Disclaimer: I don't own Saw, or the Joker

Chapter 1

It was the middle of the night, and all seemed quiet in the city, aside from the people still up, and the small crimes taking place on the streets, everything seemed normal. But if you took a closer look into one of the alley ways you would that in one of them a man was getting chased by someone wearing a clown mask, and a white tuxedo. Now you may ask why someone wearing a clown mask would be chasing someone who looked just normal, well the man being chased wasn't just anyone, he was one of Jigsaw's victims who had survived their test.

"Please" The man being chased bagged "I've done nothing wrong since Jigsaw made me cherish my life."

All of a sudden the man hadn't looked and ran into a wall the man chasing him stopped running and started to slowly walk toward him and told him "But if you had done that in the first place, he wouldn't have needed to." Said the man in the clown mask.

The man reached into his inner coat pocket and pulled out a playing card. The playing card was a joker card. The man stared at him wide eyed. He knew what was going to happen next.

"I've heard of you." Said the man "You're the Joker. You go after the Jigsaw victim's that survive their tests and you kill them and you always leave a joker card on their body."

"Yes and you want to know why I do that?" Asked the Joker "My friend and I came across some gang bangers one day while we were walking, and they come up to us, and we tell them we don't want any trouble." Said the Joker as he grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt "And so they beat both of us and then one of them takes out a knife and says "I'll show you two the true value of life" he takes the knife to my friend and makes two huge gashes on his chest, then he come at me with the knife and says "You look sad kid so let's give you a smile on your chest" and after that he carved a smile into my chest and from that day on I swore that I would clean the streets of anyone who ever committed a crime" Said the Joker.

The Joker raised the sharp edged card to the man and stabbed him twice, once in the throat, and one in the stomach. He then turned and left after leaving the card in the mans stomach wound.

"Ha ha ha ha" laught the Joker "The man had no clue what he was f**king with."