A/N: Okay this is my first attempt at a Joker fic, and the only other story I wrote was a POTC years ago that I deleted. I'm not 100% sure where I'm gonna go with this story but that's all the fun in this right? Even keeping myself on edge with what I'm doing. Okay I lied I have a small plot line but that's the most I've got going.

Well I hope you enjoy this first chapter.

Oh before I forget…. Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot and the character Milisha the rest belongs to DC comics

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Run… that was all she could think to do. Milisha still wasn't sure what she'd done just that the cops seemed to be after her for reasons unknown. Ducking into an ally way she leaned against a wall completely out of breath and looked down at herself.

"oh god" she moaned taking in the blood that splattered her jeans and black tee. The only part of her that wasn't covered in blood was her converse.

"I think she went in this way" a loud voice shouted towards where she stood and she took off running again.

She ran to where there was a metal fence at the end of the alley and climbed up it and hoped to the other side and took off again. As she turned a corner she could hear the clanging of the cops running into it. Milisha laughed at the idea of them attempting to climb it, the brief look she had of them showed that one of the cops was quiet over-weight and she couldn't even imagine him actually making it over without almost dying.

Thinking back to earlier today she tried remembering how she got into this position, the last thing she remembered was leaving her history class and the next thing she knew she was halfway down the street running. Milisha was a senior in high-school and had recently turned 18 and was planning on moving out of her parents house in the fallowing month she couldn't stand it there anymore, they were over baring and still thought of her as a child. Obviously, though, by the fact that she was on the run from the cops proved that she could look after herself though, or maybe it proved them right, honestly she didn't know at this moment and it didn't matter. But what did matter was she saw an old abandoned shop a little while up and was going to hide in there, it looked wrecked enough that even an amateur criminal knew that the cops wouldn't do near it.

The inside looked worse then the out; it was all burned up and charred to the ceiling. Papers were strewn every where and all the furniture was broken, the only light that came in was threw the door and a crack in the wall opposite. There was a door on the wall to her left that hung on only one hinge and she decided to go into the room it led to, but it was worse then the front one. There was a hole through the floor in the middle of the room with a desk and chair on the other side of it, so carefully she went around going to sit there, they were the only un-broken pieces of furniture she'd seen. Propping her feet up she let out a sigh and leaned her head back letting her long black hair fall behind the chair and looked up at the ceiling with her green eyes. The blood had started to dry on her arms and it felt disgusting but she closed her eyes anyways until she heard the door get smashed in and the voices of the cops.

"Crap…" she muttered and got up to hide behind the desk. Too late though the cops had come in the room and saw her.

"FREEZE RIGHT THERE" the chubby one shouted and they both held their guns up to her.

At that moment something cracked inside her mind and she started laughing hysterically and walked towards them with her hands in front of her.

"Alright officers" she said putting her hands out "take me in, I've been very…..bad"

what are you doing?! She thought to herself, this still wasn't like her, she hadn't even been aware that she was about to say that.

The cops clasped the handcuffs on her and almost immediately after that she blacked out.

"What a sad story…. She's normally such a nice girl" was the last thing she remembered hearing.

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A/N: Okay that was shorter then I thought, but I promise the chapters will get longer as I go. OH AND THE JOKER WILL MORE THEN LIKELY BE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER

Please Review so I know how I'm doing