Zsasz.

Note: Okay... so basically I'm going to be writing a story a day of Jester and how she interacts with the other rogues. So, every single rogue and I am going to write a story about all of them and how Jester is with them. Call me crazy, I know what I am about to do to myself. :D Please leave a review!

Gotham's industrial district was one of the darkest places in the city, also one of the most dangerous. Being run by a mob boss didn't help much.

Every where you walked there was at least one thug per street or ally, but now, ever since the wall went up around half of Gotham to create Arkham City, the population of thugs had grown.

Jester wasn't that put off by that fact, especially since they worked for Joker, the man she worked for also.

What she did mind however, were the constant bat shaped interruptions in business and the bat shaped holes and punches throughout the steel mill.

But recently, a much more sinister thing had begun to occur. People had been going missing.

At first it was believed that they had been beaten up by Batman and were still unconscious, but once they had been missing for two days, others began to suspect Strange. Claiming they saw his TYGER guards dragging the poor idiots off.

But when the first body appeared, posed next to a pay phone, all of that was forgotten and the people of Arkham City suddenly realised the very real danger they were in.

Zsasz.

The name alone made Jester shudder. She'd met Victor before and afterwards, she didn't want a repeat visit from him for a very long time.

For one, he was creepy. For two he would kill you without reason, but Jester scrubbed this idea since she released who she worked for, but the main reason was… the man was so depressive. After speaking with him, Jester felt like she wanted to jump off a bridge, it was so… boring and agonisingly slow!

But, she had a very bad feeling that she would meet up with him, despite how much she didn't want to.

By the looks of things, today was the day that jester saw him again.

He was in an ally, posing one of his recent 'liberations' while carving a mark into his skin.

Jester watched from the shadows. She wanted him to leave, she was not in the mood to talk to the walking executioner.

"I know you're there little girl. Come out, I won't hurt you," Zsasz called, in that creepy voice of his.

Jester shuddered and came out of the shadows. "Hey Zsasz!" she greeted with a smile. "What Ya' doing?"

"Freeing another Zombie from their worthless existence," Zsasz answered bluntly as he walked over to her.

Jester sighed and looked up at the tally covered man. He wasn't very tall, but he was still taller then her.

If it weren't for the tallies and that creepy voice of his, Zsasz, with all that money he… had, could've been a real lady killer.

Jester paused in her thinking. Wait… he is a lady killer…. just the wrong sort on sooooo many levels.

Zsasz was watching her while he played with his knife, stroking his finger tips across the tip, while keeping his icy blue eyes focused on Jester.

"So, what do you think of Arkham City?" asked Jester, she was trying to distract him from his knife. The way he was looking at her and they way he was stroking that knife of his… well, Jester, who had experienced many a psycho, knew all too well that that look meant danger.

"I think it has improved by liberating. There are so many lost soles in this place. All of them are begging for my knife. They crave it. To be rid of their horrible existence that causes them so much pain," Zsasz said smiling at her, while he tapped the top of his knife.

Jester forced a smile on her face. "I think if you asked them properly they would disagree with you," she laughed. But it was forced.

Zsasz tilted his head to the side and smiled. "Would you like to be liberated little girl? I know how much you have suffered, so why would you want to suffer any more? Come here, let me cure you," Zsasz growled as he took a step towards Jester.

Jester began to back away. "Ya' know… as nice as that sounds… it would really mess up my schedule, I mean… those idiots you keep killing aren't going to order themselves around and I have so much to do and no real time to d o it in…" she turned tail and sprinted as fast as she could, Zsasz close behind her.

If there was ever a time she really wished Batman would come by on his nightly destructive path… it was now.

She turned around and her eyes widened as she realised just how close Zsasz was.

Now she really wanted the bat to come, so he could plant one of his bat shaped punches, right in the middle of Zsasz's forehead.

Sprinting as fast as she could, Jester flipped on top of a dumpster and somersaulted onto a platform, before jumping onto a near by rooftop and running over to the nightly hang out the rest of Joker's crew, the ones who weren't on duty, would be, partying or betting. But it was the safest place right now, because there would be people there.

Jester jumped to the ground ran towards the door, slammed it open and slammed it shut, before leaning against it and breaving heavily.

"What's up little J?" asked Micky. One of the only thugs she liked and talked to on a regular basis.

Jester waved him off and held a finger up to say 'gimme' a minute'.

Micky nodded his head in understanding and Jester quietly walked over to one of the bar stools and sat on it, before slamming her head onto the work top.

That was why Jester hated talking to Zsasz. The guy was a freaking maniac! Granted so was she… but come on! At least she didn't kill everyone she saw.

A drunken thug placed a hand on her hip and began to lean closer to her, before Jester pulled her knife out of her pocket and quietly reminded him who it was he was touching.

With a yelp the man ran away to the other end of the room.

Street thugs Jester could handle, Zsasz… not so much.

THE END.

Note: Okay so that's the first one. I'm going to do Killer Croc next. I hope you like it! :D