Disclaimer

I obviously do not own Batman or the Joker.

Author's Note

So I was very bored one night and wrote this. I am working on a Chapter Two and it is already way longer than this chapter so I apologize for how short this one is. I also should mention that it is my first Batman fanfiction so I am still just getting a grasp on writing them.

P.S: Yes I know there is a similar occurrence in the comics when they have to figure out which past is real of the Joker's. However I didn't know of that at the time and I think this is a completely different situation with very different origin tales. For example, none of these are going to involve a robot.

Chapter One: The Yesteryear Game

There was six bright red doors.

Batman remained tied up to a chair as he faced these six red doors. He knew that whatever laid behind them would either be horrifying or deadly. Or some poor kidnapped victims he would have to save. The Dark Knight ceased struggling as he heard someone enter the room from behind him. His head turned to see The Clown Prince of crime skipping up beside him.

"You up batsy? Good!" The Joker yelled happily as he stood in front of him with a twirling new cane. "Ya don't get anything from sleeping in all day! Especially when there are games to play."

"What games?" Batman growled, demanding answers despite his helpless condition.

"Haven't really decided on a name yet." The Joker admittedly sounding sheepish. His hand stroked his chin in fake deep thought. "Guessing Game? Who's behind door number six-?"

"If you got hostages Joker then let them go!"

"Shhhh you haven't let me explain the rules yet. It's very simple and easy. Especially for the world's greatest detective such as yourself!" his left hand gestured to the bat wildly. "Recently you nagged me and nagged me about my real past. You didn't buy the whole pregnant wife got shocked to death story. So I made up some new ones!" he yelled happily.

"Joker I don't want to hear anymore lies." Batman warned.

"Only most of them are lies!" Joker promised. "One of them... Is the truth."

"What are you talking about?"

"A chance for you to understand me, my dear bat. I will give you six possible pasts that led me to that unfortunate chemical accident. Only one of them will be true though! I'm curious to see if you can find the truth amongst the lies. Sounds fun right?"

"What's behind the doors?" Batman asked, not sounding excited for the game in the slightest.

"Ghosts from the past."

"You said only one is real." he reminded.

"Yes yes!" Joker said in a annoyed tone as he waved a dismissal hand. "- I did! Okay! Five random unlucky players and one ghost from the past."

"They don't have to be a part of this." The vigilante said. "You can give me the scenarios and let them go."

"Pfff what?" Joker asked before letting out a laugh. He couldn't speak for a couple of seconds as he allowed himself to indulge in the laughter. "-and what's a game if it doesn't have stuff at stake?! HahaHA ha no if you guess correctly then yeah of course I'll let them go batsy! But and very important, guess wrong? Then all these ghosts are going to be just that. Ghosts. So whatcha say bats? Ready for door one?"

"What is this really about?"

"I'm just putting your detective skills to the test darling. - and I have been very creative with my fake past stories here of late. I just haven't had a chance to share them!"

"Write a book."

Joker gave a small shake of the head, not giving any time to think on the idea. "No I'm a man of action. Besides who better to share them with than my best friend in the whole wide world?"

"I'm not your friend." Batman said.

The clown acted shocked and hurt by this revelation. His mouth dropped agape and his hand went to his heart. A gasp was also added for effect. "Oh you wound me!" he said. "It's of no matter though. The show must go on. I fear our participates are falling asleep." The Joker twirled where he stood to face the first door. He raised the cane in his hand and pointed to it.

"Door number one, please?"