Hey so this is an OC and Joker fic, I am trying to stay true to his character from Batman Dark Knight but I know it may not be right on so sorry. Anyways, I am awful at spelling and grammar and all that stuff so sorry about any errors. ENJOY!
P.S: I OWN NOTHING (but my OC)
Summery- Megan is a emotionally disturbed girl, nobody is really there for her in her life leading her to cling to something, someone (The Joker X) After long years of being abused by her father fiscally and emotionally and only emotionally abused by her mother she doesn't see anything wrong in the jokers outburst as she tries to get closer to him. Will she change her ways and see she worth more than being slapped around or go follow him down the rabbit hole?
Walking home from work wasn't the best idea in Gotham but what choice do I have? My car broke down last week and none of the busses run this late. I pull up my hood of my jacket as I feel rain begin. Hearing a few feet moving from an alleyway I was passing by I pick up my pace not wanting a run in with anyone.
Right before I could pass the alleyway entice a man stops me.
"Hey girl" he walked very close to me.
I stumbled back catching myself.
"Can I help you?" I choke out.
"Yeah you can help me out" he laughs to his friend and makes a dirty gestured to his male parts.
I look away from the man horrified.
"Sorry no" I try to walk pass the two men but they didn't let me pass.
"Oh come on where you going?" Ask the second man.
Both men were skinny looked every addict to many things faces very pale and sickly.
"Go away!" I demand.
They both laugh at my act of bravery. Again I try to pass them this time one stood in front and the other behind.
"Come on I wanna show ya something" the first man told me.
"No, please I just want to go home" I told him not begged.
"I'll take you home baby" the second men lusted in my ear.
I squirm as his body was much too close to mine. My heart races scared to death of what these two men might do.
"Just get out of my way!" My voice is shaky.
I look over my shoulder trying to see if there was anyone around who might save me.
"Come here!" The second men said.
He grabbed my arm trying to hold me closer to him.
"NO!" I shouted and pushed him away.
"Hey don't be a bitch to my buddy girl, put out" the first men said.
Then he pushed me on to the alleyway floor I drop my bag. I move backwards for a moment then raise to my feet.
"Yeah girly put out" the second men followed my movements pulling at his belt.
Quickly I ran in to the alleyway more seeing no other option since the two men were blocking escape. My breath was heavy my heart was on fire.
"Hey got get her!" Yelled one of the men to the other.
Oh god I don't know my way around here and they sure as hell do. I heard the man's foot steps behind me not to far, I sharply turn a corner and see I'm at a dead end, quickly I duck beside a dumpster praying the lack of light hinds me. Feeling around I find a wooden beam good enough to beat someone with. The man passes me then stops dead in his tracks.
"Where'd ya go girly?" He laughs.
I try desperately to not breathe. He looks around and grabs a few things that could hind someone coming up empty he continues. I wait until his back is to me then I quietly jump out and slam the piece of wood hard on his spine bringing him to the floor. Again and again I hit him till the wood brakes in two.
I throw the remaining wood away and catch my breath sweeping my hair out of my face.
"You bitch!" Yells the other man as he steps in view of his beaten bloody buddy.
Crap I just tossed my only weapon out of my hand so I could breathe; it's not time to breathe yet there still him left! I cruse myself and know it's only a brick wall behind me nowhere to run. The man rushes me taking me to the ground I tried to hit him back tried to push him off but his body weight over powers mine. He grabs me and pulls me to the wall.
I cry out as his hands leave bruises everywhere he touches me.
"Stop please stop!" I cry out.
He just slaps me in the face shutting me up for a moment. I sob and continue to fight him harshly he grabs my hands with one of his and holds them over my head. I hear his belt come undone followed by his pants unbutton and unzip. Dear god please stop him please! I pray.
Tears roll down my cheek as the pig kisses my neck. I found no pleasure in this just pure pain and sorrow. Before anything went further the man gasps chocking on his own blood. I slid down the wall as the man who tried to take me was thrown to the other side of the alley.
I look up to my savior; the man was tall about six foot something pale from what I could see the moon light left basically everything to the imagination. With harsh hands he drags my up the wall pinning me by my throat with his hand. I squeak in fear. I blink many times trying to keep the water from ruining my vision.
I haven't notice till now the slight rain has turned in to a full of shower. His hand loosened my neck.
"Did you do that?" He asks pointing to the man who laid beaten on the floor.
I nod my head and faintly and say "yes"
He go's in to a fit of laughter slapping his knees. After long moment he stops laughing and tenses his stance.
"Little girls shouldn'T be out this late" he wagged his gloved index finger to me.
"No I shouldn't" I agree.
"You might find some trouble waiting for you around the corner" he smirked.
His face was still hidden as the shadows covered him.
"I did" I say softly my big eye widened like a child's.
He seemed confused by me.
"What happens to pretty girls who are out when the monsters are?" He purrs playing with me waiting for me to answer.
I took a moment to answer he wanted one I knew it he didn't want me to beg or ask what he wanted he wanted my answer so I gave it.
"They become ugly girls" my voice was low but I was confident in what I said.
This stranger who had me by the throat earlier should have scared me more however; I saw reasoning in him he wasn't going to do anything unless I made him.
"You ARE A BEAUTY!" he shouts. "You've got the blonde hair, blue eyes AND HELL WHAT A BODY!" He said talking with his hands. "Something as pretty as you shouldn't be ruined... Not yet" he mumbles the last bit. "Come on little girl before any one ssscarss your pretty face" he says holding his body close to mine using his gloved hands to trance a long smile to my cheeks.
I shiver at his touch. I nod and he leads me out of the alleyway. As we pass the two men who lay on the floor I see what has become of them. The one who tried to force himself on my laid on the ground with a long piece of wood sticking out of the back of his neck surround by his own blood.
My body went cold I've never seen a dead body before; I didn't know what to feel what to think. Then I truly didn't know what to do when I saw the man I was beating head was open showing his smashed brains on the floor. I killed him I really did. I don't feel bad for the men they were going to rape me but, but I feel something and I'm not sure what.
The man who saved me huffed and grabbed my hand pulling me alongside him obviously board with the sight of those men. I quicken my steps to keep up with his long strides. Finally we found ourselves out of the alley I grab my bag off the floor where I had dropped it then continue to follow the man.
"Thank you" I break the silence between me and the stranger.
He seemed indifferent to my thanks.
"Oh don't mention it" he said sarcastically.
After another moment of complete quiet he spoke.
"What-CHAss name blondie?" He spoke oddly.
"Megan" I try to talk as thou I wasn't scared as if I wasn't nearly rape.
I want badly to cry but I kept myself strong In front of this new friend.
"Little Meg" he mocks me.
"And yours?" I ask ignoring his insult.
"A-ah no, no" he says with a skip in his step.
"I told you mind" I protest.
"The way of the world" he talked with amazement in his voice. "It will take and never give"
I sigh. I couldn't deny his logic. As I look to the ground my feet following behind his it dawns on me where are we going?
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Huh-" he turns to look at me. "To your home, isn't that where you said you wanted to go?" He answered like a fact.
"Yes" I nod. "Homes right" I say pointing at the soon turn.
He nodded and turned right.
"Sooooooooooo meG! Why ouT so laTe?" He asks with his unique way of making every word fun.
I went to answer then cut myself off before I did.
"Huh, I'll answer after you tell me what you're doing out so late" I tell him.
He laughed "You catch on fast little Meg!" He said excited. "It's why I like you" he hissed.
I smile and wait for him to answer after a moment I grown inpatient.
"So?" I ask waiting.
"...I lookin for something... INTERESTING, FUN!" He said waving his hands explaining his enthusiasm.
I nod. He so full of life it's a joy to be around.
"Did you find it?" I ask. He turns fast on his heels I couldn't stop my step fast enough and walk straight in to him I look up his hands tightened on my shoulders he grin was large.
"Oh Meg, yesss, yes I did" his words hissed.
One of his hands traveled up to crease my cheek. He finally faced me since we've stepped in to a lighten street and with the light I saw his face. Handsome I would defiantly say with pricing toxic green eyes but what laid on top of his natural beauty scared me. A painted white face running off from the rain with black eyes from his brow to his cheek bone and painted scarlet lips that went to his cheeks the red laid on top of a scar the much resemble a smile.
knots twisted in my stomach. I didn't move from his embrace though.
"I-I think I no-know who you are" I studier.
The joker pop in my head he has been in the news lately for robbery a few days ago he was on the news it was the first time I saw his face.
"OOOh... Do ya know" he hissed like a snake. "Who am I?" He said fast his words nearly blended.
"You're..." It took me a moment to continue he seemed eager and I was trying to swallow my fear. "...The Joker" I breathe out with jagged breaths.
His head tilted to the side obviously thinking his hands were squeezing my arms tight I wanna to cry out from the pain instead I kept my cries inside but they burn my throat trying to escape. Quickly his body jumps backs from him as he goes's in to a Hysterical fit of laughing, almost doubling over.
"Ah-wow-ha-ha-hehe!"
I stood still keeping my face unaffected by his strangeness, very much on the inside though I was scared to death of him. He regains his composure standing straight and waves me to follow him so I did.
"Left" I say lowly giving him Direction to my home.
He continued the way I told him not making another sound. Why is he here, can't I get a break tonight? Finally we made it to my house; I wanna to cry out 'thank the lord!' But didn't this stranger, the joker still might do something.
"Here we are" I smile walking on the first of three steps to my one story fully bricked house.
He stood right in front of me with a sideways smile as our height was still nowhere close to meeting. He took one step forward I took one back this game continued in unison till my back found my front door. He still smiled devilishly as he took a step forward and I had nowhere to go so finally as he wanted so many steps before our body's are pinned together.
"You are pretty" he purred.
His gloved hand pulled my hair from the messy lose bun it was in before, he straightens my wet strands, side sweep over my right shoulder going slightly passed my breasted. My heart quickened I swear you can hear it, my breath short I tried to not gasp for air and my body burning for him to be closer.
"Let me see a smile" he commanded.
I could hear the victory in his voice he knows he's bring me want for him and he loves it. My lips twirl in to the smile he commanded from me it felt natural perhaps I have been wanting to smile for awhile now.
"Ah-awe oh what a pretty girl" he cooed mockingly.
One of his hands runs down my jaw line finding my chin picking it up with his index finger. The rubber of his gloves felt cold on my face making me want to shiver. I held my smile as I see his face; it is still shadowed by the lack of light.
"What a pretty smile" his voice went dark demented.
I drop my smile seeing in to his eyes he looked wild about ready to snap. I tighten scared of what this man might do next. How have I been so stupid to let him so close to me. I tried to rip my face away from his never ending gaze but he wouldn't let me.
With one hand he held my chin and my jaw in his hand not letting my gaze leave his. He tightened making me cry out in pain.
"Sh-shhh" He hushed me. "Where'd that smile go?" he roared in my ear. "Let's see a smile" his voice burned.
I tried to fake one but his fingers dug in to my skin before I could making me cry out again.
"Stop" I mustered out. "You're hurting me"
He licked his lips shaking his head to get his wet hair out of his face.
"Meg, little Meg" he spoke in breaths. "Why so serious?" he smacked his lips as he asked.
I tremble then I stood very still eyes widened as I felt metal in my mouth. A small blade he held there as his other hand still held my neck now bruising me.
"Let'ssss make a SMILE on that pretty face MEG!" he hissed and yelled some words.
I searched his eyes for any reasoning any compassion. He seemed lost somewhere else licking the inside on his cheeks I'm guessing feeling his own scars. I take a deep breath and smile to him it wasn't big and it looked very shy of a smile but it still was a smile.
He took the blade out of my mouth and I struggled to hold that smile. His hand that was once almost choking me now rubs my neck with the back of his hand. A smile that's all he wanted. We stood there for a long time like this.
"I want to go to bed" I tell him softly.
He tilted his head then nodded and released me from his grasp. He steps back and I quickly find my keys in my bag as I did I felt his eyes on me. I unlock the door and turn to him.
"Goodnight" I tell him.
He didn't reply just stood there very close. His eyes looked sad and full of many emotions it softened my idea of him quickly. This man needs help needs compassion, obviously he's been hurt. I sigh and show some compassion.
"I like your smile" I say reaching my hands to the ends of his lips tracing his scars till they ended. "Thank you for tonight"
And with not more than a second I turned in my house and shut the door locking it. I quietly walk through my house not wanting to wake my dad or mom till I finally enter my room, clicking on the light I kick off my shoes and throw my bag across my room in a fit of anger. I still didn't cry though I've made enough noise as it is throwing my bag. I tore off my pants then my plain mans t-shirt I shake my hair as water drips out. Slipping out of the rest of my underclothing I grab my bathrobe and lay down in my bed. I stare up at my glowing stars finally letting some thoughts come in my head.
I nearly got-got raped to night by a bunch of junkies, I killed one of the said junkies. I didn't know I had that in me, should I feel bad that man had a life, a life of hurting other girls. I don't feel bad for either one of those pigs they had it coming. That man, the Joker I had trusted him too much, why?
He robes and hurts people yeah that's bad but he also killed that pig, he saved me. He's misunderstood, and obviously needs help, I know he's crazy because of how he turned on me after saving me but how his brain thinks isn't his fault. Men snap crazy or not men hurt girls every once in a while if the girls admit it or not, I can't hold everything against him. He saved me.
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