Wrote this about a year ago, but got no further because I don't know how I would continue the story and don't know if the story is any good or not. But it will probably not be continued, since I have never been good at writing stories.
I don't own any characters.
Bloody night!
One stab, two stab, three stab, four.
Blood is floating on the floor.
Little tiny birdie boy.
Has now become the Jokes toy.
Batman must play the Joker's games.
Or soon you will be burned in flames.
The rhyme and the laugher afterwards could be heard everywhere, but where the sound came from he didn't know because there were echo everywhere. Robin was bound to a chair and had been placed in the end of a big dark room, some kind of basement with some leaking water pipes dripping onto the floor. The dripping was annoying, but compared to the laugher there now drowned all others sounds, was the dripping in the silence much more pleasant.
In the other end of the room was a staircase leading up to at door, over the door hung a small lamp with a faint light. There wasn't anything in the room beside the chair Robin was tied to and an old cabinet, what there were in the cabinet was unknown and Robin wasn't sure he wanted to know it.
The rhyme and the laugher came from the other side of the door, it had stopped and now heavy footstep was coming closer. 'Dump, dump, dump'. Ones again Robin tried to make the rope looser, but it was practically getting tighter. The heavy footstep stopped right before the door, Robin could hear a mumbling when the door didn't open. Robin couldn't hold a little grin back, the idiot to the Joker had forgot the keys and was now going back to get them, through Robin knew this wouldn't help his case right now.
The heavy footstep returned, he walked faster, turned the key in the door and practically kicked the door open. The Joker went down the stairs and walked over to the cabinet, he opened it but Robin couldn't see what was in there because the cabinet door spared the sight. The Joker was quiet, which made Robin uncomfortable because it wasn't like the Joker to be quiet, he was usual loud and noisy.
The Joker stopped moving and began to smile, and the smile sent shivers down of Robin spine.