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Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with the Dark Knight or the Joker (I whish I did) or anything to do with DC comics. I do own Cesey and Cassie as they are the same person. LOL.
The Queen of Clowns
Chapter 1
My name is Doctor Cassiopeia Jenner or a least it was until I met HIM.
About six moths ago I had a normal yet slightly boring life. A normal family, a normail-ish apartment and a normal job. I worked at Arkham Asylum curing almost every patient I had. Until one day when I was assigned case number 12666. The Joker case. Sure I came into the assignment with an open mind, as I do with all of my patients but nothing could have prepared me for him. Within three days I had fallen in love with him, I believed that he felt the same way so I had busted him out of Arkham.
He took me back to a warehouse only to tell me that he didn't love me at all and gave me a permanent smile. Five days later he returned and Casey the Queen of Clowns was born.
Now I'm running around with my Joker causing death and destruction to the whole of Gotham. With the Batman always on our case, there is never a dull moment. This is the story of my time with the Joker.
One early Monday morning a female figure walked the docks clad in black. Cassie or Casey as she was now known as stared out at the fast body of water that stood before her. It was times like this when Casey wondered why. Why had she let the Joker escape from Arkham? Why had she gone with him? And why on earth did she anger him so much that he had given her the permanent smile she bore today.
Normally Casey wore a lot of bright colours mostly reds, dark greens and deep purples all in one form of clothing. A cat suit. Not what Casey desired to wear but it kept the Joker happy in any case. Her face was usually paper white with big black panda eyes and clown red lips that stretched
quite far up her cheeks. Sometimes their victims had to second guess themselves when they saw her and the Joker together.
The one thing that never changed was Casey's hair style and colour. Her hair was always down, long that curled in to ringlets. The colour of her hair was a dark green with flashes of blue, if it was caught in the right light. Unlike the Joker's, this was light green almost blond. Mid long and looked like it was always wet due to the stringy effect.
Today, however, Casey was wearing no makeup what so ever. Today was a day off from makeup, she had decided. The funny thing was that her scars were almost unnoticeable with out makeup. She emphasised this fact by adding a tiny bit of concealer on them.
Casey turned her back to the water and headed towards a large warehouse. They had moved several times since she first joined the Joker's gang. Only because it was on the Joker's impulse that they did. Half the time, Casey didn't understand the warped logic that belonged to the Joker and she was his psychiatrist! Casey had learnt to expect the unexpected everyday so half of her stuff was still in boxes. Most of this stuff was makeup as her real possessions still resided back in her apartment as she hadn't been back there since the night that she helped the Joker escape.
She opened the window and climbed through it as there was no door at the back. Inside the dusty warehouse which was virtually empty except for a few boxes containing gasoline and other stuff. Casey picked her way through the sleeping bodies of the Joker's gang, up to the stairs and eventually her bedroom.
Casey's walls were, like the Joker's painted green and purple. The reason why their bedrooms were exactly alike was because Casey's was adjoined to the Joker's by a purple door. It was through this that she discovered him still asleep. She looked up at the green smashed up clock that she had rescued from a pile of rubbish outside the warehouse. It was seven o'clock
which meant the Joker wouldn't me up for several hours today. That's the beauty of working nights Casey thought to herself. She walked out of her room and into the rec room. There she opened the fridge and found a cold pizza left over from last night still sitting there. She and three of the gang had become not friends as such but more acquaintance. As in they would stick together and order pizza, most nights and kill the delivery man or woman when they came. But they would blow each other apart if they had to.
Casey had learnt not to get to close to any of the gang as they, like she, were hired help and could be killed at the drop of a hat if the Joker wished it so. No one was safe in this line of work.
Casey carried the pizza to the moth eaten sofa and turned on the small twelve in screen.
"Welcome to the Gotham seven O'clock news with Jim Touch and now hears Jane Aco with today's top stories" said a male presumable Jim Touch sitting behind a desk. The picture switched to a dark skinned female with black hair wearing a black suit. "Today's top story is that the Clown menace known as the Joker has struck again last night as he blew up one Gotham's most prized banks. Fiona Emhart is at the scene."
"Thank You Jane. Last night approximately eleven thirty, the Joker and his notorious gang raided Gotham City bank, took all of the money that was stored inside the vault and blew up the whole bank killing thirty people inside and seriously injuring ten others despite Batman's attempts to save them. I have Commissioner Jim Gordon here. Commissioner Gordon, are you at all worried about the increased rate that the Joker is committing these crimes?" Asked the news reporter
"No at all, Fiona. We, down at the station believe that if the Joker carries on committing these crimes at this speed he will eventually slip up and then we will be able to catch him once and for all." Jim replied hastily.
The picture changed back into the news studio. "Thank you Fiona our next and last story is concerning the Joker's presumably right hand woman Casey the Queen of Clowns." This statement made Casey sit up and listen "Who is this female? And is she really as crazy as every one says? We are joined by Doctor Cossack a doctor at Arkham Asylum and a friend of Cassiopeia Jenner the doctor who was captured by the Joker six months ago and is now presumed dead. Good Evening doctor"
"Good evening Jane "said Doctor Cossack. Casey stared at the screen at her long lost friend. Casey hadn't even thought about any of her family since she ran away and it was people like Harry Cossack that kept her spirits up when she needed him to. You could have said that Harry was the closest thing Casey ever had to a boyfriend.
"So, who do you think Casey the Queen of Clowns is Doctor Cossack?"
"I believe that may actually be Doctor Cassiopeia Jenner in disguise"
"How did you reach that alarming conclusion doctor?"
"Well don't you think it's funny, that Cassiopeia Jenner goes missing and then two days later Casey the Queen of Clowns shows up. As you all know Cassiopeia was working with the Joker at the time of her disappearance so I believe that he manipulated her in such a way that she was obliged to join his group."
"Just one more question doctor, is Casey crazy?"
Maybe, who knows, I would love to have session with her."
"Thank you doctor"
"No thank you Jane"
Casey turned the TV off as the report ended. So Harry would like a session with her eh? Casey though. Well she would give him a session alright.