Quickly, I'd like to give a warning to readers. This is going to be a dark story. Taking place mainly between the events of The Dark Knight and the Suicide Squad, this is going to attempt to reconcile the Joker that Ledger created with what we have seen of Jared Leto's. In this story, Suicide Squad along with the other new DC movies are in the same universe as the Nolan films. But in order to do that, Joker will have to change. Not his voice (Leto sounds scary similar to Ledger), but in actions. He's going to become a much crueler, much darker villain- although not to the lengths Frank Miller went for All-Star Batman.

Rated M for torture, violence, and occasional mention of sex and swearing. Also because you're going to be put into the mind of the Joker.

Now, without further ado...

Batman: Into Madness

Chapter 1: The Lucky Man

For the last ten years, I've been the happiest man alive. I'm Detective Harvey Bullock of the Gotham City Police Department. Or, at least I was. Really, that's the... No, no, no. That's not right. That's not where the story starts.

Let me try again. Ten years ago, Gotham's greatest threat was caught by the SWAT team that I was in command of. Although to be honest, the word "caught" isn't the best description of what occurred. He was trussed up like a Thanksgiving Day turkey, tied in a nice, neat bundle as a parting gift from Batman. Although his face was bloodied from the fight and he himself was hanging upside down, he was still laughing. Giggling manically. Like he knew some great secret that we didn't.

But we sent him off. They threw the son of a bitch into the deepest, darkest corner of Arkham Asylum. Only a handful of people ever saw him, and they were given strict orders not to talk with him. He's far smarter than the GCPD gave him credit for being, and talking with him could only end poorly.

And I didn't do too bad myself. As the SWAT team was from a specialized government group, they couldn't accept any part of the bounty offered for him. Technically, I shouldn't have either, but come on. This is Gotham.

Anyways, we threw him into a dark cell, locked the door and threw away the monster within. Gotham never truly forgot the reign of the Joker, but we buried it in our minds almost as deep as he was buried. Still, we would send someone from the GCPD to check on him every few months. Like I said, when we caught him, he acted like he knew some secret. One that we would never know. Or at least until today. Today marks the tenth anniversary of Joker's capture, and to celebrate it, the monster broke out of Arkham Aslyum. He's here now in fact, standing over my... No, I won't finish this.

Oh, why not Harv? I mean most of it is your own words. Taken right out of your diary. You know, the one with the ponies shooting glitter rainbows out of their asses on the covers.

You can kill me Joker, but you can't force me to read this.

Heh. I wasn't planning on killing you, not yet anyways. But if you insist...

There is a blood curdling scream, then a thump.

Uhg. Good help is so hard to find these days. And I lost the page he was on. Hey Harv, how far were? Oh, yeah, he can't answer. I would feel bad for the poor guy if he weren't... Dead.

Flipping of paper is heard.

Arkham, blah, blah. Blah, blah, Batman. Annnd, ah yes! Here we are. Ahem. Shoulder. He's going to kill me as soon as I finish reading this.

Did I really write that? Oops.

*Voice imitates Bullock. Poorly.* He wants to have a rematch with Batman. He says he knows about your 'fledgling bird' and that sometimes they need a good kick out of a tall tower. And just so that it's a fair match, he's going to give you five days to prepare. Best of luck may the best Joker win!

-voice recorder found by the body of Harvey Bullock inside his own home

So that's done. Comments and reviews are appreciated, and highly desired. Let me know what I can do to make this chapter better!