So, this is my first TDK Fiction. I hope you enjoy.
Summary: Joker had never anticipated her to be like this, she was just another hostage or so he had thought. But then what caught him were her scars. How did she get them? Why did she get them? Who did this to her? He thought she could simply answer these questions however... the only problem was she had amnesia.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own charcaters.
Chapter 1: Patient 2461
Normal POV
On the mid-levels of Gotham Hospital stood a nurse reading the profile of a very peculiar and enigmatic patient. Many of the doctors struggled with this patient and had little faith in her recovering.
Patient number 2461: Female, 5"6, Black hair, Golden eyes, pale white skin. Suffers from amnesia, communication problems, lack of understanding and possible personality change. Name: Unknown. Origin: Unknown. Age: Unknown. Family & Friends: Unknown.
Found in backstreet alley with severe head injuries, several broken ribs, heavily damaged limbs, deep cuts on face (cheeks cut wide open) and cuts to throat (not fatal).
The nurse blinked and looked over at the women sitting up in the bed who was staring back at her like how a child would do when their curiosity is peaked.
The boldest feature on her face were her scars which made her look as if she had a large mouth: they were perfectly straight as if the person who did this to her had taken their time to actually measure how long and deep the scars on each side of her mouth would be.
The scars reached just over half way into her cheek so when she smiled it would look like a menacing smirk but when she had a poker face on it would look like a straight line.
"Miss? Miss, are you okay? The nurse leaned back, intimidated.
"Excuse me, but I would rather you don't talk to her" A feminine voice echoed form the end of the corridor.
The nurse squeaked and stood straighter "My deepest apologies, Dr. Adams."
"It's okay, just don't talk to her" a women with a doctor's coat and a clipboard walked over to them.
The nurse stared back at Dr. Adams in surprise. She was beautiful (for a doctor). She had chocolate brown hair with matching brown eyes, with a slender body frame. Her long elbows length hair came down in waves which made her face look dainty.
Dr. Adams caught her staring "Oh, is there something on my face?"
The nurse jumped "Ah, no, no there's nothing on your face"
Dr. Adams nodded "Can you please send this to the reception up ahead, thank you" she quickly scribbled something on before handing it to the nurse; who quickly and quietly left.
"Hey there, how are you doing?" Dr. Adams took a seat next to the patient.
She perked up "I's doing fine. What about you?"
"I'm very good, thank you for asking. Tell me, have you remembered anything yet?"
"Hm?"
"Have you had any recollections?" Dr. Adams leaned forward
She shook her head childishly "I's remember nothing"
Dr. Adams frowned.
"She's a lost cause Sandra. It's best if you leave her" a much older male Caucasian doctor passed "We couldn't find anything on her and with her wounds healing up we're gonna have to let her go, even if she's suffering Long-term memory loss"
"But where will she go?" Dr. Adams stood up "She'll die out there in her condition, you know that, you all know that"
For the past few weeks the other doctors had all suggested letting the patient go but only Dr. Adams had wanted to keep her. They just wanted this mysterious girl off their hands: all except for Dr. Sandra Adams.
"You could take her home with you if you want, it's not illegal" the doctor passed on leaving her alone with her patient.
Dr. Adams huffed "Well, looks like you're coming with me patient 2461" she looked over at her.
"Ah, will I get desert?" She beamed "Will I? Will I?"
"If you behave" Dr. Adams winked
"Okay" Dr. Adams winced, her voice was childish and slightly high pitched.
The first day Dr. Adams had set eyes on this patient she was determined to help her.
She had heard rumours of a patient that had long-term memory loss and eerie scars on her face which made her look almost demonic.
Even having heard the rumours, she was still surprised when she first met her. After all it's not every day you find a patient who looks like a maniac yet has the personality of that of a child's.
Dr. Adams was even more surprised by the way she talked and interacted with people and objects. It seemed that not only had her memory been damaged but also her personality: from afar the patient looked like a stoic little girl but up close where you can interact with her you would learn she loves to smile and be optimistic.
Most of the doctors believed her to be acting however only the most observant could tell that this women was not acting but was simply behaving like herself.
Even an imbecile could tell that this women was not acting when it came to food. Every time someone would bring her, her food she would ask for pudding or desert or even some chocolate.
She was a child in the body of a full grown women.
What disturbed people the most was the way she smiled: it reminded them of a certain… sociopath.
It had been several months since patient 2461 had arrived in the emergency room and the day finally came when she was discharged. Dr. Adams had brang in her own clothes so that the patient could wear them for now, she promised her they would go shopping to get her own clothes to wear, not that the patient cared what she was wearing.
She was happy to have left the Hospital in months, it was refreshing almost.
When Dr. Adams' half day shift ended that Friday at half past one they left the hospital to go to the mall but before that, Dr. Adams treated the patient to a surprise.
An Ice cream shop.
The moment her eyes laid on the ice cream she bounced up and down in her spot "Ice cream! Ice cream!" She giggled.
She chose a double strawberry scoop ice cream with chocolate syrup "Yum, yum!" she sighed in satisfaction.
After they finished their ice creams they set off for the bank to get some cash.
"Now remember, hold my hand and don't let go" Dr. Adams felt like she was talking to a six year old child.
"Okai!" the women smiled.
Dr. Adams had given the patient black skinny jeans, along with a skin tight black long sleeve plain top with a red leather jacket. Her beautiful hair was in two cute pony tails and to top it all off she gave her two bracelets with golden bells on them to wear on each wrist.
As they entered Dr. Adams was surprised that no one stared at them, not that she was bothered by it, but then she did notice that this women who she was holding hands with may probably have been in her late twenties but looked young enough to be her daughter. It was hard to tell how old she really was.
As she walked over to the man behind the screen she noticed the women was skipping slightly.
"Hi, how may I help you?" the man glanced at the patient but luckily she was wearing a thick purple wool scarf around her neck which covered most of her face including her scars.
"Hi, I would like to-"
Dr. Adams was interrupted by a gunshot, she immediately dropped to the ground pulling patient 2461 with her. Her heart sank as she recognised the man who was holding the shot gun.
"Well good afternoon ladies and gentlemen" his nasally voice rang out
Dr. Adams squeezed the patient's hand tightly. It was hard to tell patient 2461's expression as she was still wearing the scarf but Dr. Adams had a feeling that she was still smiling like this was all normal. She pulled her to her side closer still holding hands, Dr. Adams knees shook with fright.
Joker's men scattered around some went to the vaults and some stayed with Joker pointing guns at anyone they could find; everyone was shaking in fear but only patient 2461 remained calm, happy even, and that's what made her stand out.
The men had walked around for some time laughing and threating the poor people on the floor while Joker was walking around almost as if he was trying to pick someone however that came to a halt when a familiar sound came into earshot.
Sirens were closing in which made Joker turn to one of his men "Who was in charge of the alarms?"
"He was, boss" the goon pointed across to another who was standing next to Dr. Adams and the patient.
"You sure?" Joker asked
"I think so" the man shrugged
"Very well" Joker shot the man next to the patient and he fell with a loud thud right next to her.
Joker squinted to see her reaction but found her calm, she wasn't even shaking, he furrowed his brows and walked over to her.
"Hi there" he kneeled down
She cocked her head, closed her eyes and smiled, the tips of the scars were visible but could have been mistaken for as the tips of her mouth "Hi, hi"
Dr. Adams' eyes widened and pulled her closer, but that didn't go unnoticed by the Joker.
"Oh look, you're holding hands" He grinned
"Boss, we're done!" One of his men called.
"Hm" The Joker turned his head slightly "Okay, get ready to leave boys"
But just as the men started to leave and Joker was going to continue with the patient a dozen cops came in and aimed their guns "Freeze!" one ordered.
Joker grabbed the patient and pulled her to her feet, pulling a knife to her throat "Ah, ah, ah, let's not get hasty"
Dr. Adams leaned forward and reached out for the patient but Joker was quickly stepping backwards to the exit and to the back of the van.
"No! Please let her go!" Dr. Adams pleaded
"Can't. I was going to take her anyway" Joker laughed before dashing towards the doors.
He threw her in the back before jumping in and closing the doors shut. The van skidded before racing off.
Dr. Adams ran after them; the patient leaned over to the window and waved "Bye bye"
Soon when Dr. Adams was no longer in site the patient looked around "Where we going?" she cocked her head cheerfully, sitting on the floor.
Some of the men looked at her like she was crazy, Joker simply smirked "Can't tell you"
The patient's smile fell underneath the scarf "Why?"
"Because… you'll have to guess" Joker leaned on his elbows whilst she was on the floor.
"Guess?" she put her hands together.
"Yeah, guess, say uh aren't you scared?" Joker licked his lips
"Nope" She shook her head childishly again.
"Not even a little bit?"
"No"
The men glanced at each other all thinking how in the world this women wasn't scared of the infamous Joker.
One of the men cuffed her hands in front of her, she looked down at her hands like how a cat looks at a dot of light "What this?" she leaned over to Joker holding out her hands.
"These are what we call cuffs, it's just in case you decide to run" Joker patted her on the head to see if she would let go of the act.
"Why would I's run?" She blinked, looking up at Joker.
Some of the men gaped at her before one in the corner responded "Because we're gonna kill you, stupid!"
"I's not stupid, you stupid, swine!" The patient turned her head and nodded, he scars almost revealed themselves in the process.
"Why you little-" he was about to back-hand her but Joker raised a hand giggling.
"Hey, I like you, what's your name?" He leaned on his elbows again.
"Name?" the patients eyes flew back onto Joker's.
"Yeah, your name? Like my name is Joker"
The patient brought a hand to her chin, pondering before answering "I's not have name"
"You don't have a name?" Joker asked pretending to be surprised "Well, what did that sister of yours call you?"
"Sister?" the patient scrunched her face up in confusion.
"Yeah, that women with you at the bank" Joker nodded.
"Oh, You's mean Dr. Adams" the patient smiled closing her eyes.
"She's your doctor?" Joker frowned
"Yep" she nodded
"Well, what does she call you?" Joker leaned back
"Patient 2461" the patient looked down to her fingers and counted them.
"I think she's not right in the head" one of the men whispered.
"Yeah she must've got hit on the head or something" another agreed pointing to her head.
"No, I's not crazy but I's got hit on head real bad" she laughed.
"Shut up-"one goon went to shut her up but Joker 'hushed' him.
"Hey, women, why don't you tell me upstairs?" Joker had put a hand around one of the men's mouths so that they would be quiet.
"Upstairs?" she cocked her head
"Yeah" the van stopped "Come on" he grabbed her cuffs and pulled her out.
The men started to enter the abandoned hotel with all the loot whilst Joker dragged the patient upstairs to his room. He closed the door behind.
He pulled out his switch-blade to see her reaction but she was unfazed "Hey, uh, why don't you drop the act?" Joker licked his lips.
The patient looked into her hands then around her feet "What act? I's not holding anything"
The Joker grabbed her throat and pushed her into a corner "Now, uh, it would be wise to stop because this is a really bad joke" Joker licked his lips again, calmly.
"You bad man" she frowned playfully "You make this one upset" she pointed to her heart.
"No, uh, you bad girl for acting like a child" Joker growled, he was going to play her game just a little longer or so he thought.
He may have not been angry visibly but inside he wanted to slit her throat; why was she not afraid of him? He yanked her scarf off to get a better shot but his anger diminished when he saw all her scars on her face and even the light scars on her neck.
He let her go "How'd you get those, beautiful?" he nodded towards them.
The patient glanced down "I's not know" she smiled looking back at him "I's had the scars since as long I's could remember"
He slid the switch blade away "And how long was that?"
The patient looked up at the ceiling and put a finger to her lip "A month?"
The Joker stared at her for a moment, taking her in before his train of thought was interrupted.
"It's rude to stare" the patient pointed to his chest.
"Oh, my apologies" Joker bowed his head, grinning.
"Hey, how about" he licked his lips "You uh tell me more about yourself" Joker suggested as he closed the distance between them.
Like an innocent and gullible child she smiled "Okay"
They walked over to a messy table filled with maps and articles that Joker simply pushed off carelessly "You can sit here" he pointed to a chair "And I'll sit here" he pulled another chair closer.
"Ah is it story time?" she exclaimed
"Yeah, story time" Joker replied slowly
She took a seat and looked up at him straight into his eyes: Joker noticed not once had her eyes travelled down to his scars and she did not even look at him in disgust or fear. Not even once.
"So, what's your name, beautiful?" Joker leaned on his elbows
"I's not have name" she was still smiling.
"Oh, come on you can tell me" he encouraged her.
She shook her head "I's would if I's could remember it"
"You can't remember your own name?" Joker arched a brow.
"Nope" she knocked on her head "I's got big bad hurt on head and got am- amne-"
"Amnesia?"
"Yeah, amnesia."
"So, what do you remember?" Joker asked highly amused
"How I's got this big bad hurt" the patient knocked on her head again, beaming.
Joker's smile didn't waver "Do you now?"
"Yeah, I's was in a dark place and I's was-"unfortunately she was cut off when there was a hesitant knock on Joker's door.
"What do want?" Joker spat.
"Boss, here's your food" the henchman waited outside only to find a big surprise.
When Joker opened the door, the goon's mouth opened into a 'o' shape when he saw that not only was the hostage girl was still alive but had deep disturbing scars on her face.
She cocked her head "Hi hi"
Joker pulled him in, he grabbed the pizza box and set it on the table and made the man stand in front of the patient "What's the matter? You look nervous. Is it her? Is it her scars?"
He trembled, he should have known better than to stare at the girl's scars that are similar to the Joker's: today was his death day "No boss, just wondering-"
"Wondering?" The Joker laughed "Wondering what?"
"I was wondering why she… was still alive" he whispered
"What? I couldn't hear you. Say that again louder" Joker cupped his ear
"I was wondering why…" he gulped "She was still alive."
Joker slit his throat and the man choked on his own blood, soon he died since Joker had made sure to cut his Jugular.
He called for one of his other men.
"Yes boss" one entered the room only this time this man was quick to hide his surprise as Joker's back was to him.
"Take it away" Joker waved at the body but before he left Joker called out for him again.
"Yes boss?"
"Where are the keys?" Joker stood in between the thresholds.
"Keys boss?"
"Yeah, to her cuffs" he pointed to the patient.
"Right here boss" he threw them that Joker caught easily.
"Right" Joker pulled on the patients cuffs "There you go" Joker threw them to a side.
The patient rubbed her wrists "Thank you" she grinned.
"So, what were you saying?" Joker picked up a slice of pizza and started to nibble the end.
"About what?"
"About how you got those scars"
The patient rubbed her right temple "I's forgot"
Joker stopped chewing and put down his slice of pizza in the box and walked closer to her "So, let me get this straight; you remember nothing"
It was a statement not a question "And you um were at the bank why?"
The patient was oblivious to the Joker's frustration "Well, Dr. Adams said it was time to leave and go home but before that we had to go shopping but… Dr. Adams' bag had no money"
Joker hummed "Say, do you know where your home is?"
The patient stroked her chin "No, but Dr. Adams did say I's would live with her"
"Well she lied" Joker put it simply.
The patient's smile fell "L… lied?"
"Yeah, she lied to you" he nodded slowly closing his eyes
"Why?" Her voice cracked
"Because this is your home now" Joker spread his arms happily.
The patient blinked back her tears "What? This is where I's home is?"
"Yeah but before you get comfortable you need to prove to me you don't remember anything" Joker had at some point taken out his switch blade and was pointing at her with it.
"What You's mean?" she was anything but scared.
"I mean" Joker stepped forward a bit licking his lips "How do I know your not lying about your amnesia?"
The patient scratched the back of her head but suddenly pulled her hand away and looked at it in surprise, she looked towards Joker before standing up "I's have big scar from the big bad hurt I got" she pointed to the right corner of her head.
Joker walked behind her to get a closer look. He blinked surprised when she had pulled her right pony tail lose and pulled up her hair to reveal a long scar which went across the corner of her head.
Dr. Adams had tied her hair in a strategic manner in which her hair covered her scar. Joker could see that the scar was very recent and was still healing; he smirked in approval "Well then, I welcome you to your new home"
Just as he had finished the Patients stomach growled, she patted her stomach "shh"
Joker was in front of her now "Well then lets finish dinner" he gestured to the pizza box.
The two silently ate there dinner until Joker had realized that it had been a few hours and now it was getting dark.
Just as the Patient had swallowed her last bite she bounced "Can I's have desert?"
"Desert?" Joker spoke through a mouth full of pizza
"Yep" she nodded her head coyly
"We don't have any" Joker continued on with his food but did not realize the mistake he had made.
"No… no desert?" She spoke softly "but I's want desert…"
She stood up and walked into a corner and faced the wall.
"What are you doing?" Joker glanced at her.
"I's won't move till I's have desert" she huffed.
"Fine by me" Joker shrugged.
Once Joker was done with his food he went out of the room and didn't come back for a while: the patient guessed he went to chuck out the pizza box but when he came back he had a bar of chocolate, that he hid it from the patients view.
Joker sat in a chair and whistled to her but she didn't move.
"Hey, do you know what you need? This." He pulled out the chocolate.
She glanced back only to turn around with dilated pupils "Chocolate…"
Joker grinned "Come here" she obeyed.
He moved the chocolate bar from side to side "If you want it you have to listen to me first"
She nodded, her tongue came out to lick her lips.
Joker giggled "Follow me"
He stuffed the bar in his coat pocket and opened the bedroom door wide open. He noticed that she wasn't far behind him and her eyes were glued to his pocket: he grunted and led her across the corridor to the door ahead.
He pulled out a big ring of keys and pulled out a gold key but this key had a symbol on the head of the key but the patient was far too busy to notice.
He sprung a door open to reveal a smaller room compared to his but much cleaner. It looked like it hadn't been used by anyone else: the bed sheets looked clean, the wallpaper was faded otherwise in good shape and there were a couple of armchairs with an oval shaped table in the middle which were also in good shape.
"Here we go" Joker waved his arm showing the room "Oh right, you want this" he pulled out the bar only to be tackled to the ground.
He met the ground with such force that the wind was knocked out of him: he blinked to find the patient sitting on his stomach with a knee on each side of him. She was staring at the chocolate bar in fascination before she took a few quick yet small bites and finished the chocolate bar in seconds.
The patient's shoulders sagged after she hummed in satisfaction, she blinked looking down at him "How You's get down there?"
"When you so rudely tackled me down to get your chocolate" Joker playfully pouted
She yawned tiredly "This is where I's sleep?"
"Yep, just across my room"
She pulled her other pony tail open "Goodnight" she yawned wider and tried to help him up to his feet (which Joker refused) before he stalked back to his room and shut the door.
The patient dragged herself to her bed and dropped dead upon it.
Joker shrugged off his coat as he plopped down in armchair,
There was a slight knock on the door, just in time.
"Here you go boss" one of his men handed him a couple of papers and stood close by.
Joker eagerly took it from him but wasn't too happy to find that there was so little information.
"Wasn't there anything else?" Joker glanced at him.
"No boss, this is all we found" he bowed his head.
Joker read it one more time.
Patient 2461
Name: Unknown
Gender: Female
Age; Unknown
Origin: Unknown
Family/friends: Unknown
Suffers from amnesia, communication problems, lack of understanding and possible personality change.
Found in backstreet alley with severe head injuries, several broken ribs, heavily damaged limbs, deep cuts on face (cheeks cut wide open) and cuts to throat (not fatal).
Current Doctor: Dr. Adams
There in the corner of the page was a picture of the patient: she was looking off camera and off to the side, she was also smiling widely which explained the blood dripping from her face. She looked murderous.
"Was there no match in the scanner?" Joker closed the file and dropped it on the edge of the table.
"None. It's like she doesn't exist" he shook his head.
Joker waved him off "That's fine then" closing the door behind him.
He ruffled and met the bed he was too tired to even change into something comfortable. He tried to sleep but that women kept coming into his mind.
He had never met someone as innocent as her, she was like a child: and infant. She fascinated him.
When finally sleep was starting to wash over he felt his mattress shift under someone else's weight, in a blink he was on his back and had is switchblade out only to find the women sitting beside him.
How did she get in here without making a sound?
"Joker," she was rubbing her eyes.
"What?" Joker put the blade away and threw off his tie.
"I's scared" she sighed.
Joker sniggered "So, why did you uh come here?" he licked his lips.
She rubbed her eyes "Because You's safe"
Joker cackled "Me? Safe? What you want to sleep with me In my bed?"
"Yeah"
Joker giggled until he noticed she was being serious "No"
"Why?" Tears formed in her eyes, and Joker could not help but smirk "Okay but only-"
He was cut short when she lay next to him and clutched his collar.
He was going to protest until he saw she was drifting off to sleep "You know, uh, you need a name"
"Name?" she sprang to life her eyes wide and staring up at Joker
"Yeah, a name" he licked his lips "How about…" Joker contemplated on a name "Alisa"
"Alisa? I's like it" she beamed but suddenly fell asleep.
Joker shook his head amused until he found he too was going to be swept over by sleep.
To be continued…
Thank you all for reading so far, I know it's not long but still thank you so much. If you like it please follow, favourite and review. Please do review even if you don't like it much it, would be good to get some feedback on this. Thank you and hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon.
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