Well, look who decided to show up! I have been gone, but have returned, those 12 people who read my things!
This came to me after I had an enormous NCIS binge. This story contains elements of the Dark Knight, and will somewhat follow that storyline, along with little bits of 'The Killing Joke' put in there as well. On with the show.


DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show NCIS, as it belongs to CBS. I also don't own the Dark Knight, as that belong to Warner Brothers. Nor do I own the character of the Joker, as he belongs to DC. I don't know much, but I know what I don't own.


Agent of Chaos
StandardUsername


Arc I - Genesis
Prologue


The night air was cold, and the wind whipped around the bar. Two figure walked out the entrance of the bar, holding hands. One was tall and male, the other petite and female. They walked across the parking lot next to a small, black car.

"Thanks for coming, Jean," said the man with a smile on his face.

"I heard you were in town, so I dropped by to say 'hello'," said the woman with a matching smile. They shared a hug and a small kiss before the man departed. She waved to him as he walked away, then put a hand into her purse to get her keys. She turned around as she removed the keys from her purse and unlocked the car.

The doors unlocked with a small 'click'. The girl opened the car door and stepped in. She shoved the keys into the ignition and turned on the car. The headlights shot on and small bell rang, informing the driver to put on their seat belt. However, the woman was too preoccupied with what was in front of the car.

A man, late 20's, military cut, was hanging by a noose from the tree in front of her. There were large amounts of blood in three places on his stomach, perhaps an indication of stab wounds. A yellow sticky note was on his forehead, with the letter 'C' on it. It was cut from a magazine. The woman let out an ear splitting scream.

The man rushed back to the car where the woman was, huffing and puffing. He leaned on the car top when he arrived, then furiously tapped on the glass. The girl rolled down the window, crying in fear.

"Jean, what is it?" the man asked quickly. Jean was shaking in fear.

"Jean?" the man asked. The girl slowly raised a finger and pointed at the body in front of her. The man followed her finger and opened his mouth in silent horror.


Yes, I know. Not as long as I usually write, but I promise that the next chapters will be much, much longer. Until next time.
Do leave a review, no flames, blah, blah.