A/N: This is my first fan fic about Batman! This takes place right after The Dark Knight, (a great movie by the way)

I just want to let everyone know that I do not own Batman or anything of that kind and etc etc. I am just a guy that likes to let his imagination run wild and then put it into words best that he can.

Well enjoy! And review!

Chapter One

Admiration

Days Incarcerated: 1

"Phew!" The Joker cried aloud, "And I thought my jokes stank!" The Joker grinned and laughed at the glop of "food" that was placed onto his tray. He grabbed a few utensils and took a seat near the center of the room. No one really talked as the Joker stepped out from the lunch line and walked to his seat. Most people mumbled things to others, other looked at his scars on his face or his oily hair. The Joker sat down humming and began to gleefully slurp his food.

"Hey." A large man walked up to the Joker and sat down near him. The Joker paid no attention to him, "I said hey!" The man's words echoed throughout the prison walls and all stopped and watched the two convicts.

The Joker looked up at the man and smiled, "Hey is for horses' young man! Has your mother taught you any manners?" He laughed,

"Laugh it up." The man snarled and pushed the Joker's food onto the floor, "You're the clown that tired to blow me and my friends up just yesterday, aren't you?"

The Joker looked over at his food and back to the man, "That would be me. Hey there, no hard feelings right?"

"No hard feelings?" The man stood up, "How bout after I break your back then they'll be no hard feelings."

The Joker sighed and let out a chuckle. He grabbed his fork and slammed the pointed ends into the table, "Want to see a magic trick?"

Days Incarcerated: 4

"Hey clown!"

The Joker sat up in his cell, "Yes officer?"

"You got a visitor." The officer opened up the door and escorted him down the hall,

"A visitor? For me? Why I haven't had time to put on my make up!" He laughed and followed the archway down. The Joker reached the small booth and looked through the window to see a teenager. The boy was no older then eighteen at least. He had black hair with a nice blue buttoned up shirt. He smiled at the Joker, with a phone in hand waiting for him to pick up the receiver on the other side. The Joker looked at the boy oddly and sat down. He picked up the phone and listened,



"It's finally nice to meet you in person Mr. Joker sir." The boy said,

"Um… Hello."

"My name is Jason, I'm your biggest fan!"

"Fan?" The Joker laughed, "What kind of nut would admire me?"

"I've been following your work closely ever since you showed that clip killing that fake Batman on the news!"

"Oh yes! I remember that… Brian his name was, funny guy actually, especially while I was tying him to that rope." The Joker chuckled, "What is it you want anyway? An autograph?"

"Oh no Mr. Joker," The boy looked to his sides to see that none of the guards were watching and turned back to the Joker. He leaned in close to the mirror with the phone in hand and whispered, "I'm going to break you out."

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