POV- The Joker

I grabbed the white face paint. Slowly smearing it over my face, leaving the scarred features untouched. I then reached for the black paint, closed my eyes and smeared it, giving the appearance of a clown that echoed my sentiment. I left the best for last, my scarred remnants of my nightmarish for the red face paint starting with my lips then moving to the scars. It burned a bit when the paint touched the scars but I liked the feeling of it. The feeling of pain.

I walked out of the bathroom to my room and grabbed my favorite knife off of the nightstand. Walking into the living area I checked to see if there was anything else I needed. I saw another knife and my cards next to the small couch and grabbed them too. I looked one last time in the mirror. "Perfect."

I grabbed the door knob and opened the door, stepped out into the vacant hallway of the apartment complex and slammed the door behind me leaving everything behind. I walked out into the cool night. Went to the big black SUV and unlocked it. I got inside and started the engine. When it was warm enough I sped off.

I needed to find people to help me with a bank robbery that I had been planning. It would be too much work to just do it on my own. I also needed a place where I can hide out. Somewhere that nobody would be able to find me. Like an abandoned warehouse.

As I was speeding through the streets of Gotham I saw a club that would be perfect to find some men to help me. When I walked up to the curb a man asked for my ID. I needed to get in and get out. I didn't have time for this.

So I grabbed my knife, shoved him up against the wall and plunged my knife deep into his neck. Soon in enough there was blood drawn. A lot of it. He would be unconscious soon. I pushed him down and barged into the club.

Right when I got in I spotted three men. They were young and looked fit enough to help me. Perfect. I went over to each of them and knocked each of them unconscious. I dragged their bodies out to the car and put them in the back seat.

Next thing was to find a hideout. After driving around a while I found an abandoned warehouse that nobody would ever go in but I had to go investigate to make sure that it wouldn't fall apart if someone stepped in.

After looking for a good ten minutes at the huge warehouse I went back out to the car. When I opened the back seat door one of the men was already awake.

"Well hello there", I said to him. I licked my bottom lip.

The man looked a little frightened at my appearance. Good.

"Help me take in the other men." He did as I said and threw both of the men over his shoulders. He was obedient.

"What's your name kid?", I asked.

"Ryan.", he said hesitantly.

When we got into the warehouse I had the man sit the other men down. I slapped them both awake and told the other one to sit next to them. They were confused by the unfamiliar surroundings.

"You three are going to help me with my next ah, plan", I told them.

"Who are you?", one of them men asked.

I stared at him for a moment.

"I am The Joker."