My Son

by de-rosa-a-rojo

My nephew, who is my adopted son, not only a genius but also is the son of the infamous Joker. Never saw that one coming, life won't be the same ever again.

1. Chapter 1

I do not own Joker, Batman and whoever else that Belong to DC comics. This is for fun only and not for pay. This is my first time putting up sometime on this website. Bear with me as I try to improve writing. I hope you enjoy. Reviews are welcome.

Grading history papers was not my idea of spending my Saturday afternoon but work needs to get done. Plus my class needs to know what they made on their test. "Mom, guess what?" J.J. my 8 year old son, said.

"What sweetie?" I looked towards him.

"I just finished the book you wanted me to read."

"Already, I just gave you that book yesterday." I was impressed that he finished the book. His reading skills were advancing further then I assumed.

"I know isn't that awesome. One day, I am going to read every book in the world!" He had the cutest smile on his face when he said this.

"We'll see, but I am very proud that you read the book so quickly, would you like a new book to read?"

"Sure."

"Okay, how about The Hobbit?"

"Cool that sounds good." I went over to the bookcase by my desk and picked up the hard copy of The Hobbit and gave it to J.J. He quickly ran away with the book in his hand. J.J. is so advanced for his age, so much so that he is placed in a 5th grade when he should be in 3rd grade. Sometimes I see his father in him but only for a moment. He looks more like his mom, my sister. Rebeca Lane, my sister, died in child birth due to too much blood loss. I would never have known that Jack was the father if Rebeca never told me before she died. Jack was our high school friend. We meet him when Rebeca was in senior year and I was in sophomore year. Then Jack disappeared one day.

I tried to track Jack down but was unable. J.J. knows I am not his birth mother, but he stills calls me mom. I love him as if he was my own son. I never told him about his father and he has never asked so I leave it at that.

Mystery POV (Somewhere else)

The plans were coming along and soon would be put in place. The higher ups won't see this coming. Heads will be rolling and fire in the streets will burn bright.