a way, a place he always RETURNED to, but for now, he ready to start some chaos. So, that meant that he was going to appear at the most public of places, and start some MADNESS.

“LISTEN UP! YOU MAY KNOW ME AS THE JOKER!” There was a pause as he gestured towards the small package in his hand, “THIS IS A BOMB ---- SO! GIVE INTO MY DEMANDS AND YOUR CITY LIVES. IF IT DOES NOT?” 

His eyes than narrowed into slits as he sat the box on the ground, “You will ALL be my PETS!” 

The Winter Soldier, that was what he had been called for years ---- leaving a PATH of  DESTRUCTION and BODIES in his wake.  Everywhere he went, people DIED, and he  was now trying to not just FIND out about what had done, but also find out about what had been done to him personally .

Either way, many would have THOUGHT it as bad NEWS for him to be anywhere, but he was WILLING to at least put ASIDE idiotic thoughts for the time being as he FOCUSED on the mission at hand; breaking into S.T.A.R. Labs . His information MIGHT have been out-dated, but he was still WILLING to attempt a BREAK in for what he wanted most of all. His memories back.

“Considering how many names you’ve called yourself, I almost find that hard to believe.”

“Oh, you should believe it, ‘flash’. Everything you are or will ever be is due to me... I know exactly what I am, but you? I doubt it.”