It's a story as old as fan fiction

Madman meets girl, drives her crazy and they try to kill each other forever

It's a slow starter ..but be patient , it's gonna be

DARK and DIRTY , dealing with very adult themes.

Rebelle is an Idealized version of myself … hey , why not ?

I own all original characters , I don't own DC Characters

I'm sorry about the underlining , I don't know why it does that sometimes . It's something to do with the site .. It's not me doing it.

A TV flashes dimly in an old hospital rec room . It looked like any hospital rec room with it's cracked linoleum floors and pasty pink walls (Pink was supposed to be a soothing color , good for the patients )

but these walls were 5 feet of concrete with a heavy duty cage over each tiny break proof window The doors were made of industrial steel and had a computer locking system that was constantly updated with the latest security measures . This was the wing of Arkham asylum that dealt with the criminally insane. You had to be trusted even to see the rec room if you were locked up in here.

It had been over a year since the terrorist known as " the Joker " had been locked up here.

He was the most dangerous example of a home grown terrorist this country had ever seen.

His antics had put Timothy McVeigh to shame and sent a shiver of terror up the collective spines of the entire country. You see, Timothy McVeigh had a motive, a racist motive but a motive nonetheless . People could Understand Timothy McVeigh, but what drove the Joker ?What was the Joker's motive ? If he had one no one understood it. Was it Just pointless ,purposeless mayhem ? Was it some sort of sadistic game he was playing with the world ?What motive could he have had ? Oh , but he had one . He was sending a message … everything burns.

The Patriot act was amended in the wake of the Joker's terrorist acts ,with the entire nation's support . Homeland security had never been so strong . Habeus Corpus had been " temporarily " suspended ever since the patriot act was first introduced . That meant You could be picked up and taken away just on suspicion of terrorist ties or sympathies . No Miranda, no lawyer , no trail … you simply disappear. But it was only after the Joker's spree that people actually started to be picked up . The country embraced this little development led by such notables as Bill O'Reilly and Ann Coulter . The people were happy, even grateful to give away their rights if it meant they would be safe.

The little TV Flashed High on the wall of the rec room. A tall, slim man sat peering through long blond waves at the screen . He sat quietly in his hospital blue scrubs ,his bare feet black from the old linoleum ,seemingly mesmerized by the TV above him. He had finally earned the right to sit there ,unwatched by all but security cameras . He was charming , funny , a model patient. He took his meds and submitted to every indignity . He pouring out his soul to every doctor . He went on about his abusive childhood and how he'd suffered. They especially loved to hear how he got his scars …

"My father was a man of …strange passions shall we say … a fiend . One night he came home drunk . I woke up with him standing in the doorway ." why'd you wake me up daddy ?" "I'll show you why " he said coming toward me . Now my father always carried a knife , That's the only thing I learned from him. ,be armed at all times. I started to scream , out came that knife "sh ,sh , sh…We can't have that " but I wouldn't stop . I wanted my mother " don't cry …I'll just have to put a smile on that face ' " no more tears ,let's have a smile! "

The best lies lay closest to the truth , any good liar knew that and the Joker was the best . They ate it up . It was like a game. The Tears, breakthroughs at the proper times, the moments of clarity. Anyway his father was a fiend . But they'd never find out why. They'd never find out his name and they'd never know how he got his" Chelsea grin ".That was another time , another person long dead . There was only the Joker .

Why remember painful ,boring things anyway ? Why remember the sad little man who'd been the former tenet of this oh so useful body ?The JOKER was larger than life. A trickster for the ages . Someone to be respected , feared, even admired .Life was a joke , a bad one ,he'd learned that the hard way .There were no rules. No matter how good you were , no matter how kind , no matter how hard you worked or how deeply you loved everything you had would eventually be destroyed . Everyone you love would eventually betray you .It was chaos .The only sensible thing was to be the agent of that chaos . To be free ,TRULY free. A part of that destruction of it all…. and it was great fun. Laughing as the world burned.

Almost as if he were serving some sort of noble purpose…and that was the greatest joke of all.

The little screen flashed above him "… a Fox News special report. Local Gotham city singer Rebelle Jacobs Has been picked up by homeland security today for BEATING the Father of her child with a bat .

Tom?

The screen flashed to a street outside a small Gotham club. A nice looking young reporter stood by a puffed up older police officer.

Thank you Karen. A local singer known for her Theatrical stage shows and odd attire was picked up by homeland security today after she beat her child's father with a bat .

Officer ,First off , why did homeland security get involved?

The officer turned , looking as official as possible " Well her stage persona combined with certain ..beliefs set off some alarms. We thought it best not to take any chances "

"And the victim" the reporter asked" how is he?"

"he'll survive…barely" the officer said darkly

The reporter nodded" That's good news "

then he asked "One question I think we'd all like know is Why the need for homeland security to get involved ? Wouldn't the judicial system put her away anyway ? "

The officer looked down a moment " well, her son's father seems to have been about to commit … a crime , which she prevented when she attacked him. It's not certain if she would be prosecuted or whether she'd do time .With her odd persona and the violence involved we thought it best she be picked up "

" the reporter looked excited by this news" so she was preventing a crime ?What crime if I may… The officer cut him off " I'm afraid I'm not able to go into that "

The reporter pressed on

" Sources say Rebelle will be taken to Arkham asylum , is that because of her stage persona ?

The officer went on " No, that wouldn't be enough to warrant sending her to Arkham . She also has certain beliefs that well… convince us she's less than sane . Arkham seemed like the best place to send her . For our safety and for her own "

A smile cracked the Jokers oddly handsome ,make up free face .His scars pinched and wrinkled with the stress of that smile. He'd have a little friend to play with .The only place in Arkham they'd send someone picked up by homeland security was right here , the Criminally insane wing .She sounded like such a nice girl. How unfair, being locked up for preventing a crime. He laughed.. High and wild .Something he rarely allowed himself in this place , under the watchful eyes of nurses ,doctors , guards …but he couldn't help it! It was too funny! A perfect little playmate all for himself … and locked up for preventing a crime ! Ha ha ha , Life truly was a joke !

A few days went by .Then out of the blue counseling sessions were cancelled , groups rescheduled and every patient locked up tight. Joker stood, peering out the small window in the door of his room. Something was going on and he knew what . He grinned, his scars creasing as they always did when he smiled .'Stay caaaalm' he thought 'don't get excited , think boring ..like them!' but he couldn't help but continue to grin, giggling under his breath. In that high pitched maniacal way the people so loved . They loved it , he knew they did .

The male nurses cut they're eyes at him, Joker pressed his lips together in a show of mock seriousness.

" sorry booooys…. I guess I'm not 'cured' yet " he said smiling In what he hoped was a sane way .

Moments passed, Joker looked in the direction of the wing's main door ,waiting to see his new neighbor.

Finally the high pitched BEEP beep beep of a keypad was heard then the BOOM of a locking mechanism being opened. A pair of emotionless guards held a young woman by either arm. She wore a disheveled red dress that would have looked right on a porcelain doll ,and did nothing to hide her rather large assets , with a pair of devil horns poking out of her wild red hair. Tears poured down her cheeks which were already smeared with black eye makeup "I had to stop him, don't you understand ?… why don't you understand ?" she sobbed . She looked at one guard, then another saying .." ….please, You would have done it too ! You know you would!" They rolled their eyes at each other saying nothing .

" Wow ,you ARE insane " the Joker said smirking .

She turned her head ,her jaw set and her eyes narrowed ready to take on her attacker.

Her eyes met Joker's and there was a moment she didn't quite seem to recognize him.

He smiled and a look of shock went across her face." no, no, no…" she protested " I don't belong here , this what I wear on stage , I don't walk around like this… I'm not crazy !"

The Joker laughed … ooo it was priceless , I wonder if she's too far gone to really corrupt ?

What fun was a dolly if it didn't give you a little fight ?