Batman had dropped off the Joker card with Alfred to analyze for any sort of clue, then ventured back out onto the streets to keep searching. This time in the bat-mobile. The Joker usually put no effort into concealing his schemes. The man liked having his shows in the spotlight. The only times his games were kept more then less under wraps was when he wanted Batman alone to play, rather then all of Gotham. Batman knew this time it was personal. A few beeps from a small screen in the center dashboard suddenly turned into Alfred's voice.

"Found him yet?"

"The card. Where there finger prints?"

"Yes...but only one match.."

"Who?"

"...Robin. Only one print, one match I'm afraid."

"Dammit..."

"Don't panic though, I found something else that may provide as a helpful hint."

"Which is?"

"On the card I found traces of salt water. Perhaps there may be a hint near the pier?"

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The Joker put his own nose against Robin's. Tilting the boy's chin the Joker kept his eyes starring down at the blade that was playing dangerously around Robin's neck. Not breaking the skin, but letting the cold blade wipe across it slowly. It was hard to tell if Robin was more disgusted or scared. The emotions in his face showed signs of both. Joker thrived for those emotions. Those little emotions that built up who a person was.

"Wonder what kid of person you are..."

The Joker's eyes locked on Robin's, knife trailing to his shoulder.

"Are you really a 'Boy Wonder'?"
The blade was tilted at the head of his shoulder so the point pressed against his skin.

"ooorrr...are youuuuu..."

Slowly the Joker slid his eyes to the side to view the knife. Robin glanced too. The Joker's grin was closed, but smiling just as sadistically as ever. Without warning his eyes Shot back to Robin's, catching the other off guard and making him quickly look back into his eyes as well.

"-A COWARD?"

One quick motion and a new cut sliced its way into Robin's shoulder. He held in a scream by clamping his teeth together as hard as he could and tensing his shoulders with his neck. The Joker looked disappointed as he flicked Robin's lower lip.

"Why won't you sing for me Birdie? Got a little..."

Yellow teeth became visible as his smile widened.

"..Stage-fright?..YAHAAA!"

With his giggle he gave Robin Eskimo kisses.Swiping his nose against Robin's while making baby faces. The Joker truly was insane. Robin could see now why Batman was skeptical about Robin even going near someone like him.

"..You're crazy.."

Robin said under his breath between closed teeth. Joker lifted himself up further for a moment, now sitting on Robin's hips. He rolled his head to the side, Locks of curly brownish green hair falling down in his face.

"Crazy?" His grin seemed to have faded completely; besides the smile illusion painted and scarred on his face.

"You wanna see...Crazy?" Grabbing Robin by the hair he pulled his upper torso off the ground until he could get another up close glare from the boy. The Joker's smile became real again.

"I'll show you crazy..."

Letting go of Robin's jet black -now messy- hair, the boy fell back slamming against the ground. The cut in his shoulder was deeper then the one on his face. Warmth of his blood stained his back with the splatter of falling in the small puddle that had formed. Such a sight of blood and pain was driving the Joker mad. He wanted to see more...more suffering...he wanted to destroy any innocence of this boy, any hope, any spark of life left in him. By doing that, it would destroy Batman.

"Lets get on with the show..."

Placing the knife between his teeth the Joker grabbed ahold of either side of Robin's boxers and pulled them completely off. Robin tried kicking, but the Joker kept his spot sitting on his legs.

"HELP! HELLPPP!!"

Robin started screaming. Why hadn't the idea come to him before? Obviously no civilians would be walking the empty piers at night, but Batman would be on the prowl. Batman would be looking for him, maybe he would hear Robin. The Joker wasn't going to let that happen. Sighing to the fact he had to put his game on pause the man stood up and walked away for a moment.

"HELP! PLEASE HELP!"

After a few more desperate cries for his dark knight, the Joker returned with a dirty looking rag.

"HE-" His final attempt of salvation was cut off as the rag was tied tightly around his mouth. Making any other noises muffled. The rag was beyond dirty, and tasted like boat oil.

"I wanted to hear you sing birdie...but I can't let Batty hear your song, can I?"

A snicker leaked after his words as the Joker took a seat on the ground between Robin's legs.

He gave a smiling sigh as he looked the boy up and down.

"Batty's lover. What a game this will be...I wonder if he'll be disgusted by you."

Lifting one of Robin's legs he flipped the boy onto his stomach. Robin shivered at the cold floor against his flat stomach.

"I wonder...If he'll ever be able to look at his Birdie again."

Fingers danced across his skin from the back of his knees up to his thighs.

"I wonder I wonder Will he even want to touch his birdie again?"

Grasping Robin by the hips the Joker leaned forwards until his grin was right besides Robin's ear.

"I don't know if you knew this but...me and him...tch...but, Batty doesn't like me very much. After he sees that you're my bird now...he probably won't even want you back."

Robin's eyes stayed shut tight. He gave up trying to speak after he realized every one of his words were muffled by the rag. The Joker's breath smelt like tobacco. It would be a scent to haunt him forever.

The Joker suddenly sat back up to his previous position. Robin felt his hands let go of his hips, but not even a moment of curiosity had time to make him wonder why before the sound of a zipper made his ears lift in fear.

"CooCoo. CooCoo" The Joker mimicked a coocoo clock.

"Ittttt'''ssssssssss...Showtime!"

Latching onto the boy's hips again the Joker made one slamming thrust inside the boy. Robin couldn't hold it in this time. He screamed, but it was muffled mostly by the rag. The Joker let himself stay inside the boy as he kept his form held above the boy wonder.

"Since you're probably use to this, there's no need to lube'ya up."

Pulling out only half way the Joker thrusted back into him.

"I mean. How often does Batty do this?"

The only answer Joker got were sobs trying to escape from the rag and tears already streaming down Robin's face. There were a few more slamming thrusts before the Joker spoke again. Each one felt like Robin was going to rip in half. IT was true the boy wonder wasn't a virgin, but this was completely different from what Batman did. Batman was never this harsh. As dark as he seemed, Batman would be gentle and careful with the boy. The two of them had actually been together for over a year before they got intimate with one another.

"How does it feel Birdie? Is it better then Batty?"

Somehow the Joker had already been stiff before he plunged into the boy. Robin assumed it had been the fault of the show he watched earlier, or the sight of Robin's suffering. Either way, it almost seemed like the Joker could arouse himself on demand. This torture seemed to go on forever, even though reality would say otherwise. Pulling out almost completely, the Joker made a sudden combination of thrusting forward and pulling Robin towards him to make the most painful motion so far. Once the Joker was as far inside him as he could get, Robin felt the man's seed release inside him. Slowly the Joker pulled out, and Robin collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily and still crying.

"How does it feel knowing part of me will always be inside you?"

Robin only continued sobbing. His eyes were still shut, but his tears would probably blur his vision even if he opened them.

"You're so...gorgeous, when you cry."

The Joker zipped up his pants again as he took a seat on Robin's lower back. Sweeping a finger across his cheek he lifted up a tear and licked the salty liquid from his finger. Clicking his tongue as if to get a better taste test.

"Deeeeelicious."

The knife he had used previously stayed on the ground beside them, but the Joker reached into his coat jacket for a new toy. A scalpel. Humming what sounded like a tune you'd hear at a carnival the Joker towered his form over Robin and placed the blade on his upper back.

"I'm going to make it so you never forget whose Birdie you are...You're not Batty's anymore. You're mine. I OWN you now."

Dragging the blade deeply in his skin, Robin flinched. He was screaming into the rag.

"This way, Batty will know you're mine too. If he ever decides to show up. I tell you-I wait half my life waiting for that guy to show up to my shows."

The carving only continued. Robin could feel the blood trickling off his body and forming an even bigger puddle under him.

Hearing mumbling coming from the rag, Joker decided to take a moment away from his carving to cut the back of the rag, letting the dirty cloth fall to the ground. Robin would be too weak to scream anymore anyways.

"Please...j-just kill me..."

Robin whimpered, shivering violently. He had already been through too much pain to take, and the humiliation of Batman seeing him like this was something he didn't want to go through. Being dead seemed a lot better then staying in a Hell like this.

"Kill you? Why would I do that!? You're WAY to much FUN!"

The Joker said tugging on Robin's ear a few times before continuing carving into his back.

"Pleaseeee! Pleasee just kill me! Idon'twanttoliveIdontwanttolive-"

"-Shhhh...shhhshhh..."

The Joker put the bloody scalpel back in his jacket and pet Robin's hair softly.

"Hush little Birdie...you're not going to die. Don't you want Batman to see you? I bet he misses you..."

"P-please...I want to die.."

Twisting the boy onto his back, Robin nearly screamed again at the feeling of his fresh cuts hitting the dirty cement floor. The Joker placed one hand on the back of Robin's head to avoid it hitting the ground as well.

The Joker was acting like a caring lover now, though that's all it was. Acting. Reaching for the knife on the ground next to them he put the blade back in Robin's mouth.

"Don't be sad...let's put a smile on that face!"

Shattering glass interrupted the 'plastic sugery' before Robin received his permanent smile. The large form of a winged creature swept through one of the higher up windows and glided to the ground only about 10 feet away from the two. It was Batman. The Joker looked like the only one to be happy to see him. Putting the knife in his Jacket the Joker pulled Robin up onto his feet, or as well as the boy could stand and hugged him tightly to his own form.

"Our special guest has finally decided to show up. Too bad you came too late..."

"Give me the boy"

Batman kept his serious cold look, but on the inside he felt crushed seeing Robin in such a state. Beaten, bloody...and even worse, there were obvious signs of rape. Batman wanted to throw a batstar right in the center of the Joker's forehead. He wanted the clown dead for what he did, but didn't want to risk hitting Robin, who could easily be used as a human shield. Robin kept his head lowered. He didn't want Batman to see his face. His legs felt boneless as he found balancing almost impossible, but somehow managed to use leaning on the Joker as a way to keep standing at least a little bit.

"Sorry Batty...but the shows been CANCELED."

Shoving Robin, he suddenly felt the ground underneath him vanish. What was happening. Robin was too much on the edge of unconsciousness to even realize he was now free falling. The Joker had shoved him down the same trap door his henchmen had been doomed to earlier. With his body barley able to move, and his wrists tied back. Robin knew this would be the end. He was sure to drown an icy death. At least Bruce wouldn't have to see him...

--Authors note---


End of the chapter- not the story

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