Yeah first batman fic xD please be kind! I'm not that great! :3 yeah its probily going to be T but mabye become an M because of gore xD but i wanted to be safe for the first chapter so its probily a 15 in uk film certificates xD anyway enjoy :3 OH yeah a bit OOC with the joker so dont like dont read :3
Brad walked out of his bedroom and past the two people on the floor using crack like there was no tomorrow.
Brad smirked; this is the way to live, people coming to me for their 'medicine' ha-ha! He thought
BOOM! an explosion erupted from the door. Once the aftermath of the explosion cleared, a familiar face appeared complete with scars and in his signature purple suit.
"Surprise!" The joker and his henchman, strolled into the small room of terrified junkies tossing a knife in his hand, "We are tonight's entertainment" he grinned at Brad who had tattoo covering the top of his head.
Two henchmen pinned down the junkies and one checked out the bedroom.
"Hey, g-get o-out" he stammered and grabbed a knife,
"I think you have something of mine, Braaaaad" he growled, the man hesitated as he walked over to the mass murderer and tripped over his own feet. The joker giggled and grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the wall.
"THAT MONEY WAS MINE! AND YOU'LL HAVE TO KILL ME TO GET IT BACK!" the man shouted, the henchman laughed at this foolish man's death sentence,
"All righty then!" The Joker stroked his face with a blunt side of a knife and walked away.
Brad sighed and then the Joker turned and pounced on the drug dealer kicking him in the groin and the henchmen burst into laughter
Brad collapsed and the joker knelt down at him so he was at eye level,
"GIVE. IT. BACK." he slapped the man in the face, got up and walked towards the bedroom peering in.
"What are you doing in there?" He called
"Exploring!" a cheery voice and a figure appeared,
"Sorry mister J but these two looked as if they were going to call the police. Now I couldn't deal with that so... I got rid of them" The young blonde woman skipped out innocently with a bloody knife and a very bloody phone and helped the other two henchmen while throwing the phone at a wall.
The joker shrugged and turned to Brad.
"Now give me my money and I might let you live, Braddy-boy." He kicked his side and a henchman shouted "Live or die Brad... make your choice" he chuckled and helped the other two draw on a hostage using a knife. The Joker rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to Brad,
"I DONT HAVE IT" the man screamed, "I SOLD IT FOR DRUGS"
The joker chuckled, "ooohh big. Mistake"
"Wanna bet?" Brad smirked and ran to the joker who just laughed as a knife sunk into his arm and pinned him against a wall
"feeling brave are you?" The Joker teased, "Wanna hear a joke Mr. peters?" he grabbed the knife out of his arms as if it was in butter, grabbed the man's head and bashed his face on the shabby wall,
"Knock KNOCK!" The man squirmed at each thump, the Joker whispered in his ear
"I said KNOCK KNOCK!" he growled as he smashed the man's face into the wall two more times and laughed
"Who's there" the man whispered his face teaming with blood,
"REVENGE" the joker growled and slit the man's throat and kicked him in the stomach,
"Tear, Rex. Get rid of the others" he jumped on the crack covered sofa and laughed as he heard the screams of the dying addicts, "that'll teach him for stealing from me"
The woman walked into the bedroom again and saw a door. She walked through the small passageway leading her to another room, a man ran at her and punched her in the eye, luckily her mask prevented her from some pain but the shock caused her to fall back. He grabbed a piece of glass and ran through. Feeling woozy, the woman stood up and ran at the man but she knew that hewas too far away to get. So she ran anyway.
The man, pumped full of adrenalin and some form of drug snuck through the door and hid behind it, waiting for the psychopathic woman to pop through. He waited for 10 seconds, which felt like 10 minutes and she peered through the doorway.
Jumping out, he grabbed her and wrestled her to the ground. It was either the punch or the thought of the joker stopping him, made her so calm about it all, she just giggled, as if it was a bit of fun- to her it normally was but she always knew when to scream if she was about to die.
The man lifted the glass high and was about to stab her in the heart when a searing pain ran through the man's body, a knife and a small hand stuck out of the man's neck. The henchwoman stood up and a young girl of about 4 years old was laughing at the dead man, laughing? The henchwoman thought, whoa she's perfect! Fucked up! But perfect!
She knelt down at the 4 year old and asked her who she was and what the hell she was doing here,
"I- I'm Shawnee and my mummy sold me for something bad... I think. I'm four and that guy hurt me" there were no tears in her eyes, she was strong.
"Uh huh!" the henchwoman said, "Well my names Psyche, and I think your bleeding" she touched the little girls cheek which was had a ruby red cut which looked about 5 minutes old and picked her up to take to her boss.
The joker, Rex and Tear collected all of the wepons and money and were about to leave just before Psyche turned up holding the little girl.
"Look what I found!" she beamed as she showed her to her colleges, "She killed a guy and laughed about it ha-ha! I think she's just what you have been looking for mister J ya know, an apprentice" she was giggling he was stunned,
"Why the hell, is a little girl in here? And She killed someone you say?" Psyche nodded enthusiastically Shawnee looked proud "At the age of what 4? Bravo!" he smiled at Shawnee and she beamed back. The Joker looked at the mess on her face,
"That doesn't look good. When we get home we'll sort you out. Tomorrow, training will begin" He took off his suit jacket and wrapped a beeding Shawnee in it and took her out of psyche's arms.
"Sir, who are you?" shawnee asked, she wasn't scared which surprised the clown. Grown men shit their pants as soon as they see him,
"Call me the joker little one, im going to be your dad!" he smiled and put an arm around psyche, "there are alot of people who just want to see the world burn Shawnee, I just want people to be less serious, what you did to the man, I do that as a job." they were walking to the a stolen car,
"have you heard of the Batman Shawnee?" she stuck her tounge out at him in disgust,
"Yeah!, Batty is too serious! He's too boring!" she said and psyche giggled
"well thats always good to hear!" she chuckled and Joker helt a sense of pride flowing through him.
Shawnee grinned evily with a hint of innosents nesseled into Jokers chest and fell asleep,
Rex and Tear laughed,
"Hey psyche! She looks like you when you were that age!" Rex nudged her and she snuggled into the jokers chest, sharing it with shawnee.
"hehe, One. Big. Happy. Famile" Tear said using a really bad french accent
"She is going to be one hell of a sidekick when she grows up!" The joker wispered to the woman beside her,
"Hell. yes!" psyche smiled as they got in the car and headed back to the warehouse.
Yeah please review :3 should I continue? xxx
oh did you see the two movie quotes in there ;D
