Sorry about the last chapter, no Joker present. He'll be present from now on. Here we go…
When Luna ran into the main hall everyone was silent. They were standing in a row to the right of the room. All looking in the one direction. All looking at what…?
Luna followed their gaze and her heart leapt to her mouth with fear. The man halting was the Joker. A dangerous man seen on television so often for his crimes.
Luna instinctively ducked behind the nearest table. Why was he here? It was just a private party to celebrate Harvey's successes… It hit her, 'Oh God, Harvey…' she whispered.
She peaked at the scene with one eye. Harvey was nowhere to be seen. Luna assumed he was in safety and was close enough to following him and abandoning the party. "No!" she demanded herself. She was a policewoman; she could do better than this even with this dreadful man. She eyed him nervously trying to sum up what to do.
The Joker was tall with broad shoulders. He wore a thick purple blazer and purple trousers. His face was painted white, with black around his eyes and red lipstick or blood (nobody could be certain which) on his infamous scars.
"Well, hello beautiful!" he was walking slowly towards Luna. Her stomach tightened. 'Oh shit.' The Joker however was not looking at her. Then who…?
Rachael was standing a few metres away, her arms folded across her chest. Luna wanted to scream at her to run, but realized that would be the stupid thing to do. She would only draw attention to herself and ruin any chance of rescue.
"You must be Harvey's uh- squeeze." The Joker advanced further raising his switchblade for emphasis on his intentions.
"That's right." Rachael stood firm, trying so hard not to show her fear, but it was etched all over her face.
"Rachael you stupid bitch!" murmured Luna. Rachael was being noble, but idiotic. The Joker would carve her into mincemeat.
He passed Luna, not noticing her sitting on the floor behind a table. He reached Rachael and began circling her, eyeing her up and down. "You look nervous, is it the scars? Wanna know how I got 'em?" He didn't wait for an answer however, he grabbed Rachael's chin, "come here."
Luna felt vomit rise in her throat. She couldn't sit here and do nothing. She reached into her bag for the gun she carries everywhere with her. She panicked on finding it wasn't there. If she didn't do something soon she would be walking out of the party with a plate of sausages for a sister.
She cursed under her breath, crawled backwards preparing for a good old-fashioned rugby tackle. She stood up and screaming ran at the Joker full speed, her heels clicking loudly. He turned around in amusement only to be hit by a shoulder and flown across the room.
Luna had fallen to the ground with the strength of the collusion. "Ow…" it had hurt her more than she had suspected. She stood up quickly and grabbed Rachael by the arm, "what the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Are you an idiot? He thinks I'm you!" Rachael protested. Luna was angry, but Rachael seemed to be furious. "At least with my approach he might have kept me alive for a while, but fucking rugby tackling him? He's sure to kill you!"
"I don't anyone to protect me Rachael! Damn, he would have killed you anyway!"
The Joker's henchmen ran to the Joker's aid, but he irritably waved them away. He stood up furious at have fallen so easily and looked to see if Batman was on the scene. Instead he saw two bickering women. They were both yelling furiously at one another. One was the one he had been threatening earlier, but the other one just magically appeared. She was quite small and slim. She seemed to have some small muscles in her arms, but not enough to be considered masculine. Her navy dress was tight on her frame, and enhanced the length of her beautiful neck. She had blonde hair tied in a knot and by the enormous bruise appearing on her right arm, it must have been her who knocked him flying.
"Seriously?" Rachael shrieked, "Well now he'll kill us both!"
The Joker started manically laughing and all heads turned to him. "My, my, my what have we here? Another beauty!" He slapped his leg and wiped an invisible tear from his eye. "This is so rich!" He skipped merrily towards the two women, followed closely by the men in the clown masks.
Luna stood in front of Rachael protectively, her hands clenched into fists. "What are you doing?" Rachael whispered into her ear. "Shut up!" Luna whispered back.
"So… what is uh… your name?" He menacingly twirled his blade in a gloved hand. Luna glared at him with an utmost hate. 'If only I had laser eyes like superman' she thought. He laughed, advancing too quickly for Luna to react. Her pressed the blade against her voluptuous lips. "I asked you a question missy!"
Luna looked at the blade and raised an eyebrow; "it's been a long time since I've been afraid of knives." He stared at her puzzled and then slowly looked at her gloved arms.
"Ah ha!" he laughed again, "A ho ho ho!" He removed the blade and clutched his side, stamping his feet enthusiastically.
Luna's heart was beating quickly in her chest, why was he laughing at her gloves?
He stopped abruptly and signaled for two of his henchmen to grab Rachael. "What are you doing? Get off me!" she struggled and screeched. "Luna!"
Luna went to save her sister when a pair of arms grasped her waist and the Joker, her two arms. "Hey! What the hell? Get off me!" panic gripped her insides, "let go… NOW!" she screeched.
"We seem to have touched a rough spot…haven't we Nigel?" the Joker patronized.
"Sure have boss," grunted a reply close to her ear.
She screamed with rage and bashed her head off the guy holding her waist. He grunted with pain and his fingers weakened their grip. She struggled again, but was still unable to wriggle free.
"A ta ta ta!" the Joker hushed her. "Now, why would you be wearing these?"
She glared in response.
"Oh, still silent? I'll uh… have to find a way of making you talk sometime. Well… I don't think you're wearing these for fashion. I think…" he began sliding the gloves off, "they…. are…. for…covering…. something…." She growled with frustration and squirmed angrily trying to wriggle out of his grasp. She didn't want anybody to see this.
He pulled them off triumphantly and with no effort. "Ah ha! Ah ha ha ha!" He caressed the engravings on her lower arm. Luna flinched to the notice of the Joker. He patted her face, "aw shush shush shush shush!"
'How dare that bastard touch me!' She kicked him in the groin area, an "ooof" from the Joker told her she hit her target. She twisted her body and bit the neck of 'Nigel' whom had tightened his grip on her waist. "Arrgh!" He used his arms to push her off him, enabling Luna to get away.
She ran in direction of where she left her handbag, she must find her gun. It has to be there. She reached the table she had been hiding behind, then froze at a voice behind her, "a little fight in you, I like that." She felt his presence getting closer until he was almost touching her.
"Then you're gonna love me." Batman punched the Joker in the face. He fell from the impact. 'I'm becoming a floor magnet,' he bitterly thought.
The men in masks were throwing themselves at Batman, attempting to bash his protected head in. Batman however, was able to throw each of them off.
"I'll call for reinforcements!" Luna shouted to Bruce. "Rachael, get out of here!"
Rachael didn't need told twice; she took advantage of her freedom and spilt towards the elevator.
Luna found her mobile within seconds and began furiously punching in Gordon's number. "Luna, what's wrong?"
"Gordon, get here right now the Joker's ahhhh….!" The Joker dragged her by her ankle towards the windows and shot one, shattering it into small shards.
Batman stopped fighting the Joker's goons to concentrate on the new commotion. He had Luna by the arm and had her dangling out of the window.
The Joker laughed, "believe me Batsy, I'd rather not, but lets let you decide eh? Take off your uh…mask-uh and little uh… Luna?" He glanced down at her struggling, smiled and continued, "survive-uh."
The blood from a recent cut traveled down Luna's arm, it was stinging so much. He had to hold her on that one spot didn't he?
"Let her go," the husky voice commanded.
"Very poor choice of words!" the Joker laughed and pushed her, Batman literally flew across the room and then jumped out the window after her.
The Joker laughed some more and then leant to hear if she screamed. He wasn't disappointed. Luna may not be afraid of heights, dying or falling, but the current situation she landed herself in terrified her senseless. Batman dived and caught her just in time to land on a car bonnet.
"Aw!" the Joker mocked. He opened his jacket and pulled out an empty tube. He stuck two fingers into it and allowed some of Luna's blood trickle slowly into it. He only needed a little, when he had a few drops in the tube, he stashed the tube back into the safety of his padded blazer, licked the remains of the blood of his fingers. "Mmmm."
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Sorry if this is a little boring. A whole scene taking up a whole chapter wasn't what I intended, but I changed it at the last minute, to put in some more detail. Xo