Joker Hideout Novels & Stories

After saying that, he muted the call and ordered the pilot in front of him, "Wait, later when I say 'go', take off immediately." "Okay, sir," the pilot in the cockpit answered. Yadriel switched the surveillance video to another location. Immediately, the image of Richards Manor appeared on the screen. In Richards Manor, the hiding places of the terrorists were clear at a glance. One of them was hiding in a hundred-year-old tree in the Ink Garden, and the other was hiding in the underground passage in the Green Jade Garden. He had sent people to dig this passage a long time ago. It wasn't huge, but it was enough to hide one person. Moreover, no one would have thought of this place.

"Thank you, Milli. I could use some time with the girls to take my mind off things." In the cavernous depths of the Silver River's area, there was a dark den hidden in the earth itself. Hawk led Jennifer and Dr. Colin to this hidden cave. The cave walls were rough and scary, dripping with a creepy darkness. Jennifer knew this place very well. Hawk and she had several clandestine meetings there. "Remember this place, Jennifer?" Hawk mocked her. Jennifer's heart sank as memories of their secret rendezvous flooded back. "Yes, Connard. How could I forget?" She replied, her voice laced with a hint of bitterness.

The adrenaline begins to wear off, and I find myself hoping against hope that I can hide long enough for the timer to run out. Then, a voice cuts through the silence. "You’re not exactly good at hiding, are you?" My blood runs cold, and I freeze, every muscle in my body going rigid. I know that voice. It's Xerxes. I peek over the edge of the branch, my stomach twisting in embarrassment. There he is, standing below me with his arms crossed, his eyes glowing with an almost mocking amusement. "You’ll be found within minutes," he adds, the words like a cruel prophecy.

Exactly what I needed. The hideout wasn’t mine, not technically. It had once belonged to the Ammassari. Some time ago, Leo had passed it to me, a gesture of his support for me when the attacks started, and I needed somewhere secure to store my things. On paper, it was still under his name. That meant no one looking for Nicholas Baldocchi would bother to check here. Hidden deep in the mountain, off a crumbling dirt track, it was barely livable, but it was safe. Safe enough for me to vanish. No one knew I was here. Not a soul.

“Get back here.” Hearing them made Vera smile. She was so glad to be back home. -*- It was three o’clock in the morning and everyone had fallen asleep. Everyone except for the Joker. This was the usual time of night that he liked to plan. He had finally thought of a way of getting rid of the soon to be dark night without breaking his word with Jack. The Joker remembered seeing an article about the Wayne son falling into a cave. It was all over the news in his timeline. The cave entrance was somewhere in the west part of the garden. Maybe if he could find the entrance he could create the desired opportunity. Jack wasn't aware that his body was being used at night. He didn't know what the Joke

POV: Jace The Iron Claw’s hideout was an old factory at the edge of the Human Quarters, its broken windows staring like empty eyes. The air inside was heavy with rust, oil, and desperation—a fitting scent for the plans being brewed here. I leaned against a cracked pillar, watching the others argue over the maps spread across the makeshift table. Their voices blended into a low hum, but the tension in the room was sharp, cutting through the stale air like a blade.

Although anger simmered within him, he tried to maintain his composure. “We're almost there,” Marco texted Ethan. “But be careful; we don't know what’s waiting ahead.” Ethan replied with one word: “Ready.” As Marco had mentioned earlier, Rachel and Jared’s hideout was an old, abandoned house. The place was isolated, situated at the far end, surrounded by thick trees. He could feel the adrenaline beginning to flow faster in his veins. “Are you sure this is the place?” Ethan asked Marco in a message. “Yeah, I’ve confirmed it,” Marco replied quickly. “Remember, Jared won’t be alone.”

“She could be in one of those.” “Talk.” Xander sounded impatient as he sat in front of him and crossed his legs. “I wouldn’t want to waste my time on you but it would make our search for Sera faster, I’d gladly give you some of my attention.” He gently slid the knife’s blade on his face so the man trembled in fear. “Now talk and stop wasting any more of my time, okay?” “They have three hideouts!” The man’s lips trembled as he spoke. “The first one is found in an underground basement in the abandoned house in the slums. The next one is found in the underground basement of a boutique in the shopping district.”

- THE HIDEOUT ROMAN’S POV The hideout is hidden inside an unassuming convenience store, the kind you’d walk past without a second glance. Fluorescent lights hum faintly above our heads, casting sterile glows across shelves stacked with dusty snacks and cheap energy drinks. From the outside, it’s ordinary. From the inside, it hums with quiet tension. This place houses both Souls and Believers; a mix which makes it perfect for us to blend in. The cashier’s eyes follow us the moment we step through the door. He’s calm, polite even, but there’s something about the stillness in his gaze that gives him away. Believer.

And that was how they were able to drive back to the hideout. The hideout, located in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, was a perfect haven for his gang's operations. The exterior was dilapidated and overgrown with weeds, giving no hint of the sophisticated setup inside. The interior was a stark contrast: modern, well-lit, and equipped with the latest technology. Surveillance monitors lined one wall, showing live feeds from various locations. There were several rooms, each serving a different purpose – a planning room, an armory, and a makeshift medical bay.