Insanity [Creeper]

[mrmiracle]

Gotham City; 11:27 pm
Just outside Arkham Aslyum

A large Boom Tube burst open on the rooftop of Arkham Aslyum, home to all of Batman's rogues. A green, yellow, and red-clad man stepped out, his cape billowing behind him from the strong winds. The man stepped onto the roof and the Boom Tube whirred closed. The strong winds ceased, thunder and lighting stopped and the night remained quite once more. Screams echoed out from the Asylum and few sirens sounded in the city. The man stepped to the edge of the roof and peered over. The man was Mr. Miracle, the world's greatest escape artist.

"A city in terrible need of assistance."

Mr. Miracle could see, even from the distant and secluded Asylum, red sirens flashing in the streets. Bank alarms blared through the city and even echoes of screaming rang throughout the sleeping city. Scott shook his head slowly and crossed his arms. He stood up straight, feeling the sense someone was behind him. Laughing slowly began to become louder and his fists clenched. Scott could only assume it was Joker so he prepared for a fight. Then, he whirled around and was shocked to see it was not Joker at all.

[The Creeper]

"Heh heh heh heh! Your still as quick as I recall, Mister Miracle." Creeper commented as he seeped out from the ever growing darkness. His bright grin as wide as he'll get it. It had been a while since he had seen this well known New God. Heh They both had some well known color choices too.
"Sooo, what brings you here to Gotham, Miracle?" Creeper asked with his insane type tone.

The odd wind shifted around carrying his crimson boa to dance. His Forest Green hair was winded into his face, making him a bit more shadier than he normally seemed.

[mrmiracle]

Instead of the Clown Prince of Crime, the Yellow-Skinned Wacky Man, Creeper, stood in front of Mr. Miracle. Scott couldn't help but shake his head at the some-what disgrace to a superhero. He was legally insane yet he wasn't locked up with the other insane people like Mr. Freeze, Joker, or Harley Quinn. In fact, Creeper was any ally to the Dark Knight himself, Batman. Mr. Miracle pulled his cape over his shoulders and wrapped his around his body, looking at the yellow-skinned man.

"I'm am in Gotham because this city is in desperate need of salvation. Batman needs help ... more help than he now has."

It was true; so very true. Batman started out fighting a few criminals, then Robin came and so did villains. Robin grew up to be Nightwing, brining another Robin and more villains. He died, and more villains came. Soon, Batman took in another Robin and Huntress, bringing more villains than ever. Not to mention a Batgirl that was paralyzed, making Oracle and another illiterate Batgirl. Now, Batman is stuck with a few helpers and too many bad guys to count. Gotham was going to hell in a hand-basket.

[The Creeper]

"Oh? Really? I did not think that. Yeah, they tend to escape once in a while, but we always nail him. Or he does.....whatever. But I don't think you'll need to trouble yourself with this place. Its been going down hill, Yet after a bit, it'll bring itself back up, thanks to the Batman. But if I know him, don't interrupt how he works things. I learned how he gets, first hand. He He Heh!" Creeper chuckled as he found himself in a rant. He let out a small cough and grinned once more.

"And by the tone of your voice, you either hate my coming or the boa just clashes." Creeper figured with a small chuckle. Not most enjoyed his company, but he did not care.
"So....where do you plan to get started?" Creeper asked with a hiss.

[mrmiracle]

The New God still remained standing in front of Creeper with his arms crossed and his cape wrapped around his shoulders. The yellow-skinned man was ranting about how Batman didn't need help. Oh how the Creeper was wrong. Gotham was a hell-on-earth, a haven for those who pry on the weak and poor. It is the perfect spot for drug lords and crime bosses to mass market their shipments without any trouble. That was all going to change now. For soon, the criminals would become too much for Batman to handle. Mr. Miracle could just feel it.

"Batman will not be fine, Creeper. Batman needs more help than just Robin, Nightwing, Huntress, and Oracle. That is why I am here. Batman and I go a ways back and I'm sure he won't mind my intrusion. As for your being here, I don't mind it at all. In fact, I'm going to need your for that."

Just after Mr. Miracle finished his speaking, the doors of Arkham Aslyum burst open and orange-clad escapees ran into the open lawn. Guards were screaming, villains were cackling and guns were being fired. Sirens blared and spotlights shined on the fleeing criminals. Luckily, the doors were slammed and bolted shut before the Rogue's Gallery of the Batman could escape. Scott jogged over to the edge of the roof and watched as the gates of Arkham Asylum were shut. Now, the thugs were trapped in the front lawn of the Asylum. Mr. Miracle pulled out his Aero Disks and, after looking back at Creeper once more, jumped on them and hovered to the lawn.

The New God hovered down to the ground just outside the herd of criminals and crossed his arms over his chest. His cape, draped over his shoulders, fell down to his feet and his mask was crinkled from the smirk on his face. Armed guards were all approaching he thugs from all sides but all the inmates were locked on one man, Mr. Miracle. Each and everyone of them had a smug face of disapproval and hatred. None of them wanted him here but it was clear they'd rather have him than Batman. Mr. Miracle merely remained still, waiting for them to attack.

[The Creeper]

"What does that Guy think hes doing??" Creeper questioned himself as he dashed after him as he leaped over the side. He gave a huff and quickly followed suit. Seeing that he only remained still, so did Creeper. He went to a crouching position and dashed over to Miracle. Man it'd be nice to float around like him. not a true care in the world. All creeper could do was creep around. Heck, what else. He skidded to a stop at Miracle's side and whispered.
"Your outnumbered greatly....maybe need my help?" He hissed as he took a quick and ready pose at the men. A few he recalled beating once before. Oh this will be interesting.

[mrmiracle]

As the crowd of criminals, thugs, and theives approached Mr. Miracle, so did the Creeper. He apparently was just going to follow Scott's lead tonight and by doing so, he remained at Mr. Miracle's side crouched down. Growls and groans echoed out from the group of criminals as the guards warily moved in on them. Finally, one reached out to apprehend at prisoner and, in return, the criminal stabbed the guard with a shard of glass, sending the guard to his knees.

Mr. Miracle gasped and the criminals quickly fanned out. Many attacked each armed guard and and even larger group lunged towards the two costumed hereos. Mr. Miracle merely hovered higher up and watched the thugs collided with the ground, eating grass and dirt. He smriked and shook his head slowly. From higher above, Mr. Miracle could see the escapees had stolen the guards' guns and were now prepared to use them on both Mr. Miracle and Creeper.

"Now boys, what did you mother tell you about guns? Wait a second, perhaps you're all here because you never listened to her in the first place! Shame."

Mr. Miracle quickly flew towards the group of inmates and, using his Aero Disks, swooped in and reached in to grab the guns from their hands. One of the thugs, clearly smarted than all the others, grabbed Scott's wrist and pulled him off the Aero Disks and into the group of criminals. Scott gasped quite loudly and slammed against the ground. He let out a groan as the Arkham inmates began to surround him. Mr. Miracle sighed. What a predicament he was in.

[The Creeper]

Creeper witnessed Mister Miracle's quick downfall. Almost made Creeper laugh, but he knew he was in trouble. He was in a bit of a snitch himself. Some meant had guns and crow bars, at least ten stood around him. "Now now, guys, can't we all be civil about this??" As soon as he finished, 4 men quickly fired rounds to him. Nailing him in the arm pretty well. After the first blow, Creeper was able to dodge the rest. He clenched his teeth into a smile as the pain seeped in.

"Heh...eheh...Heh! HA! HAH HAH!" His cool hiss formed into laughter as he felt the bullets seep out of his arm and leave small holes. They barley bleed that deep green blood as they quickly healed over. He snapped his fingers quickly and quickly balanced himself on his hands and quickly spun his legs around, sending a swift heel to four chins sending the man back.

Jumping back to his feet he began to rush over to Mister Miracle. Jumping over men an guns. Jumping onto their shoulders and running past firing machinery.

Finally making his way to Miracle. Pounced down next to him and kicked his heel into one man's face as he was taking aim to shoot Miracle.
"Get up dude!" Creeper ordered as he send a quick punch to one other man who nearly sent a bullet into Miracle's head.

[mrmiracle]

Mr. Miracle could hear the obnoxious voice of Creeper as he laid, pinned to the ground by a large group of inmates. Not too soon after, Creeper knocked a few men back and gave Scott a perfect route to escape. Mr. Miracle opened a Boom Tube right under him and fell into it as it opened. The Boom Tube opened right behind the group of orange-clad men and Mr. Miracle stepped out. He brushed off the sleeves of his suit and shut the Boom Tube.

"That's what I like to call 'too close for comfort'."

Mr. Miracle found his Aero Disks and jumped back onto them. He flew over towards the men and grabbed the guns from all but two of their hands. Mr. Miracle opened a Boom Tube and threw the guns into it. It quickly shut, sending the guns back into Arkham Asylum. He turned back towards the group of angry escapees and grinned. A few of the men cracked their knuckles and growled quite loudly. They were now clearly more angry then before.