Just thought I'd write a Batman fanfic seeing as how I had to listen to my roommate's friend throw up on our carpet. Welcome to the college life.
I looked out at the crowd a feeling of overwhelming joy encompassing me. I watched as they placed the crown on my head announcing me as the new Miss Gotham. This was my dream realized. I would be able to participate in events and give young girls everywhere inspiration. This was truly the best moment of my life. I went through the rest of the motions of the ceremony before taking my leave, ready to go back to my flat and slip into my pajamas.
The limo drove up to the front of the building as I descended the stairs. One of the valets standing nearby held open the door for me as I slid into the vehicle. "Take me home, Chauncy." The driver pulled away from the building as I sank into my seat allowing relaxation to take hold of me. I clicked on the small television that was built into the limo and flipped through the channels till an image on one of the news stations caught my attention.
I looked closely at the screen as the reporter spoke. The image of a man is what caught my attention. He looked exactly like my driver. The reporter said he was found tied up in a warehouse. But if he had been tied up then who was driving me home? I repositioned myself in the limo trying to get a look at the driver. I was able to catch a glimpse of his face in the rear view mirror. After verifying that he wasn't Chauncy I reached for the phone. Very quietly I dialed the police only to hear no dial tone. The line had been cut.
I glanced out of the tinted window, he was driving too fast for me to jump out. My only option was to sit and wait and watch where he was taking me. I watched the scene around me change going deeper into the city and further from my apartment. The limo pulled to a stop in front of a warehouse. As soon as the engine was cut my door was slammed open and I was pulled roughly out. I struggled slightly only to receive a blow to my head. It didn't knock me out but it did leave me slightly dazed. A voice rang out ahead of me and they hustled me into the warehouse.
I was pushed into a chair and tied to it, which I thought was so original. From the shadows stepped forth a man. One I had seen numerous times on the news and had hopped I would never see in person. The Joker. He walked towards me that maniacal grin plastered on his face. He approached me and put his hand on my cheek. I pulled back only to have him grab my face and pull it towards his. "What do you want with me?" I spat out.
"Originally as bait for my latest plan. But after seeing you in person I'm thinking there might be something else I want from you." He laughed hysterically causing me to shudder where I sat. "You," he called out to a nearby henchmen, "Is everything ready?" The henchmen nodded in reply and a laugh of glee escaped the Joker. "Excellent, let's get started then." The lights around me started dimming and I suddenly found myself becoming light headed. My vision began blurring and before I knew it I was out cold.
When I awoke I was no longer in the warehouse but instead I was in a bedroom. A glance outside the window told me I was somewhere in the countryside. But where exactly I didn't know. The door to the room opened and in stepped no other than the Joker. "Ah you're awake." He strode closer to me and I pulled back closer to the headboard. It was then that I realized my clothes had been changed from my Miss Gotham dress to a skimpy nightgown. A nightgown that happened to bear the Joker's face on it. What a narcissistic guy.
"What did you do with my clothes?" I asked. I pulled the blankets closer around me not liking the way he stared at my body. He moved closer to me still now sitting on the bed with me.
"They're being cleaned. Anyway I thought you'd prefer to be in something a bit more comfortable." He said pulling the blanket from my shoulders. "I find this much more suitable on you."
I cringed back and tried to find a way to distract him. "What happened to the warehouse?"
"Batman of course. Always has to come in and ruin my fun. But I was able to bring you with me so I can still have some fun." He chuckled to himself.
"Where are we now?" I asked hoping something I said would sidetrack him from his current thoughts.
"We are in a house I've...acquired. Now enough of this. I'm ready to have a little fun, how about you?" He grabbed my wrist and pinned me underneath him just as the door opened again and a henchmen entered. He told the Joker that something required his attention, what exactly I didn't quite catch. The Joker grumbled angrily before climbing off the bed. "I'm sorry my dear we'll have to continue our fun later." He laughed again his creepy sadistic laugh, "Oh and don't bother trying to leave the house you'll be locked in."
He left the room laughing as I pulled the blanket back around me. I stumbled off of the bed and walked to the window gazing out upon the mountains that stood in the distance. Soon someone would come rescue me from here. Rescue me so that I do not have to live a life anywhere near the Joker.