First and foremost: I DON'T OWN THE DARK KNIGHT, THE JOKER, OR ANY OTHER BATMAN RELATED THINGS
second, this story is name off of and inspired by the song "Eyes On Fire" by Blue Foundation
This is my first Joker story so please tell me if something's off with it.
"And here we go!"
Chapter One
"Now Cat be careful. I don't want you getting hurt."
"I will Morgie. Good bye."
The 21-year-old college student hung up the phone. Her roommate is always worrying about her. Even more now that she was assigned as the nurse for the notorious Joker. She still wonders why she ever took a job at Arkham. Then she looks at the amount of bills on her counter and it all came back to her.
"I had to pick one of the most expensive majors. Yes daddy I want to become a psychologist. Why am I so stupid?" Katy continued to mumble about her carrier choices as she got ready for her first time meeting the fiend that so many despise. She finished getting ready and walked out of her top floor apartment. Making sure the door was locked; she headed towards the parking area.
She made it to her silver 2005 Chevy Malibu and started the engine. As she drove to her place of work she noticed the light traffic.
"Of course on the day I want to be late there's no traffic." she grumbled to herself.
She pulled into the parking garage that was next to the asylum. Swiping her card, she smiled at the secretary at the front desk. She headed to her bosses office to pick up the information on her new patient. Joy. She knocked on the frosted glass window.
"Come in. Oh hello Katy."
"Good morning."
"I assume you're here to pick up the information about your new patient." Katy sighed and nodded in reply.
"Well here you go. I'll have you know, the place is under surveillance and we have guards surrounding the room. You should feel safe."
"Alright thank you."
Katy left the room as she opened the folder. Her patient resided in room D16. The top floor. The most mentally insane were kept there. They had almost no freedoms. If they didn't need showers, they'd have no freedoms. The elevator opened up on the highest floor. She walked down the hallway and came up to D16. She punched in the security code and slowly opened the door ready for anything.
When she looked into the room she saw the man sitting on a chair in a straight jacket with his head down and eyes closed. Katy assumed he was asleep, so she walked to his dresser and sat down a bowl full of water that was left outside of his door. Today she had to clean his cuts that the cops gave him when he arrived.
She turned around with the cloth and came face to face with the Joker. She gasped from shock and the Joker laughed from the fear he saw in her eyes.
"Are you scared?"
"No you surprised me." she hurriedly responded.
Caitlyn knew better than to give in to his tactics. She was warned to not show that he had instilled fear in her. The Joker kept chuckling and walked away.
"You aren't a very good liar." he said laughing.
"Or maybe you aren't very good at reading people." She snapped back.
The Joker giggled.
"I here to clean up some of your wounds. So if you don't want to get out of that straight jacket for another few days, keep talking and I'll leave."
The Joker laughed his infamous, maniacal laugh and she helped him out of his jacket. She unbuttoned his shirt and started to clean the stab wounds on his back. She poured hydrogen peroxide on his cuts, and was amazed that he didn't flinch when she did this. She walked in front of him to start on the front. He lay down while she was cleaning the cloth in the water.
"Would you please sit up? It'd make it easier for me."
The Joker smirked and remained lying down with his hands behind his head. Katy sighed and sat next to him. She started cleaning the wounds on his lower abdomen. She took note of the definition of his body.
"Like what you see?" The Joker asked chuckling. Katy kept wiping down his abs and then moved to his chest, which was also defined. His skin was slightly pale and extremely smooth.
"I'm going to have to take off your makeup to clean the cut above your eye."
"You aren't taking my makeup off." he hissed back.
"Then how about I clean only where the cut is and leave the rest on."
"Compromising, making me trust you more. I know all of the little tactics everyone here uses."
"Well considering I've never had you before, you won't know mine." The Joker paused, shocked at her sarcastic response.
"Go ahead." Katy started to wash his face when the Joker grabbed her wrist.
"Clean around the eye. And only the eye." He said releasing her.
The way he said "only" sent chills down her spine. He said it with force and seduction. Then she remembered they also warned her about him trying to seduce her too, so she just cleaned where she promised and grabbed the bowl and quickly left.
The Joker let the guards put the straight jacket back on him and he lay back down. He was surprised with this girl, her first encounter with him and she managed not to scream. He still saw fear in her eyes, which made him laugh a little. He's definitely going to enjoy his time with her. Trying to break her that is.