New York's New Infestation ((Joker x Venom))

[The Joker]

The Joker grinned maniacally at the padlocked doors of the FBI van he was locked inside. He bit his lip and giggled quietly to himself, unable to control his giddiness. His arms fidgeted at their restraints, pulling at the sleeves that wrapped around his body and tied together behind his back. He tapped his bare feet to a random tune that was playing in the back of his head, repeating and changing, morphing into an entirely new melody the next instant.

All at once, he felt the armor reinforced vehicle violently buck into the air, causing his head to whiplash back against the metal wall he had been leaning against. The Joker laughed hysterically, filled with joy at the sound of metal grating against pavement and the taste of blood flooding his mouth. He could hear gun shots outside, now, which only made him laugh harder.

The van had crumpled back to the ground upside down and the metal enclosing him was now dented in several places. He sat back, laughing madly as he awaited his rescuers. After a few minutes, the gun shots ceased and after only a few short moments of silence, the door to the back of the van was ripped open and three angry looking, muscly men grabbed the Joker's straight jacket and hoisted him out of the safest place the FBI could put him while they transported him.

This thought set Joker into another fit of giggles. How silly the law enforcement in this country was! They thought they could keep him locked safely away in a van!? He wondered who's idea it was to transfer him to Riker's anyways.

The henchman who had pulled him out of the vehicle set him down and released him from his jacket's hold. The Joker removed the entire thing and raised his arms to the heavens, relishing the cool night breeze on his bare skin.

"Well boys," he announced after taking a refreshing breath of fresh air, "the night is young and the moon is full! What are we waiting for!?"

With that and a mad cackle, he set off for the police squad car that had been following the FBI van. When he reached it, he opened the driver's side door and carelessly ripped the man out of his seat and promptly dropped him on the ground. The four henchmen who had survived the shoot out with the police piled into the rusty yellow pickup truck that they had arrived in, and he sped off toward the bright silhouette of New York City, wildly laughing out the open window.

[Venom]

The cool evening breeze carried the screams of the city swiftly to all ears that would listen. It was always funny how chaos broke out nearly everyday,and every day no one was prepared for it. This time, a group of small timers robbing a New York jewelry store hit an unexpected speedbump while making their escape. Venom.

Re bonded with the alien symbiote and stronger than ever, Eddie Brock has returned to his quest for vengeance against Spider-Man. This lot of degenerates were just practice. Per usual,the men relied on their guns to save their lives, but the symbiote barely felt a tickle as the bullets bounced off of its glossy black skin.

The fight ended quickly in a pool of blood and spinal fluid, leaving Venom standing victorious while the civilians scattered."Together again at last. Now we can pick up right where we left off, causing a little mayhem to lure our the insect..."

[The Joker]

The Joker sped down the streets of New York City maniacally in his brand new police squad car no. 653. He wove in and out of traffic and pushed even harder on the gas pedal when he saw pedestrians in a crosswalk. He randomly pushed all the many different buttons on the vehicle's control panel, eliciting strange croaks and squeals from the siren system, until he found the regular emergency sirens and left them on. All of the windows were down, whipping his curly green hair every which way, and he was laughing hysterically at the fear he saw in people's eyes as they scattered out of his way.

"Hello people of New York City!" he proclaimed via the loudspeaker attached to the police radio intercom. "Joker here! I've come to take over your candy shops and arrest anyone in authority! Anyone who stands in my way... well none of you would be so foolish, would you?" He cackled maliciously and continued on his way.

He wasn't looking for anything in particular, except to cause mayhem. He wanted to show whomever was in charge what happened when they tried to move him away from his glorious city of Gotham. And what did it get them? It got them destruction in New York City, that's what.

Joker had just turned down a side street from the main road he had been on when he spotted some commotion. He wasn't sure what it was, but the little bit of action he had seen was plenty to interest him. Some gunfire and a strange man covered almost entirely in black who was fending off a group of gun-toting thieves with nary a problem.

Finding this a more entertaining thing to do than continue on his current path, the Joker slammed on the brakes and twisted the wheel, causing the car to fish tail and skid on the left two tires. It crashed violently into a parked truck, crumpling and twisting the metal and plastic into shapes they were never meant to be seen in. This of course only made him laugh even harder. The air bags had gone out and he thought his nose might be broken, but he dragged himself out of the wreckage, holding his bleeding side as he laughed so hard he thought he might never stop!