Purity
"Somebody do something!" yelled a woman as she stared in horror at the wreckage.
"My son is in there!" cried another bystander as he tried to run towards the collapsed bank, but he was held back by a policeman. There were mutterings and random screaming coming from the bystanders that surrounded the bank. The firemen had arrived and were walking around the perimeter to take a better look at what had happened and where they can begin to get in. Suddenly the police immerged from the crowd, they were following one man.
"I want to get everyone who's stuck in there out as quickly as possible," Commissioner Gordon started as he marched through the crowd. "Ramirez, get hold of the National Guard" he ordered.
"Yes sir," Ramirez said as she wondered off from the group.
"Jason, contact the nearest construction sites. We need diggers, cranes, the lot!" He emphasized.
"Yes sir," Jason said as he wondered off as well with two other men.
"The Joker is in there somewhere," Jim Gordon breathed as he stood in front of the wreckage that lay before him.
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Underneath the rubble, deep down past the rock and pipe, the ceiling tile and marble floor and the weak muffled victim's cries, Lily awoke. She let out a moan as she rubbed her head. A flash of electricity went off nearby, just in time to look at her hand and see some of her blood from her head. She hissed at the pain and tried to sit up but something was in her way. She raised her arms slowly to feel what was in front of her since see couldn't see in the darkness. It felt rough and cold.
"Rock?" she whispered to herself. She felt a sudden sharp pain in her leg. She felt down her right leg and then gasped at the pain when she touched a metal piece of piping. She breathed heavily as she yanked it out, she could feel it wasn't too far in her leg, but her leg still bled quickly. She swiftly tore a piece of her dress and wrapped it around her leg tightly, like a bandage.
Suddenly there was a cough and then a giggle from somewhere next to her. "Whose there?" she yelled. She heard the person shift their body on the rocky ground they laid on.
"Who do you think," the raspy voice answered. All that had happened only moments before came back to Lily, it was the Joker. She heard him hiss in pain and then laugh again.
"What is it?" she called in the darkness.
"I appear to have…" The Joker shifted again, "caught my leg in the rocks," he chuckled. Lily shifted her position so she could face the Joker. She couldn't see him but she knew where he was by the sound his voice. She scooted from underneath the rock that was thankfully being held up by other pieces of rubble and not her. As she moved carefully she grazed a thick fabric, the Joker's sleeve. He loudly burst out laughing.
"What! What is it!" she jumped.
"That hurt," she could hear the smile in his answer. She froze to make sure she wouldn't touch him again.
"And that's funny?" she asked confused. She knew the Joker liked to laugh, the whole of Gotham knew but at his own pain? The man really is insane.
"Well it did hurt, a lot," he tried to sit up a little, resting on his other arm.
"I barely touched you… You may have a broken arm. Let me look at it." Lily said whilst sitting up further, the more space above her head allowed her to.
"And what makes you think you can… uh help?" The Joker mocked. Lily looked to where his face would be in the darkness.
"I'm a doctor," she smartly replied feeling proud of herself for having a comeback for his remark.
"A doctor…" The Joker nodded then sucked his scars, "Ok Doc, why would you…uh help me? Don't you just want to pull my arm to make it hurt more?" The Joker chuckled at the thought. Lily thought for a second, she could do that. After all he is a criminal, one of the most feared criminals. He also is the reason to why she's down here. Then she pushed those thoughts out of her mind.
"I'm a doctor. We treat a person who is in need, no matter who they are or what they do." She explained as she gently took hold of the Joker's arm. He hissed in pain. "Yes, you've definitely broken it," she moved her hands further up his arm, the bone felt disfigured. "Your arm is already swelling," She analysed. "We need to get you to the hospital," she instantly regretted what she just said, due to its stupidity.
"Too bad we're stuck down here then, isn't it?" the Joker said with annoyance in his voice.
"Well it's your fault this happened to begin with," she hissed as she carefully moved his arm so that it laid straight.
"It's the new guy's fault," The Joker grumbled as he recalled whose voice it was on the communicator. Lily felt the pain in her leg mildly pulse; she grabbed hold of her leg and put pressure on it. She breathed out suddenly as the pressure relieved some of the pain. She put her hand back on the rough floor and instantly turned confused, for she could feel something thick and watery. She knew full well what it was.
"You're bleeding!" she gasped at the Joker as she tried to find the source of all the blood.
"Yeah," the Joker said as if he didn't care, if he could he would have shrugged since he already knew he was. Lily's hand fell onto his torso as she patted him down to find the injury.
"Now now, at least buy me dinner first," he laughed then suddenly stopped as Lily found the injury on his right side around his waist area, and started tearing away the clothing that was stuck to the skin from the blood. She tore another piece of her dress off and started covering the wound.
"Or we could go straight to the dessert," he teased, completely ignoring that Lily was helping him. She started applying pressure on to it to reduce the bleeding.
"Speaking of which, what is your name? It's… uh impolite to go out to dinner without knowing the ladies name first," The Joker continued to tease. Lily knew full well he was mocking her.
"My names Lily, it means purity," she mentally slapped her own face for saying the second part, what was the point of it? "And there will be no dinner, dessert or moving. Whatever cut you this deep was sharp. Can you put some pressure on that please?" she asked as she adjusted her seating position into something more comfortable in the confined space.
"Sorry Lil…" The Joker started.
"Lily," she corrected sternly.
"As I was saying, sorry Lil can't do that." He said with a cheeky smirk.
"Why not?" she asked with a hint of anger in her voice. She dealt with disrespectful people before but she has never dealt with a criminal before, plus the location of where she is isn't helping her nerves, knowing that at any time it could all collapse on top of her and the Joker.
"Because my hands are full," he said as he laid flat on his back.
"With what?" she snapped as she stared at him, her eyes had adjusted to the darkness.
"With this," The Joker said as he raised his working arm on the other side of him to reveal the gun he was holding against her before the explosion happened.
"Thanks Lil for the help," he growled as he aimed the gun at her face excited about pulling the trigger.
"Lily," Lily simply said unamused. She then hit his broken arm. He let out a gasp and dropped the gun to grab his arm. He started to chuckle.
"There's a little fight in you," He chuckled. Lily grabbed the gun and threw it behind her, underneath the rock that was above her when she had woken up.
"…and you like that," she finished his sentence as she rolled her eyes. The Joker looked at her confused. "You've said that before," she answered his confused look and put careful pressure back on the wound on his waist.
"When?" he asked still gripping his arm. He watched her intently; his eyes had too adjusted to the darkness.
"Last year, at Bruce Wayne's party in his penthouse," she explained as she recalled it in her mind. The fancy food, the glorious decorations, everything was beautiful. She was wearing a smart grey dress and mingled with the crowd. She had never met Bruce Wayne before, and when he arrived in his helicopter with three other women by his side, she didn't plan on meeting him. She knew he was just a player who didn't care for people like her.
"You were there?" The Joker scoffed. Lily remembered when he came through the elevator and raised his gun and fired. Her heart had jumped out of her chest from fright, just like when he came into the bank.
"Yeah I was," she softly said. The Joker sucked his scars, causing him to make a click sound.
"You don't look like a girl whose rolling in... uh money," he said. She recalled the conversations she had with some of the other people, it was like a competition of who had the most wealth, it was boring.
"I'm not, but my father is. He's also a doctor." She explained lazily. "Made me become a doctor actually," she scoffed as she checked the Joker's wound.
"What about dear old mummy," he licked his lips to hydrated them more in this dusty atmosphere.
"She died 3 years ago of cancer…" Lily hesitated to say. "But my father was invited to attend the party and he brought me along with him, as his plus one." She changed the subject. "You met him actually," she laughed as she reminisced. "He was the man who stood up to you," she looked over to the Joker.
"Ah yes, he reminded me of my father," the Joker smiled as he remembered also.
"You hated your father," Lily finished his sentence again. The Joker looked over to her and glared then looked back at his arm. There was a silence. "Why do you hate your father? He raised you didn't he?" she asked shyly. The Joker thought for a second, as if he was recalling something then burst out laughing, which caused Lily to jump.
"Oh Lil, you crack me up." He laughed as he tightened the grip on his arm to somehow relieve the pain. Lily rolled her eyes.
"Lily," she corrected again.
"What about you? Hm? You clearly don't like your father," the Joker evilly grinned as he hoped to get a reaction.
"What? What are you talking about? Of course I do!" she yelled as she leaned slightly closer to his face for emphasis.
"I heard you talk about him, you spoke carelessly and …uh laughed when you said he stood up to me, a violent criminal," The Joker cocked his head to the side. Lily suddenly remembered how smart the Joker is actually thought to be and lowered her head so she wouldn't make eye contact. "You even seemed… annoyed by him making you a doctor?" he looked at her as if she was a child who had done something wrong. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"He isn't the fatherly of dads." She finally said as she started to stare off into the distance. "He wanted me to sit up straight, do my homework the moment I got home, go to bed early and never see my friends. He dressed me in ridiculous dresses when I was younger and flipped out if there was a crease. I had to look spotless and perfect in front of his co-workers." She remembered him patronizing her. "Nice and tidy he'd say," she scoffed. Lily suddenly realized who she was talking to. "Why do you care?" she snapped back.
"Oh I don't." The Joker sniggered, "I couldn't care less." Lily rolled her eyes. "It's just interesting to…" he started as he grinned.
"To hear of others misery," she moaned, "Figures you would like that, you are crazy after all," she mumbled. Without warning, the Joker let go of his arm and fiercely back handed Lily. She fell back before catching herself and then clutched onto her freshly red cheek.
"No, I'm not," he said through gritted teeth.
"God! For a broken arm and bloody deep cut you're strong!" she yelled angrily. At that moment she punched the Joker's broken arm. He let out a yell then started laughing and rolling about, as much as he could in the tight space and with a trapped leg.
"I knew I could get it out of you," he howled while holding his arm again.
"Get what out of me?" Lily asked furiously and confused.
"Yourself," he grinned at her, "You see Lil, the problem with being 'pure'," he quoted her from before. "Is that it is very easy to taint," The Joker licked his lips.
Author's Note: Whooo! Chapter 2 done! Hope you like it so far! I just want to say thank you to M92 and allthelovers for reviewing already and VanillaBear1994 for subscribing to this story! Thank you all for reading so far! Please review and tell me what you think! ^.^ I'll give you cookies if you do! XD