Author's Note - Disclaimer: I do not own the dark knight, but I do own Aces and Jokers
"Wakey, Wakey!", detective Evans said mockingly running his baton back and forth across the cell bars. The Joker looked up, his eyes revealing that he hadn't slept for the past three days.
"What's the occasion?", the Joker asked a sinister smile spreading across his face.
"We're transferring you out of here, which is something to celebrate because we don't have to deal with your cocky ass anymore." The Joker stopped smiling, as the officer unlocked his cell and slapped hand cuffs over his wrists.
"And wherrrrrre exactly would tha-t be?" he asked Evans as he pushed him through a pair of doors, making their way to the vehicle storage.
"Arayo Asylum." He looked over to see none other than Jim Gordon and Batman waiting for him.
"Hey Bats how ya been?", the Joker laughed causing the guard to throw him into the back of a S.W.A.T. van and slamming the doors shut in his face.
Up front Gordon was driving with Evans in the passenger seat looking out the window.
"So where is Arayo Asylum in Gotham anyway?" the young detective inquired, curious as to where they were leaving the scum bag.
"It's not in Gotham, it's actually in our sister city Mahtog across the bridge" Jim answered shortly. Oh thought Evans. Mahtog was almost exactly like Gotham except for two big differences, one it had twice as much crime and two…its criminals were the most dangerous in the United States, even more dangerous than the Joker. No wonder why we were bringing him there, their Asylum must have tons more surveillance and military then Arkham. He stayed quiet for the remainder of the ride smiling to himself, lost in his thoughts of how they would horribly punish the Joker if he tried to escape.
They arrived after driving an hour. As they pulled up, sixteen guards surrounded the van, with bulletproof vests on, some wielding shotguns others SMG's. Gordon jumped out of the van and flung the back doors open revealing the Joker.
"Secure the prisoner" the commander stated. At the command every guard lifted their guns and aimed them towards the Joker.
"Tough crowd" the Joker giggled as five security officers grabbed him by the arms, yanking him out of the containment cell. They strapped him in a straight jacket and cuffed him to a dolly, wheeling him over to the door where two more guards were standing in military uniforms.
The commander slid his card into a scanner, then put his right hand against the wall. After a few moments the machine scanned his fingerprints and pricked his hand to check for living blood cells.
"Identification scan accepted" the wall exclaimed. Suddenly four sets of doors opened simultaneously as they wheeled the Joker into the facility followed by Gordon, Evans and Batman.
The Joker surveyed his surroundings, paying careful attention as to what turns they took and wings they went through. So far they had taken a left through the medical wing where an inmate was being stitched up from a bone that had been broken through the skin, exposing muscle tissue and tendons. Next they took another left onto what they called 'wing L' or light security as the tour guard explained which was where they kept criminals that had committed minor crimes like stealing and drug dealing. They then took a right passing down 'wing H' for heavy security, which seemed to hold criminals that committed first degree murders and forgery. The Joker didn't understand why they were only in heavy security and not better surveillanced. Finally they got into an elevator, went down and took an immediate right which landed them in another wing called 'S.S.S.' an acronym for surveillance, security and stability. In paradox to its name it was actually were the crazies and suicides were kept. Upon leaving it was another left.
"Which wing are you putting him in?" Batman's gruff voice echoed throughout the quiet building.
"Wing M" the guard replied as they took yet another left down a new hall way and through two double doors. The other side revealed three floors high of cells and according to the guard 1,694 security officers. The Joker made a loud whistle at that pretending to be impressed. Evans hit him in the back of the head with the butt of his baton.
"That wasn't very nice" the Joker said resulting himself into a fit of giggles.
"Come on, lets get him to his cell already" Gordon exclaimed getting tired of the Joker's actions. They unhooked him from the dolly and pulled him up to the third floor.
"Every cell has the prisoner's name on the outside so that if someone goes missing we know exactly who it is" the guard said looking at Gordon. They had walked half way down the steel pathway leading to their destination until their tour guide guard stopped dead in his tracks. The Joker looked up just noticing they had stopped walking.
"What's wrong?" questioned Evans, slightly irritated that they had stopped. The guard motioned to the cell at his right…..it was empty.
"Who's Ace?" Evans asked reading the missing inmate's name plate.
"Our deadliest and most dangerous criminal in the whole facility and the 50 states" said the guard whose name the Joker just realized was Bradley.
"Let's get him secure first then we'll look for this Ace character" stated Gordon who had just turned around to realize that Batman was already gone searching. As they continued down the gate path they took a right to the other side of the room, where a young girl was leaning against the wall across from an empty cell with nothing but a towel wrapped around her.
"What do you think you're doing?" Bradley yelled at the girl.
Gordon didn't understand why he had hollered at this girl that seemed no more than nineteen.
"I was observing our new inmate's cell" she replied, still staring at the empty cell. The Joker looked up realizing there was a female in the room now and his jaw would have dropped if he could have reacted. She was beautiful. He scanned her body over. She had straight black hair with deep crimson highlights. Her body was slender and curvy. She also had a slight tan and big baby blue eyes with perfect matching lips and nose.
"Your suppose to be in your cell, NOT greeting new prisoners!" Bradley was yelling again at the attractive female. She sighed clearly becoming annoyed by his actions.
"Charlie, Charlie, Charlie" she sighed again this time looking at him.
"Is that anyway to show our new friend how to socialize?" she batted her eyes innocently.
"I don't have time for games Ace" Bradley said coldly.
Wait this is Ace? Joker thought to himself. This is the most deadly and dangerous person in the 50 states? You've got to be kidding me! He started laughing, he couldn't help it. They're all afraid of this little girl!
Everyone looked over at the Joker, who was bent over laughing so hard that he had tears running down his face. Everyone except for Ace and Bradley who was giving her death glares while she just smiled mischievously back at him.
