[Note: This chapter is a little shorter than the first. I was tired and didn't have the time to write as much. Will make it up to you with next chapter! The robber's Villain name and costume will be revealed! (If I get the costume done.) ]
The robber was gentle as she laid the little body on the ground. Despite her threats, she'd never killed anyone before, and she hadn't planned on starting. Now if she ever caught she knew she would be jailed for life.
Honestly, she was ready to turn herself in.
"Are you done yet?" The Joker tapped his foot impatiently, clearly ready to leave. He was unhappy that the girl he had hoped would be his new partner was actually just as weak as anybody else. She was just a very good actress. "We're leaving."
"I'm not going to go anywhere with you. You're a sick man, and I don't feel it would be very smart of me to associate myself with you." She stood up from the ground, and dusted herself off. "You can leave, take all the money, I don't care. But I refuse to go anywhere with you."
"Here's the thing, my little robber, you're going to come with me right now, and we're going to go back to my hideout." Joker frowned and began walking to the door. "I would recommend you come with me."
"What are you going to do if I don't?"
"This building blows up in two minutes." He shrugged. "You don't have enough time to get away from here safely. You'll either be killed or get dangerously close to so if you don't come with me. If you live, you'll get arrested, too, so, I would recommend you come with me. Your choice though."
"I'd rather be killed or arrested, thank you very much." The robber stood her ground, she wasn't going to break in. "You are too insane of a person to go with. I might be safer in the explosion."
The Joker didn't say another word. He just silently exited the building, going out to the car that was waiting for him. He had expected the robber to come after him within a few seconds, but she didn't. She was serious about not wanting to go with him. He was forced to go to plan B. He looked at his little gang, and frowned. "I think I saw some people moving, and heard some groaning. You all need to go finish your job." He then pointed to one of the men closest to him. "And you, shoot our friend with this, and bring her to me." He tossed what looked like a pistol to the man. And then he waited.
It took about a minute for the clown-masked man to come back carrying an uncouncious burglar. The rest were still inside. The Joker was careful as he took the robber and laid her down in the backseat of the car, surrounded by bags of money. The car was filled with it, save the front seats. It still wasn't as much as he had usually gotten, but it wasn't his work… The girl didn't have the technology to get into safes.
"Congratulations, you got me the thing we came here for. You get to live tonight." The Joker was grinning once again as he looked at the other man. "Get in the car. We need to get out of here before the cops realize that the hospital was a distraction…"
"But boss, what about everyone else?" It sounded like he was frowning under his mask. "What's going to happen to them?"
"As soon as we're far enough away, the bank will go up in flames." The Joker opened the driver's door, and got in the car.
"But they all were helping you, you can't do that."
"Obviously, I have to. You're all idiots, including yourself. You've taken to long now, and I don't really want you to live." The Joker put the key in the ignition and turned it. "See you in hell." He put his foot down on the gas pedal, and sped away. After a few seconds, he heard the explosion in the background.
The Joker drove the rest of the way in silence, there was no need to speak. He thought a lot though, and he realized how eager he was to get his new toy home. He was going to dress her up, and train her to get over her stupid emotions, like guilt and pity. God, were those worthless things to feel, they never helped anyone. He smiled to himself, glancing back at the girl. She was smarter than Harley, that was for sure. Not that Harley hadn't been smart, she was just ditsy, overly attached, and easily upsetted. How he was going to love having a girl around again, one with such talent and naivety would be easy to use, and had lots to offer. Oh, the ways he could use the robber! He could think of fifty in that very moment.
"Go back to sleep, Fae..." The robber told herself, rolling over and burying her face in a soft pillow. She didn't want to get up yet, she still felt way too tired, and the nightmare from the night before hadn't allowed her much sleep. It was a horrible nightmare, a bank robbery gone wrong. The worst villain ever to roam Gotham had decided to drop by and kill everyone, and take all of her money. Not only that, but he tried to take her to... The dead man with the white face and the green hair had tried to take her. It was the worst nightmare she'd ever had.
"I heard that, so there is no point in trying to go back to sleep." The Joker stood from his chair in the corner of the small bedroom, and walked to the bed. It only took about two strides. He took a hand full of violet hair and pulled on it, enough to make sure the girl couldn't go back to sleep.
"Ow!" She instinctively swatted at whatever was holding her hair. She knew it was a man, because of his voice, but she didn't really know who he was. She must've crashed somewhere, because her own place wasn't safe. Not if the police knew she was a robber. "You can't just pull someone's hair. Get some fucking manners."
"You killed a little girl earlier, you'r hair being pulled should be the least of your worries right now." He released her hair, instead moving his gloved hand to her chin, forcing her to look at him. "We have work to do, I've let you sleep for at least five hours, you should be well rested now."
"You're dead, and I didn't hurt anybody. I've only threatened the kids, never hurt them." She shook her head, trying to convince herself she was still dreaming. "None of this is real, okay? I can control my dreams, so you need to leave. I'm imagining you."
"Don't deny what happened, it will only make things harder for you." Joker squeezed her face a little, proving that he was very real. "You aren't asleep. You're awake, and you're here, and you need to get out of this bed, because you're first night as my assistant is coming up fast. In three days I expect you to be able to do a lot, and you're not going to learn anything by sitting here."
A sigh came from the pale lips of the girl on the bed, and she propped herself up on her elbows. "Look, you could've just given me a minute to adjust. I've just been kidnapped, and taken from my own robbery." She looked at the bed, the silky sheets were nicer than she had expected. She'd never thought of the Joker as a man with good taste. She also had never thought he would be the type to undress someone when they were sleeping, but that was apparently wrong, because she could tell her arms were bare. The sheets her soft against her skin, much softer than he jacket had been. "And may I ask why I'm naked? Were
"You aren't naked. I left you with enough dignity, bra and panties intact." The joker pulled the sheet away, once again urging her to get out of bed. "I had to get rid of your clothes. You weren't concealing your identity by wearing them, they had to go. I'm not going to lie though, the view was very nice. I've missed woman dearly since my departure from the world."
"You couldn't wait until I was awake?"
"Like I said, I missed the sight of a woman. I knew you wouldn't allow me to see you if you were awake. I wasn't going to wait if I didn't have to." The Joker shrugged and smiled, showing his teeth. "I have a feeling I won't have to wait long before I see the rest of you, but that is beside the point of everything. You need to get up, because we have some things to do.
"Fine." She swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood up slowly. The floor was freezing, it was bare concrete. "Are you happy now? I got up."
"No matter how much I would like to watch you stand there in lingerie all day, no. I'm not." The Joker looked the girl's body over once more before turning around. "Get dressed, I'm sure you'll find something suitable for a budding villain."
