My Evil Ways

by Cindersprks

Love was violence, blindness and the kiss of cold steel against flesh and bone. The harbinger of loss, the depraved mistress that pulled at marionette strings with blood stained fingers. And caused lost souls to devour the darkness inside themselves, unwound their souls and stitched them back together again with a hellfire crooked needle.

1. Authors Note

Authors Note

I have always wanted to write a Batman slash fiction, I have been a fan of the genre for a long time but always found that it was difficult for me get inside their heads, especially the Joker. But after reading various novels and playing through the Arkham games I think that I am finally ready to take a shot at putting my Joker down on paper.

Surprisingly this isn't a Batman/Joker, at least not strictly speaking. I feel like there are enough of those stories and I wanted to perhaps try something new as to why the Joker is the way that he is.

This story will begin in Arkham Origins and find its end at Arkham Knight. Now, I suppose that I have prattled on enough. Please, I hope that you enjoy reading this story and much as I enjoyed writing it.