I summoned a sword, swinging it as a slash of light cut through the gate, and I walked inside. Guards showed up within a minute as I rushed them, cutting the heads off ten of them within a second. I entered the building as gunfire went off, using Infinity to stop the bullets from hitting me.
I would have used the T-1000 skill to take care of it, but Batman would have noticed it, as I had fought Nightwing and was damaged by him. I can't use any skills that had been recorded while here, no matter what. One slip up and Batman will know it's me. I know he will come. As Arkham is like his second home, with how many times he sends people here.
Batman will be here by the time I get to the Joker, and I need to kill the Joker before I have to fight him. Not that I think I would lose to Batman right now, the ball is in my court as I know everything about him, and he knows nothing about me. I can at least make him retreat from this fight.
Sluaghtering the rest of the guards before me, I made my way deeper into the Arkham as I found the elevator leading to the lower floors where the hardcore criminals are housed. As I walked by the holding areas, I smiled as my eyes landed on White Rabbit. But she is in her normal form now; she is Half-Hindu. As her mother was a Bollywood actress, looking at her, as our eyes locked with one another, I licked my lips.
"I have plans for you later," I said, making her shiver as I walked away. Scarcrow was in the cell next to her, so I broke the bulletproof glass between us and cut off his head, making a scream come out from behind me. Across from the cell was Roxy Rocket. I wonder why she was here, not that it bothered me, as now she was added to my dream world list.
Smiling at her as I spoke. "Don't worry, I won't kill you, Roxy Rocket. I am more here for the male bad guys." I said before walking down the line and looking to my left, and smiled. "If it isn't Peyton Riley. Then Scarface must be right over there." I said, turning around as she screamed out. "Don't you fucking touch him!" She said as I smirked.
"Sorry, I can't do that. He is a threat, and I must take care of him." I said, breaking the glass and picking up the puppet by the head as it dangled there. I guess it's time to try out my new skill I just bought. Let's see how that magic would work, as I activated it and focused my mind, as the puppet burst into flames, and cries came out from behind me.
Peyton was sobbing as I moved down the line. This time, it was Riddler as he backed up to the wall in fear as I broke the glass. "Ridd-" Before he could finish, I cut off his head, making it hit the ground and roll into the hallway, as a laugh burst out from the end of the hall, watching everything. Anyone who knew about DC would know that laugh the moment they heard it.
I moved on, running into Punchline, otherwise known as Alexis Kaye. "So you are here too, Alexis Kaye. It's my lucky day, do wait for me. I need to kill the Joker first." I said, making her glare at me. "Oh, don't be mad. Your Boyfriend has to go, it's a matter of principles right now." I said, walking away.
"Oh my, is that you, Julian Day? Oh, that's right, you go by Calendar Man. What a weird name. Oh well, not that you are going to live long enough to keep it." I said before breaking the glass and stepping towards him as he looked me in the eye, making me smile. "At least you dare to face death," I said, bringing my sword down, slicing him in two.
"Mister Zsasz, one of Batman's craziest villains. He killed, believing he was freeing people from their pointless lives. You have to be the biggest pile of shit here, and that's saying something." I said, looking at the man strapped to a chair, grinning. "Well, look at the self-righteous asshole standing in front of me. Who are you to judge me? Looks like you are doing a fair bit of killing right now." He said, grinning.
"True, right now I am a killer. I can be very much a hypocrite," I said, stabbing him in the chest. "But I am alive and you are dying, that makes me right and you wrong," I said, smiling at him as he just smirked and shrugged before dying. He didn't want to live anyway. But it was too much of a bitch to take himself out; he murdered as an excuse to find a purpose in life.
Walking out into the hall, killing another five villains. Only one of them was well known, and that was Two-Face. With this, I had cleaned up a good 25 to 30% of the problems in Gotham, other than the Mob. I stopped in front of the last cell as the person inside burst out into laughter.
"I take it you came here for me?" He said, giggling manically. Looking at his clown face, I tilted my head as I broke the glass. "The one thing I hated about Batman the most was that I didn't care if he spared the other villains. But you shouldn't have been alive after the first time you killed. You are a waste of air and had no greater purpose than chaos, a waste of life." I said, looking at the Joker.
"Do you think he will let you get away with killing me? Batsy and I have a powerful friendship. He won't let you live, most likely, if you kill me." He said, laughing as I nodded.
"True, it's kind of like you both are butt buddies. I wonder which one of you catches, you look like the bottom in that relationship." I said, making the Joker stop laughing as he glared at me. "Oh, you didn't like my joke? I swear it was better than any of yours." I said, grinning as I thrust my sword into his trachea as he started to laugh even crazier.
Before looking to the left down the hall, I followed his eyes and saw Batman. This was where the real challenge was going to start. I pulled my sword out of Joker's throat as the place became silent.
"Why did you kill him?" Batman said, looking at the Joker, as I rolled my eyes.
"Why do you only pick out Joker? I killed many of the people you put here because they will get out and kill again. How many people has the Joker killed after every time you sent him here? How many times did he break out, or another Villain get him out? Your weak will to do what needs to be done has cost pointless deaths because you couldn't pull the trigger." I said while walking out of the cell.
"Who are you to be the judge?!" Batman yelled out. I could see his emotions slip for a second.
"Someone who has people in this world, and I don't want them to die at the hands of the Joker. I bet most of the citizens in Gotham will be relieved that the Joker and all the others I have killed are dead. I did what you couldn't." I said, ready myself for what was about to come.