Okay Guys, This is my first fan fiction, so I'd like to introduce myself, My name is Abbie, and I'm 13 Years old, I get obsessed with characters from films very very easily, My last obsession was Jasper Hale from the Twilight Saga, I am currently obsessed with The Joker, from The Dark Knight, nice huh? xD I'm gonna get started before I forget the storyline, I going to talk the setting out for you, We're in Arkham As
Listen to Ashley Tisdale – Masquerade when you read this :D
And Here… We… Go:
Chapter 1: Welcome To The Madhouse
J awoke to the screaming of the patient in the opposite cell; Drake didn't feel like taking his meds today, hmm? He sat up and rubbed my eyes, the doctors were trying to restrain the patient long enough to inject his vein with a substitute for his medication, "That's not gonna happen" the Joker mumbled through soft chuckles, two white walls, two strong flexi-glass sheets, he could see the other disturbed patients moaning to themselves through the thick sheets of glass between the different cells, his white cramped cell seemed to get smaller the more time he spent in it, which was a lot. J turned and swung his legs over the bars of the cot, the cell on the right side of him was empty, Ricky had occupied that cell, he'd only seen him last night, a pretty, brown haired nurse was changing the sheets on the bed, which only meant one thing, a newbie, the sheets she was laying on the bed were pink, a girl, oh, this is gonna be fun… he laughed and stood up…
J outstretched my arms, and dragged his fingers through his hair, incredibly messy… as always, walked to the small mirror, which lay on the table in the corner of the room, next to the pots of greasepaint and where a deck of cards lay, and ran the tips of his fingers across the scars on his face, tracing some sort of freakish grin, and smiled wildly at the handsome man staring back at him in the mirror. he picked up the pot of white greasepaint and dipped his fingers into the vivid, bold colour, and smeared it around his face, once his face was covered, he picked up the pot of black and coloured huge circles around his eyes, and grabbed the blood-red greasepaint and traced his deep scars, done. I want to leave my cell…
The same nurse that was in Ricky's ex-cell hurried into the Joker's room on her toes, carrying a small medication tray "Good morning" She attempted to be the cheery morning person, and failed, In a hurry, hmm? She practically shoved the pills down his neck and was about to walk out the door until he choked out the question on his lips, "who's the newbie?" he winked at her, bah, the only way to get these whores to answer any questions, She smiled and started to blush, "Sorry Hun, Classified information, you'll meet her when she arrives, which will be in about..." Damn… She looked down at the watch strapped to her wrist, "Three hours time" she turned and started to leave the room.
"Can't Wait…" he mumbled under his breath, as he followed her into the 'Good Behaviour Lounge' and went to sit down on an empty seat, the paranoid blonde chick was across at the other side of the room from him, crouched in the corner of the room as if to say, 'Please Don't Approach Me' Fun Time… J loved messing with the patients who suffer from bad paranoia, its funny to watch the them squirm under his emotionless stare, J lives simply for messing with the minds of Arkham's occupants.
Will came and sat next to him on the opposite bench, he'd never liked William much, but he never had a boring moment, he's always incredibly bouncy, excited over the slightest thing, which made him a loose cannon, the nurses feared him, just because they cant handle him, they fear the Joker because apparently he's too unpredictable… dangerous even. The first time J met William, he might as well have been jumping off the walls, the nurses we're advised to put him in a straight jacket, but he was running around the grounds of Arkham, This guys a riot
"Heeeeey Dude!" Will deafened J with his high pitched voice.
"Hmmf" he really couldn't be bothered to talk today…
"Drake's been moved downstairs ya'know?" Now that caught my attention… not.
"And…?" This was starting to get annoying…
"Well, apparently you told Drake that we're given pills so that the docs could clone us or s'mthin"
J roared with laughter, and shifted his eyes from side to side… "Yeah, that might have happened"
"Nice One Bro!" And patted his shoulder… Goddamnit! Stop being so freakin' touchy!
"Has Ricky been moved?" J cut him off. How would he know?
"He's been moved alright, he's been put in prison, he was well enough to leave"
"Oh…" he moved in his seat, "I had fun messing with that guy…"
"Well he's gone now… too bad" His smile dropped a little, he was close to Ricky. too… bad… what the hell, was I on dr. Phil or somethin'? no! so stop treating me like that! Sheesh.
"Hmm" and turned away from him, J was watching TV on the plasma, but his mind was else where… a few minutes of silence passed…
"Ooooh! You like Alisha?" he followed J eyes. Blonde, Paranoid, Little Alisha… Pah, she's a loser.
The Joker looked at him like, wtf? "is that her name?"
"What? The blonde girl, over there…" he pointed to the corner of the room.
"Oh, Her? Nah, I just like messing with the paranoids"
"Ok." He turned back to me, "That's cruel, her family got murdered, she's attempted suicide loads of times, she doesn't need to be watched by a freak like you."
"Pahahahaaa! Freak? Why yes, I am a freak. I've heard that one way to many times, its lost the torture, lost allll its meaning, no-one can hurt me with it" he grabbed the collar of William's Arkham orange jumpsuit, and pulled Will towards him, their faces were real, real, close, and he was shaking, absolutely terrified, he damn right should be. "Get some new material, kid, I would have ripped your tounge out for that, but I want to be out of my cell for the arrival of the newbie, so I'm gonna let you off." J pushed him back into his seat by his jumpsuit collar and turned back to the TV. The other patients must have been staring, because they all went back to what they were doing before the 'friendly debate' happened. That solves one problem, now I know what ticks little William off. Will got up and went to sit somewhere else, avoiding the Joker, J chuckled at him, he sat on the floor, staring at 'Alisha'. Like he said, she doesn't need to be watched by a freak like me, but what about you, hmm?
He stared aimlessly at the television in the corner of the room for another hour or so. Thinking, searching his mind for the invisible blueprints of his escape plan.
J got put back into my cell so that he could be fed the greasy crap, Dr. Jerry Arkham, Called food. He stared at the white concrete ceiling… who knew what time it was? After his so called, meal, he took his deck of cards out of the box, and went through them, ripping each card into confetti and throwing it over himself, he'd went through most of the box, until he came across the Joker card, J smiled at it and held it above his head, looking at every tiny detail, he left his trance, stood up and got down from his high cot, walked over to the table and placed the one remaining card on it's surface.
The nurse that was in the Joker's room a few hours earlier, was giving the 'yet to be named' girl a tour of the madhouse's grounds, she walked past his cell, he could hear her.
"This is the cell you'll be living in until further notice, there's another patient in the room next to you, so we'll be putting up a curtain." the nurse waited for a reply, no answer, "I'll let you check that out once I've shown you the rest of the grounds" her boring voice faded as they walked down the corridor of the second floor. Stupid bitch, there's already a curtain there. Ricky's ex-cell had been the last one on the corridor, so he had three concrete walls and only one flexi-glass wall, facing J's cell, Lucky Him. he kicked the thin pillow onto the floor along with his light blue blanket, tipping the confetti onto the ground.
J lay back on his bed, closed his eyes and waited for sleep…
Yahh! I know! Short chapter, I promise the next ones gonna be waaay longer!
Review! xD don't ask, I just put dr. phil for no apparent reason.