He leaned over to answer his phone that was ringing for the past 5 minutes, He already knew who it was and he didn't want to deal with it, but after the 3rd call he figured it must be important.
"Damn, what's so important she would have to keep calling, hopefully she didn't get herself hurt or anything like that" He said to him self as he push his dirty blonde hair out of his face.
He looked at the time on the phone it read 12:45am. He flip opened the phone.
"Yes, my darling sister of mine. What did you do now?"
"Harvey, I really need your help. Can you meet me at the club by your apartment? The one you brought me to on my 21 birthday" cried, the girl on the other end.
"Yes of course. I'll be there in a few, Amber."
She hung up the phone, and a guy forced her in to a small wooden chair, in the middle of a warehouse, the room was dark and the floors where made of concrete. It was freezing out because it was winter, and she was only in a long t-shirt. The man stood be hide her and held her down.
"Boss, he's on his way"
A man stepped out of the shadows, of the dark warehouse.
"Thank you, sweetie" he laughed,
He walked towards her, he lifted up her chin, and lean in to kiss her.
Her bright blue eyes widen when she got a good look at him, he had horrible scars from ear to ear, clown make-up on that was smeared and dirty green curly hair.
She moved her head, just before he laid his lips on hers.
"Is it the scars? Do they scare you?" he smirked,
She nodded no. She moved the brown curly hair that fall in to her face be hide her ear, and looked up at the man.
She saw this man on TV before, The Joker. He's been after her brother Harvey Dent, for weeks now. She was told to stay inside, and to lock the doors, but she wasn't scared, she wasn't like other people. She always wondered how and why he had the scares. She wanted to know how he ticked, she looked pasted the things that made him different.
She saw a man underneath all the make-up, hurt some how and she wanted to know why.
"Do you mind telling me how you got them, I'm interested in them." She whispered
The joker had a confused look on his face. "Is this girl crazy, does she know what she just said and did? Does she know who I am? Of course she does, my face is on the news everyday, so why did she ask, is she not scared? Have I lost my touch?" All these question raced though his head as he stared at her with puzzled green eyes. He controlled him self, holding her head still with one hand, he reach in to his back pocket with the other, and pulled out a little black knife, and placed it in her mouth.
"Tsk Tsk, Some one doesn't have any manors; I guess I'll have to teach you some."
He smiled, pressing the blade against the side of her mouth. She smiled as the knife was being pressed harder. She enjoyed pain, a little too much, she moaned as it ripped at her skin, then stopped her self before she did it again. She didn't mind, but she didn't want him to get the wrong idea.
He laughed at her moan, and pulled the knife out.
"Boss, Harvey is at the club." A man yelled.