((right im bored XD))

Kirsty sat ontop of a building watching all the humans walk around with their everyday lives. Kirsty chuckled as she dropped a balloon with paint inside watching as it hit a man who looked like he was wearing a very expensive suit "oh well its worthless now" she said before laughing madly grabbing the next balloon she carried on dropping them until she was bored or out of balloons. Soon she ran out of balloons she smirked grabbing a grenade putting a string on the pin she dropped it pulling the string and pin making it land on the floor hearing screams then a boom Kirsty smiled more enjoying the sound and relaxing more.

There were at least twelve goons Joker had with Alexis. He prefered to do this alone, but figured it best not to argue with the guy.

Eleven of then were circling the bank, getting into position, like Alexis ordered, but one of them, wearing probably the most ridiculous mask was next to him for some reason. Several times he started to send him off with the other ones.

"It's a damn good thing Jack's letting me kill them....This guy kinda creeps me out..."

He saw three men rush into the bank, and all panic. "Okay, showtime," He muttered so low he doubted the man could hear him, and used a grapple to go to the top of the bank.

He looked at the other man that was staring at him, he was wearing the mask, so he couldn't see the ex
pression on his face, but he rolled his eyes, knowing he'd have to kill him, therfore no one would know he talked, he said:

"Why don't you stop standing there, and do what Jack's paying you for, hn?" He said, then at a push of a button he flew to the top, landing gracefully on the foor, running over to a glas$ square, where he shot it, and landed on one of the three guards that were workign on the safe.

"JESUS!" The one shouted, obviously surprised at Alexis' surprise appearance. Alexis was wordless, and so was the man working on the safe.

"So, what do you think Joker's planning on doing next?" The one working the safe questioned. "I don't know, why not ask her? The shemale is always up Joker's as$, we mgith get something out of him," He asked, and the two laughed.

"And what if I don't know?" He cald calmly, yet annoyed. "What?! You talk?" The one asked.

"Finish that safe, and I might not shoot you," Alexis threatened, walking over the a locked door, examining it, wonderign what was on the other side.

"Or, really? What makes you think you can kill me? There are two body builders, and one whimp. As a matter of fact, I say we kill you, and tell Joker one of the police go-" Before he could finish, a tiny knife was embedded in the now gurgling man's throat as he collapsed to the ground.

"You have anythign to say as well?" Alexis questioned, lookign to the other masked man. "N-no, s-sir..." He said, workign on the safe a little faster. "Good," Alexis said, walking over to him.

Within five minutes the safe was opened, and he and four other's came into the room and started started loading the money into bags.

"I swear, I heard him talk, he even talked ot me!" He tried to convince the three that didn't beleive him.

"I doubt that. I bet you just heard something," One of them laughed....

Alexis, by now, came to the lower floor to see more corpses, and cowering employee's, and that one silent as$umed to be goon, looking at Alexis, as if waitign for him to come down. "Well, I don't know how you managed to do this, but good work, I guess," He mumbled, stepping over the body of a man with a shotgun, that was near-dead.

Somethign bothered him abotu this guy. He normally could read the minds of other people, but...This one...Not only was he unable to, but he was across the room, arms crossed, just looked at the stairs, waitign for the other;s to arrive. He felt on-edge, liek there was somethign dangerous about tryign to read this guy's mind. Like not only somethign was keeping him out, but his vission even turned green for a second, making him nervously run a hand through his hair, and stop.

"Damn...." He thought to himself, then looked over to the other, and mentally jumped, even though he looked as if he thought he may have heard something comming from a certain direction, and was lookign at it momentarrily, even thought it scared the hell out of him.

The four goons walked downstairs with the cash, and loaded it into the van, Alexis watching, then when the money was loaded, he shot the first two goons, then the third recieved a knife in the back, he then walked behind the final one he tried to read before

"Okay, you, I'm really sorry 'bout this, but you should have seen it comming..." He smirked, then as soon as he was about to pull the trigger somethign kept him. It was that feeling. That feeling telling him he was doing something dangerous, and should not try to or else he'd get killed. He got the feeling when hbe tried to read the guy's mind.

"Okay, who the hell are you?!" He growled, turnign the other around and ripping his mask off, only to gasp and take a step back. "What the hell is wrogn with you, I could have blown your head iin!...Well...I couldn't have, technecally, but you get the jist!" Alexis growled, putting the gun back in his pocket.

(I am so sorry! Yesterday was hell!)

((Sure ya can!!))

"Well, I couldn't just let you do this mission by yourself, now could I? You almost got killed. All those bodies were done in be me." Jack sneered, grinning madly.

"Anyway, we need to go before Batty and Boy-Wonder arrive." 

"Oh...."  He said, looking aroundd 'Sorry about tryign to read you...Didn't know who you were, obviously,"  He said, then looked at the van.

"Who drives?"  He question, barely noticing a bullet that went by his arm, almost hitting it.  He turned around, seeing the man on the ground he *censored*umed dead at first, holdign a shotgun.

"Oh, you..."  Alexis muttered, walkign over to him, bending down.  "You wanted to say something?"  He questioned.

"GO TO HELL!"  He growled, gettign ready to shoot him again.  He never even got the chance to pump the shotgun as a knife was quickly burried in his skull, and quickly yanked out with a swift pull.  He cleaned the blade on his leather dress, and placed it back in his pocket. 

"Idiot....Now I gotta go get that cleaned...."