Well, here we are again. I create something that feels like it should be done...and dog-gone it, it SHALL be done! :X

So...tell me what you all think of the beginning chapter and tell me if you want this to keep going! Cause I do have a story planned...really, I do! ^^;

But yeah, I'm getting kind of tired of writing these long author notes, so I'll just get to the disclaimer already. Before I do though, just know that this Joker is a mixture of every Joker there is. Including "The Dark Knight", "Batman: The Animated Series", and maybe even the "Joker" movie. So yaaay! XP

Disclaimer: My Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Horikoshi/Shonen Jump and Joker is owned by DC Comics. ;)

EDIT: Changed a little bit of Joker's facial appearance. Also, he doesn't wear a mouth mask anymore. I don't know why I put that there. XP And remember! Joker is NOT Izuku! Do I make myself clear? ...Good.

Tell me, kid. Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?

-Joke's On You, Kid-

Quirks. This unique word now has a new meaning. If one has a Quirk, then they have a certain power that they've inherited from their parents, and from theirs, and so on. This phenomenon dates back to one-hundred and thirty-something years, where a child in China was born with the power to light up luminously. Ever since then, people with strange, but sometimes useful, powers appear in their genetics, helping these individuals out with their daily lives. But soon, it would be only a matter of time when someone with dishonest intentions would use these powers to pull off crimes. That was when the concept of Heroes, crime fighters with Quirks, became known. These kinds of Quirk users uphold the law and help people in need, to prevent any catastrophe from happening. It became so common, that it is now law to become a registered licensed Hero if one chooses to be. Some even open their very own Hero agency to serve others.

People were now even more unique, not because of their personality, but because of what kind of Quirk they have. In a world where almost everyone has a unique power, whether you have one that's extraordinary or just plain ordinary, Quirks have certainly changed peoples lives.

But while some have Quirks, the people who don't have them, are, unfortunately, left behind. For the Quirkless, they either have to resort to police work, or they just go on with their mundane lives.

But that doesn't mean some people without Quirks weren't extraordinary. Some dream to be like a Hero someday…

While others...dream more of becoming a Villain...

Musutafu - Wednesday - 11:50 AM

The day was sunny, the vast sky having been occupied by a few white clouds. The city below it was filled with street noise, the city center being the loudest. It was where all the hustle and bustle was; Department stores, small businesses, local restaurants, and most of all, financial banking establishments. People were browsing and shopping in stores, while some were enjoying their afternoon meal inside the restaurants. Everything seemed calm and at peace in this area...

But soon, one bank, in particular, will begin losing a lot of money.

On the top roof of a five-storied department building, there was a man wearing a blue-suited attire. He was obviously a Quirk user, him being a feathered winged man that has his wings folded behind his back.

The roof door soon opened and out came a man in a worker's jumpsuit. He almost looked normal, until one glance at his fingers would let people know he's a Quirk user too, as they were scissor blades instead of digits.

It was obvious that they were not here for a good view of the city, both looking like shady characters. The scissored-handed fellow came up to the winged man, carrying a duffle bag in his left hand.

"Hey. You the snipper guy?" Wingman asked him.

"Can't you tell?" Scissorhands raised his right hand to show his bladed fingers. "Man, it's hot out here." He complained as he dropped the duffle bag and zipped the zipper on his jumpsuit with his scissor-bladed finger. "And why do you have to wear a suit? I had to wear this jumpsuit while I was going up the stairs to let people know I was a repairman or something." He was trying to take his mask out of his suit, but was having a hard time since he had scissors for fingers. "Urgh...I'm still sweating up a storm."

"Hey, I don't know. man, At least you have a disguise. I had to fold my wings back and actually walk up the stairs to be here before ya. I think I just won the award for 'most peculiar looking guy'." Wingman told him as he spread his wings out.

"Heh, you make a point...ugh!" Scissorhands grunted as he tried to not poke himself with his fingers, as well as not make a hole in his mask when he dug his hand into his suit.

"Uh, you need help with that?" Wingman asked, pointing at the mask inside Scissorhands' jumpsuit.

"I would very much like that, thank you." Scissorhands sarcastically said with a little desperation.

"Aight." Wingman grabbed the mask out of his suit, which was a rubber Frieza mask, and slipped it roughly on his head. "There ya go." He then got out an Obito mask of his own suit as well. "Nice choice of mask, by the way."

"Thanks. He's my favorite villain from Dragon Ball. I'm guessing yours is Obito from Naruto?"

"Heh, nah man." Wingman said as he wrapped an Obito Mask on his face. "Madara is my favorite villain. They just didn't have a mask for him, so I went with the next best thing."

"Ah, nice. It suits ya."

"Heh, yeah, and the mask matches your suit and eyes."

"Pfft. Alright, alright, enough of the compliments, let's get down to business here."

"Got it. You know what to do, right?"

"Of course. Just snip the wires to the bank's security cameras and its silent alarm system. I even got the tools to get through the circuit breaker." He picked up the duffle bag off from the ground. "Hence the jumpsuit."

"Alright then. And you know what wires you need to cut and all that?"

"Hell yeah I do. Come on man, don't insult me, I've done this a hundred times."

"Okay, I'm just checking." Wingman said as he put his hands up to feign innocence. "Just one more thing though, you got your gun?"

"Pfft, no. I got scissors for hands, how the hell am I supposed to carry a gun?"

"Ah...you got a point."

"What, you brought yours?"

"Nope. The boss just told me to only transport you to the roof of this bank. Besides, my aim with a gun is really not that good."

"Huh, well alrighty then. We're both gunless. Ah well, too late to back out now, so let's get started. Lift me up, Birdman."

Scissorhands then stood close to the edge of the building's roof while Wingman went behind him to lock each of his arms around with his own. Once he got a good hold of him, Wingman flew upward, his wings flapping up to boost him in the air, carrying Scissorhands. They basically flew and glided over to the fourth floor roof of the bank, which they landed without a hitch.

"Well, that was easy." Wingman said as he let go of Scissorhands.

"Yeah, and this will be even easier. Well, for me, at least." Scissorhands said as he spotted a circuit breaker box. He rushed over there with Wingman following close behind.

As soon as he was near it, Scissorhands zipped his duffle bag and got a crowbar out to get the breaker box open.

"So once we get these wires cut, that's when the rest of us will move in, right?" Wingman asked the blade-fingered crook.

"You ask a lot of questions, you know that? And yes, that's the plan. Get ready to text one of the guys, will ya?" Scissorhands told Wingman.

"On it." Wingman dug through his suit to pull something out…that wasn't his phone.

That was when Scissorhands, who's back is facing Wingman, got the breaker box pried open, seeing the multiple color-coded wiring inside of it. "Good. Now to find which wires are linked to the security cameras and silent alarm, aaaand...ah! There you guys are!" He cut the red and blue wires with his sharp blade fingers. "And done."

"Wow, that easy, huh?" Wingman asked, a little impressed as he glanced at Scissorhands while he was twisting something on the object.

"Yep! We can go on in."

"Ah, nice." Wingman commented as he was done screwing the add-on to the object.

"Heh, yeah...oh! Hold on a moment. Just in case they try to call the police or other Heroes involved…" Scissorhands cut an extra wire that was linked to the landline phones while his back was facing Wingman. "Ah, there we go! Now all done. Text them the coast is clear."

"Wow, that's cool of ya. Heh, you know, you're pretty charismatic. Almost makes me feel bad I got to do this." Wingman said, as he aimed his weapon at the back of Scissorhands head.

"Heh...wait, what-?" Scissorhands was about to turn around, when-

PHANG!

The silencer muffled the loud gunshot that was fired by Wingman, and Scissorhands laid on the ground with a bullet in his skull.

"Didn't say I was a bad shot in close range." Wingman told his dead accomplice. He then got his phone out to text them.

[Coast is clear.]

11:58 AM

Meanwhile, in a narrow alleyway, four men had grouped up and gathered at a wall beside the bank, dressed in different colored suits; orange, black, red, and brown. Two of the men were above average height, and the two other men were over six feet tall and had bulky builds. They all began to put their masks on as they were walking in the alleway, each of them in their color-coded order. The first of the two average height men was wearing an Ichigo Hollow mask, and the second was wearing a Japanese Oni mask. The first of the two bigger crooks was wearing a Japanese Noh mask, and the last one was wearing a Japanese Dragon mask on his face.

While putting on their masks, they see someone has already beaten them to where they were supposed to meet. It appeared to be another man, lanky and a little tall as he wore a purple suit with a rubber Buggy the Clown mask on his face. He was also carrying a big duffle bag that looked to be stuffed with items.

"Hey, you must be the other guy." The man with an Oni mask said to him. "I thought you weren't gonna show! You must be ready for that money, ain't ya?"

Buggy looked at Oni and said, "Just want to get on the boss's good side."

"Yeah, about the boss, who is he again?" The Ichigo Hollow mask asked.

"None of us know, really. He calls himself Mr. J. He just gave us orders to rob this bank." The Noh mask said.

"Well, Mr. J better keep his word about sharing half of our earnings. This is gonna be a big heist, and I'm needing that dough to buy myself a nice golden antique watch. Gotta look and stay classy, you know?" Oni told them.

"Well, either way, we look like the friggin' Yakuza here." Dragon Mask commented. "I hope no one was suspicious of us when we were walking by."

"Eh, don't worry, the Yakuza is old history news." Noh mask said.

"Yeah!" Oni said. "For all we know, we may look like suave and dashing playboys. Well, except for Orange here."

"Ha ha, very funny." Ichigo Hollow mask indignantly said. He then turned his attention to the purple suited man and asked. "So what's your Quirk, Pal? I got an x-ray vision Quirk."

"I got a 'flicker gun' Quirk. No joke. It works like a gun." Oni mask said.

"I have a powerful sticky Quirk that makes me stick onto things with my hands. Add to these muscles, and I'm a powerhouse." Noh mask explained.

"I have a pushing Quirk. Believe me, it's more useful than it sounds, especially with my strength. What do you have?" Dragon mask asked Buggy.

'Buggy' stood there as he got his phone out of his pocket. "Can't tell you. I'm keeping my Quirk a surprise until the very end of this heist."

"Ah, I see. Nice." Orange suit nodded as he did one thumb up in approval.

"Okay then. So, we all know what the plan is, right?" Oni reviewed. "What Mr. J told us, is that when one of the guys on the roof gives us the signal while X-Ray Eyes here finds a wall with a weak spot for Pushy-McPush to do his thing here, that's when said Push-Top" He jerked his thumb at Dragon guy. "will push, a.k.a break the wall so we can enter this bank. When he does that, X-Ray Eyes will keep watch at our entrance, we move, get the cash quickly, and wait for the escape van to come."

"Well, what are we doing listening to you yap for?" Noh mask said to Oni. He turned to X-Ray. "Come on, Ray, let's get moving!"

"Okay, okay, hold on." X-Ray offhandedly said as he began to look at the whole wall that was in front of them. He walked a bit, trying to find a good spot as he focused on the wall using his x-ray vision Quirk. "Hmm…this part of the wall looks a little weak. Try here." He said as he pointed at the wall he was focusing his stare at.

"Sure thing!" Dragon said with a grin as he came up to the wall.

Before he began to push it though, Oni interrupted him. "Whoa, hold it, you idiot! We have to wait for the signal!"

"Uh, do we really?" Noh mask asked. "I mean, Mr. J said that the guys on the roof would be cutting off the cameras and the silent alarm system by 11:50ish, right? Which means the cameras are not filming us right now, correct?"

"Well, still, we got to wait! I mean, what if-"

"Actually…" Buggy told them, still looking at his phone. "That's our cue. The guy just texted me."

Oni turned to look at Buggy, a little befuddled at the good timing. "What? R-Really?"

"Yeah. Get ready." Buggy told them as he brandished a Uzi machine handgun pistol out of his suit.

"Oh, it's go time? Alright!" Ichigo Hollow mask got his pistol out of his suit as well.

"Wow, right at twelve. Perfect timing." Noh mask looked at the time on his phone as he also got out his pistol from his suit.

"Uh, o-okay." Oni said, not preparing himself for that. He got each of his index fingers curled up on both of his thumbs, almost as if he was about to flick something off from them.

"Alright! Time to push something!" Dragon came up to the wall and placed his whole hand on it. He then started pushing it...

...and pushed the remaining wall he was in front of, making a man-made hole and letting it fall, causing it to break on the marble ground as concrete debris scattered everywhere in the bank.

"Alright, let's go! Keep watch, Ray!" Oni said as the four men entered the bank through the hole they made, while X-Ray kept watch from the outside of the building.

As they rushed to the main lobby, Noh mask raised his gun up at the ceiling and began firing shots in the air, causing the surprised people that were in the bank to gasp in fright.

"EVERYBODY GET DOWN!" Oni loudly exclaimed at them. Two animal Quirk security guards were about to brandish their guns until the Oni masked man flicked his fingers at them, causing air bullets to hit them in each one in the arm and the shoulder. They both fell on the ground, holding onto their bloodstained injuries as they dropped their weapons.

Some of the people screamed and did as they were told, either sitting or kneeling on the ground so they won't be shot next. While some have Quirks, they weren't gonna play superhero against villains with guns and powers.

Noh mask went to the ATMs and began to rub his hands together, placing them on the auto-tellers...and pulled them off, ripping their metal casings as money flew out of their busted compartments. "Ooooh yeah!" He exclaimed with a devious smile at the amount of yen that was in the ATMs.

Dragon also went to two ATMs and placed his hands on the machines as he began to push them, causing them to break, which in result spilled out the yen from the cracks of the busted automated-tellers. "Awww, yeah!" He exclaimed in happiness as well, using his brute strength to rip open the apparatus.

One of the woman tellers tried to call for the authorities on the landline phone and tried to trigger the silent alarm, but they both proved futile. When she tried to get her cell phone out, Oni mask flicked her phone and it shattered, causing the woman to scream.

"Don't even think about it!" Oni yelled at the teller, his flicking fingers ready to shoot. "In fact, lock the front doors now, get the rest of your tellers over to the front counter, and take out your wallets! Actually, all of you take your wallets and phones out! Slide your phones over here, and just stay on the ground! Don't act like a Hero, and nobody gets hurt!"

As soon as the scared tellers and customers did as they were told, along with them taking out their wallets and sliding their phones to them, Buggy then laid his large duffle bag on the ground and unzipped it, getting out not only large sacks to put the money in, but also a belt of dozen bizarre handmade grenade-looking bombs. He went to one of the downed people, which was a terrified woman, and gave the hand bomb to her, letting her hand touch the side of the trigger as Buggy took the pin out.

"I advise you to keep holding down that trigger." The purple suited man said in a sinister calm, no doubt smiling evilly behind his mask, causing the woman to whimper.

Buggy looked around the place and counted down how many were here. "Hmm, let's see, one, two, three, four...five..." Buggy counted them down in his mind.

Seeing that Buggy was holding a belt of these things, Oni asked him warily, "What are those, explosives?"

"Aaand, nine." He finished counting until turning to glance at Oni to answer. "Yes."

"You sure that's a good idea, buddy?" Oni asked him

"Just a safety precaution. Handmade bombs that kind of work like self-exploding grenades. Once the pin is pulled back and the person lets go of the trigger, it detonates and they explode. Boss's orders to bring 'em." Buggy told them.

"Wow. Damn, the guy we're working for is brutal." Oni said as he shook his head as he continued to gather money out of people's wallets.

"Yeah, tell me about it." Buggy said as he looked down in his duffle bag. "Ah! Just enough for some of you all to have one!" He chuckled darkly.

X-Ray was keeping watch from any people outside, although he was putting a silencer on his pistol barrel. It was then a body fell to the ground, almost surprising Ichigo Hollow. He looked up and saw that the winged man came down as he descended to the ground, hovering a soft landing with his wings. He landed in front of X-Ray and said, "Hey! What did I miss?"

"Oh, just a robbery going on." joked Ichigo Hollow mask with a smirk behind his mask as he stopped what he was doing.

"Sweet. I got to get in on that action." Wingman said with an equal smirk as he made his way through the man-made hole.

"Hey, what happened to the Scissorhands guy?" X-Ray asked, stopping Wingman from going further in as he continued screwing in the silencer.

"Oh, yeah. Had to put him down. Boss's orders." Wingman turned his head to tell him.

Once done screwing the silencer on the gun, X-Ray chuckled. "Hey, that's funny...Boss told me something like that as well."

"Really?" Wingman asked in surprise as he fully turned with an eyebrow raised underneath his mask. "You were asked to put him down too?"

"Heh...kind of." X-Ray then pointed the gun at Wingman.

Before Wingman could register what he was doing, X-Ray fired three shots at him. One in the stomach, second shot in the chest, and third in the head. He was dead instantly as he plopped on the ground.

"Heh. Just doing my job, man." X-Ray told the dead body as he watched out for any more trespassers.

"Oh, yeah, baby! This is what I'm talking about!" Noh mask exclaimed and laughed as he stuffed more money in one of the big sacks. They even stuffed the extra cash in the black bag, since Buggy emptied its contents out a while ago.

"Man, this is going our way big time!" Dragon said in enthusiasm as he tied one of the full sacks of money together.

"Hell yeah it is! Look how much cash we got as of right now! The boss will have to reward us with some of this dough!" Noh mask said with excitement.

"Better yet, this could give us some recognition!" Dragon said gleefully as he tied another full sack.

"Well, all I know is, is that he better keep his promise of sharing the cash with us. I ain't no pushover." Oni mask informed them as he dug up some cash from another wallet. Once he searched through the last person's wallet, he told them, "Be right back, I'll check on X-Ray." He then rushed over to the back to where they entered.

As soon as Flicker gets to where X-Ray Ichigo is, he sees the dead body of Wingman. "Whoa! What happened here?"

"Ah, took him out. Boss's orders. He doesn't want any weak Quirk users to get the cash. This guy took out the other guy on the roof, and I took him out when he arrived." X-Ray informed him.

"Man, the guy we're working for is heartless." Flicker said, a little impressed.

"Heh, yeah, but I agree with his statement. Us stronger Quirk users gotta stick together." Ichigo Hollow said to him.

It was then Flicker chuckled rather ominously. "Funny how you say you're a strong Quirk user." He said as he then raised his hand, his fingers ready to flick.

"Hey come o-..." Ichigo Hollow then noticed what he was going to do. "...Wait, what? Wh-n-no!"

FLICK! FLICK! FLICK!

Meanwhile, as Sticky and Pusher piled the last bit of money in the sacks, the former asked Buggy, "Hey, you never showed us what your Quirk does?"

Buggy was just standing there, glancing at him as he looked from his wristwatch, and holding a gun in his hand. "Oh, it's coming up."

"Coming up?" Pusher asked in interest. "What are ya gonna do?"

"Oh, you'll see...actually, put the money right there for a second, will ya? That's all of it, right?" Buggy asked, motioning them to put it a little ways from him.

Pusher and Sticky both glanced at each other and shrugged, the former saying, "Uh, yeah, sure. That's, uh, that's all of it, I would think."

Once they put all of the seven sacks of money including the black duffle bag that's stuffed with money also to the desired spot, Buggy told them, "Okay move back a bit. This...is gonna be impressive."

"Okay…" Noh mask said as he and Dragon did as they were told, standing next to each other.

"Great! Now...hold this for me for a sec, will ya, Sticky Hands?" Buggy dug out of his suit to get something out. He tossed it to the Sticky Noh guy.

True to his moniker, Sticky Hands caught it as it stuck to his hands. He looked down at it to see…

...It was a raggedy old doll.

"...Uh...is this part of your Quirk?" Sticky asked in confusion.

Dragon, who was next to Noh, looked at it in puzzlement as well.

"Of course!" Buggy said in a matter-of-fact tone. "But admire it for a second! See the fine craftsmanship! It talks as well!"

Now Noh and Dragon were really confused, but looked at the doll nonetheless.

"...Uuuh...no offense, buddy, but I'm not much of a doll-type of guy." Sticky Noh said. "I mean, I feel the voice box, but-"

BOOOOOOOOM!

That was the last thing Sticky had ever said before an explosion from the doll ripped and blew him apart. Pusher flew back from the explosion and slammed his whole body against a wall, his whole clothes burnt and singed, along with his whole body.

The people inside the bank all screamed in horror as they saw the explosion take place in front of them. Amazingly enough, the people who were holding the trigger-detonating hand bombs didn't loosen their grips from the shock as they held onto the bombs even tighter.

What was left of Noh Sticky was his bottom half, as his chunks of burnt flesh, fabric, and guts are all that remain, the blood spewing until it stopped squirting, the legs and bottom torso falling backwards onto the ground. Some of the specks of blood were on the hostages to add more of their horror.

Pusher groaned, a pounding headache among other things flooding through his body.

Buggy stood there, unfazed through it all.

"...I'm really more surprised that none of you are dead yet." Buggy said to the hostages. He then walked up to Push Dragon casually, who was still groaning and in pain.

"Oooh...what...what the fuc...why did you-?" Pusher struggled to ask, until Buggy pulled out an ordinary handgun pistol out of his suit with his left hand and pointed it at his forehead.

"What? I'm just showing you my Quirk." The purple suited man said, pulling the trigger of his gun and fired a shot straight into his head, thus killing Pusher.

"HEY, WHAT THE HELL, MAN!?"

Buggy then, like it was on instinct, raised his other gun hand, the machine handgun, and fired shots at him at Flicker, who was checking what the explosion was.

The shots Oni Flicker's left shoulder, arm, and hand, rendering it useless.

"AAAAUGGH!" Flicker yelled in agony. The pain that was in his left arm and shoulder weighed him down as he dropped to the marble floor.

Buggy then walked up to the injured Oni mask in a relaxed manner with his pistol aimed at him.

"You...you damn...fucking traitor!" Flicker yelled in anguish.

"Oh, yeah, right." Buggy said cynically. "Like you didn't shoot X-Ray Eyes back there cause you wanted all of his share to yourself?"

"W-What!?" Flicker exclaimed, his eyes probably widened in shock behind his mask. "H-How did you-!?"

"Oh, you moved the bodies to make way for the van! Aww, that's so nice of you." Buggy cooed mockingly when he took the moment to see that the bodies were indeed moved to the side of the man-made hole at the back of the bank. He put his machine handgun in his suit while aiming his pistol at Flicker, his eyes focused on the bleeding afflicted crook.

"Y-...You bastard! Y-You're dead! You're dead, you know that!? The boss won't like it if you're thinking of keeping the money all to yourself!" Flicker reasoned with him through the pain.

"Uh, yeah, let me ask you a question...what's the boss's Quirk?" Buggy asked him in a derisive way.

"He…" Flicker laid there as it just now came to him. "...We...We don't know…" He said, feeling a little dumbfounded as his hand clutched his bullet-ridden arm.

"Yeeeaaaah, and, spoiler alert, what if I tell you that I know what his Quirk is?" Buggy asked him, sounding a little excited.

Flicker looked at him, still trying to reel from the fact that he and the others may or may have not known what the client's power could've been. Then he had another thought…

"...W...W-Wait…" The Oni masked man's eyes widened in realization. "...Y-...You're the...you're Mr. J, aren't you?"

"...Gee, and here I thought you were just a cocky imbecile." Buggy seemed to roll his eyes at him figuring it out.

"You...You set us up." Flicker said in astonishment. "...You...You son of a bitch, you set us up!" He was about to swing his working arm to try to flick shot him in the head, but Buggy grabbed his wrist in time with his right hand, the pistol in his left.

As Oni Flicker was struggling to use his arm and hand on the uninjured mastermind behind this heist, Buggy chuckled hauntedly. "Let me ask you another question...what is my Quirk?"

Feeling his arm was getting weaker under Buggy's surprising brawn, he made a random guess. "I don't fuckin' know! Maybe something super-strength related!?"

Buggy actually laughed at that. "Hahahahaaaa! Oh, oh, oh, that's a good one! And here I thought I made the jokes!" He then held Flicker's arm up above his laying form once it was loose enough, and aimed the barrel of his pistol at his forearm.

BANG!

"AAAAAAAAAUGHHH! FUCK, FUCK! OH, FUCK!" screamed Flicker in agony.

"Oh, it's just a flesh wound...although, I don't think your arm is supposed to bend that way when I shot your forearm point-blank, heh-heh-ha-ha-ha-haaaa-ha!"

Meanwhile, some of the hostages in the bank looked on, appalled at what they were witnessing, and not sure on how they should feel about this strange and horrific turn of events right now.

"AAAAAAAAAUUUUGGGH!" Flicker was in the most terrible pain that he could ever imagine. He knew that he had been a bad guy before, but what this guy was doing was overkill. At this point, he didn't even mind at all if the guy shoots him in the head, he wanted this torture to end.

However, despite the excruciating pain, he had to wonder something before he meets his inevitable end.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR QUIRK, YOU FUCKIN' PSYCHOPATH!?"

Buggy eyes looked to be slightly narrowed, which could mean he was grinning. "Before I answer that, I'll be right back."

He got up from his kneeling position and rushed over to the two bodies that were next to the man-made hole so they could be out of the escape van's way... to drag them in front of the hole and put them in harm's way. Flicker looked on at this in shock, disturbed that he would take the time to let the two bodies be in the van's line of traffic.

Once he was done with that, Buggy made his way back to the now Flickerless crook. He was even giving out a little dance in his steps as he walked. As he hummed a little tune, he reached the injured man and kneeled down next to him again.

"So! You're probably wondering about my Quirk, right?" Buggy asked him.

Oni just looked at him, no doubt afraid of this individual. His mask didn't have to show his facial expression, he was already shaking from pain and terror.

"...RIGHT!?" Buggy exclaimed harshly.

"AAH! YES, YES, RIGHT, RIGHT!"

"...Well, I don't have one."

…

"...Wh-What?" Flicker asked, stunned. His pain was ignored for a second when he heard that.

"Yep!" he said gleefully. And that was when he took off his rubber Buggy the Clown mask off…

...To reveal a man with a white pasty clown-makeup covered face with stringy green hair. On his eyes were that of blue diamonds, the tips being above and below each eye. His lips and mouth were coated with red paint, making it look like a big open-wide smile, with the corners of the smile stretching to each of his cheeks. Lastly, his nose has a red circle splotch on the tip of it.

It made him look like a clown...and that clown was giving off a wicked-looking smile.

"I...don't have a Quirk…" The man just shrugged. "...Jokes on you! HAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" He laughed uproariously.

Flicker just laid there, speechless…

As soon as the man faltered in his laughter, he said, "Ooooh, but really, as for who I am, my name isn't Mr. J...she calls me that...sadly. Oh! Which by the way, it sounds like she's coming over here right about now! And not only those bodies are gonna get run over by her, but I think you're in her path as well! HAHAHA!" He cackled.

Flicker turned his head to the hole that they'd made...and realized that it only looked like his head was at the edge of the hole from a distance away, meaning...the van could run over his head.

"Hehehehehe! Honestly though, do you know what the whole funny part about all of this is, Flicky? Well...I'm not really doing all of this just for the money!" The man told him with his eyes narrowed as he grinned evilly. The crook looked back at the makeup-wearing man, his eyes widened than they ever were before.

The man was still giving off that horrifying smile, as he let the severity of Flicky's situation sink in.

"I'm just doing this cause it's fun." The man said, his smile still there. "...Oh, and...you know, to prove a point."

Oni Flicker was once again a loss of words…

"Oh, and also, that reminds me, you know what else is funny? Your pitiful ass got handed by a Quirkless nobody like me." The man said, his smile still sadistic. "How does that affect your self-esteem? Oh, and as for my name…" He whispered it. "Just call me...The Joker." He kept the same demented smile on his face. "...Well, you're not gonna call me that, cause there is no 'next time', seeing as your head will be a tire pancake in just roughly or maybe around ten seconds, so you, my good friend, just need to know that you are now the punchline...bye! Sucks to know that you don't have an actual gun right now, does it!? HAHAHA!"

The man known as Joker got up from his kneeling position as he backed away with the mask still in his hand. Flicker looked at the large hole in the wall...to see the back of the van slowly coming in backward through the hole. The vehicle's tires rolled on the dead bodies, crushing whatever body part that was underneath the tires and van.

It soon stopped once it finished running over the corpses…

Joker was stifling a laugh.

...And then the van revved up, tires screeching and burning rubber.

Oni Flicker looked on in terror, as he tried to squirm his way on his back, but the pain in his arms slowed him down.

And just like that, the van was shooting its way back towards the head of Flicker…

Oh, poor, poor, Flicker.

He tried to scream, but it was cut short when his head was run over, snapping his neck and crushing his skull and mask under the weight of the van and its tires.

The hostages all looked on in shock and horror of it all.

And Joker just couldn't help but laugh at that time.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!"

With the newest dead corpse underneath the van(which appeared to be a van from a flower business), the left door opened and out came a young woman who had a lot of white makeup on, her face stark white like porcelain, which her black lipstick and black eyeshadow were on. Her blonde hair was styled into long pigtails, and her attire consists of a red tube top and black shorts that showed off her lovely legs and her black combat boots. She was also smiling widely, almost as if she won a grand prize.

"Hey there, Mr. J!" said the woman in a somewhat deceivingly cutesy voice.

"Hello there, Hare, my dear." Joker said with a smirk. "Would you be an even better dear, and hand me that red can of spray paint? I have one more thing I need to do before any authorities come here."

"Sure thing, Mr. J!" Hare said enthusiastically as she went back inside the driver's seat in the van and got out a red can of spray paint. She bounced and skipped over to him and handed him the can of spray paint. "Here ya go, Puddin'!"

"Thank you, my dear." Joker said with, in her mind, a charismatic smile to her, since she can't see his smile behind the mouth mask. He took it and began shaking the can of spray paint.

"Ooooh, is all that money for me, Mr. J?" Hare asked the Joker.

"Oh sure, take all you want, Dear." He told her as he found a good spot to display his spray-painted message, away from the hostages' eyes.

"Eeee!" Hare squealed and made her way to the sacks of cash, picking some of them up as she made her way to the back of the van, opening up the back doors to put them in.

"Hmm...aaaaand...done!" Joker said with glee. He then turned to Hare, "Alrighty then, Hare, come on! We're going."

Hare put in the last bit of cash in the storage van and closed the back doors. "Okie-dokie, Mr. J!"

Joker went to where the hostages are and told them. "Well, folks, it's time to say farewell! Glad you were all part of this, and I will see you all...hopefully, for all your sakes, never again! HAAAAAAA-HAHAHAHAHAHA-HAAAAAA!" He laughed all the way to the van as he entered the driver's seat of the vehicle, with Hare entering the passenger's seat of the van.

The vehicle's engine was still running, and it sped forward, running over Flicker's head once more and the other remaining two bodies, as well as Scissorhands' body for good measure as they escaped through the alleyway, and into the city, blending in with the rest of society.

When Joker and Hare left, the hostages all sat and/or kneeled there, trying to process what just transpired.

Soon, one male hostage spoke what everyone else had on their mind at that point.

"...What the hell just happened?"

Soon, people will know the name.

They will know the name of The Joker.

And as of now, this is only the beginning of his reign of terror and chaos.

Heroes, Quirk users, even people need to be careful and watch this backs...

For he has a mission...and he won't stop...until everyone turns into his own twisted joke.

Until then, he'll be laughing…

And that's the first chapter! Now I know what you're all thinking, WHAT DID JOKER WRITE ON THE WALL? ...No? Oh, well, nevermind then. XP

But really, what do you all think of this story so far? :) This is probably the most violent content I ever had put in any of my stories, like ever...I mean, I think. Well, either way, it's new to me! XP As for MHA, I REALLY need to watch the anime so I can get my knowledge of this series in my head. So, as of right now, this story will be put on hold. :O But don't worry! I'll get back to this! And when I do, oooohohohoooo...it'll be fun. XD

Still, what do you all think of this beginning part of this story? :D By the way, I'm calling Harley, 'Hare', cause that's her Japanese name. Hope that's okay! ;)

If you like it(or heck, even love it) and want to see more of this, leave me a review, and/or a fave and a follow! I mean, if you want to, that is. ^^; I have a lot more things planned in this story that I would love to test out, so until then, here's hoping I can succeed in this! Wish me luck, y'all! :D

Until then, thank you all for reading and keep on rocking everybody! ^_^

-TSP