Chapter 2

Trick and Joker were riding in a semi with the letter 'S' spray painted in front of the word laughter. The chase for Harvey dent was exciting.

"I like this job! Do you like this job?" Joker asked Trick. He didn't wait for an answer as he turned to keep up with the SWAT truck.

Trick looked to the sky and saw the police helicopter. Far off several men set up traps that would take the helicopters down on Trick's command.

Batman glared at the Joker from his motorcycle. They were both headed straight for each other, but he had a plan. At the last minute he let loose a cable and darted underneath the semi causing it to flip completely over and crash.

Trick had moved his body to protect the Joker as they crashed back to the ground. The Joker crawled out dragging the unconscious and bleeding Trick into the street. He kissed his cheek and waited for Batman in the middle of the street.

"Come on, I want you to do it. Hit me!" Joker shouted crazily.

Batman continued to get closer until he swerved at the last minute and crashed into a wall.

"Ha ha ha" the joker laughed as he skipped to the unconscious body of Batman.

Before he could touch him, Gordon pressed a gun to the back of his head and said, "We gotcha, you son of a bitch."

The interrogation room was grimy and the light in the corner flickered. Trick sat in an uneven metal chair trying to ignore the psychologist sitting across from him. While he was unconscious his mask and suit jacket were removed. Luckily they hadn't taken his collar or his powers would have gotten out of control.

The door opened and Gordon walked in causing the psychologist to stop talking. "How are you young man?" he asked pulling a chair to the other side of the table.

"Well it's a little cold, but other than that I feel peachy. Big Bro how do you feel?" Trick asked out loud.

"ASK WHY THEY DIDN'T TAKE THE COLLAR" Kurama said.

From Gordon's point of view Trick was staring adoringly at his stomach before becoming serious and nodding. "Big Bro wants me to ask a question. Why didn't you take my collar?"

"We read the tag on them son, you don't need it. The Joker is just using you and he'll get rid of you whenever it benefits him." Gordon shouted at him hoping he could reason with the boy.

The psychologist put a hand on Gordon's shoulder. "I suggested that it would be better if you were the one to get rid of the collar." He puts a charming smile on his face.

"Why would I want to get rid of the collar? Joker gave me the collar because he saved me!" Trick was confused, he didn't understand these two men.

"I'm going to try something I only do with my more extreme patients. I want you to close your eyes Trick and imagine where you were before you came to meet Joker. The smells. The sounds. Now open your eyes!" The psychologist snapped his fingers and stared into Trick's bright blue eyes.

"Okay, I need you to tell me how old you are."

"I'm 16 years old."

Gordon's eyes widened. This boy was so small he didn't look a day over 14.

"What's your real name?"

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze"

"Where were you before you met The Joker?"

"I was in the alley with my big bro"

"Don't you want to go back there? Aren't there people there that would miss you?"

"Never! I was in the alley because I was chased there by a drunk mob. I was beaten, cut, raped, and God knows what else. That was all on my birthday! On any other day I was shunned, spit on, and blamed for the death of hundreds. I didn't even do it, my brother did, and they all couldn't tell the difference between us!" Trick's eyes flashed between red and blue as he revealed his past to the two other men in the room.

Gordon and the psychologist were frozen in shock at the boy's life before Joker.

"What is the Joker to you?"

"The Joker is my savior. He is my love. He is what holds me and my brother back from killing everyone apart and dancing on their corpses."

Trick holds his head in his hands and starts to scream.

"What's happening?" Gordon ran around the table and grabbed Trick's hands.

"Sometimes patients with traumatizing pasts get caught up in it during this process!" the psychologist panicked.

"I'm not a demon. I'm not a freak. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, ImsorryImsorryImsorry" Trick rocked back and forth in fetal position on the floor.

"Hey, hey it's all right. No one thinks you're a demon. You just made some bad choices. Joker knows how to convince people to do things for him" Gordon soothes Trick by running his hand up and down his back.

A large explosion rocks the precinct. "HE ISN'T MAKING US DO ANYTHING WE DON'T WANT TO DO!" Trick looked up to Gordon with red eyes and an eerie grin.

"Who wants to meet my pets?" Trick said before standing up and walking to the door to let in Bonnie and Clyde.