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So Lia has the Joker staying at her place now. Oh um she met the crime lords or mob bosses and showed them who's boss.YEAH THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT Then she asked the Joker if she could go the "ball" and help him with his "work"

So yeah I believe that's where we left off at or somewhere around there.

Ok ok don't be hasty I'm getting on with this story you bunch of bunch of moose's…he he moose's…

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Hahahaha I bet that you thought that I was going to start the story didn't you well guess again

OK OK I WILL STRAT NOW

I walked out to the limo where the driver was waiting for me with the door open. As I walked to him he was so checking me out. He was definitely stunned by my dress. He tipped his hat towards me and gave me his hand to help into the car. I slid in and a couple of seconds later we were off. Brandon was going to stay and 'watch' the house as he had said. It was about an hour drive to this little party. We stopped and a valet let me out. Once again I was being check out, man I was loving this. As I walked in towards this giant ass building I could feel all of the stares.

I just shrugged them off, and continued to the doors. But before I could get there I was stopped and asked for an invitation. I was almost to the elevator, which was filling up with people and I assume going to the same destination as me. The man that stopped me was your typical bouncer and was checking me out with a smirk on his face. He was tall buff and tanned and I bet Italian. He had his arms crossed, I looked around me and noticed that everyone was being stopped and asked for their invites. I looked up to him and smiled with a seductive glint in my eyes. I placed one of my arms on his neck and the other on his chest. I pulled him towards me, I brought his face to my lips. He thought he has going to get kissed but I put my head to the side of his and whispered in his ear.

"Wanna have some fun?"

"You read my mind babe."

He started to pull away when I got into his mind and controlled him to let me through. His face went blank and no one noticed it though. He let me through and I made my way towards the elevator. There were people in there already getting ready to head up. I was the last one in there and which meant that I standing in the front. I stood there listening to what the richie bitches were saying about me. I wonder what they would do if I suddenly turned around and bared my fangs. I shook my head at the thought and chuckled to myself. It was about a 15 minute ride up. The elevator dinged and I slowly walked out.

There were a shit load of people in there and they all looked at me. They were silent for a moment but then continued with their conservations. I am so loving this. I began to make my way through the crowd trying to find this Harvey Dent. I went into people's mind to see what he looked like. I found out 

immediately why he would be wanted. Putting away that many criminals in this city. I saw the champagne and grabbed a glass. Then I saw him the one that Joker was looking for. I reached up to my ear and rubbed it making it look like a nervous habit. When I heard it silently beeped. I began to talk as I slowly made my way to the balcony.

"Joker"

It took a minute for him to answer.

"Yeeessss"

"He's here and he's got a date in a green or blue dress her name is—"

"Rachel Dawes, I already know that, thank you we'll be up in a minute doll"

He laughed his insane laugh, I could almost picture him doing it to. I drank the rest of my glass and walked back in. There was a helicopter that came down and out stepped a very hot guy with 3 dates. Thats right 3, what a player and why were his dates all in brightly colored dresses. Man I thought that I stood out. He came in and introduced himself as Bruce Wayne and gave some lame ass speech. During that time I went into his mind and found out something interesting, he was the man from the over night. Wow this is the same guy with gay ears and the horrible raspy voice. What the hell. I sighed disgusted and walked off back to the balcony.

He must of have noticed because he followed me out there.

"May I ask who you are? I don't believe that we have been introduced. One so beautiful as yourself must know who I am."

"Hmm, we have met and I know who you are Mr. Bat"

He looked shocked. I turned to face him and he took a step back when he saw my face.

"You what are you doing here?" he asked alarmed

"Don't get your cape bunched up I came for a friend. Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you."

"You never answered my question the other night."

"Yeah I know, I am a vampire oh and my name is Lia by the way."

"A a vampire, but that's impossible!"

"You want to try me. You watched me eat so you should be able to believe me easier…now."

"What you did was wrong."

"What me eating? I don't think so you need to learn your place as me being your elder and you being my food."



"How old are you?"

"Going on 500. Hard to believe isn't it?"

"Yes."

We just stood there in silence, until I noticed a woman coming towards Bruce.

"Well , Bruce I'll be seeing you around then, in both of your forms."

I said and then walked back inside. I watched as the two began to talk. He looked at her with pure love in his eyes. For some reason I wanted to destroy that. Don't get me wrong, I know jealousy, and this wasn't it. He looked at her with love sick eyes while she looked at him with almost annoyance. A one-sided relationship. They both came back in and the party continued on. I walked in the shadows, unnoticed by anyone, just walking and waiting.

Then it came the gun shot, in walked Joker with his thugs.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen we are tonight's entertainment."

I watched him take a bite of something, then walk over to the champagne and took a drink. He was doing all this while asking for Harvey Dent. Then an old man came out and said something, it angered me. The Joker held his face and said something that made the old man shit his pants. Well that's what I thought it looked like anyways. I made my way to the front and while everyone tried to move back I went forward following him.

Then that's when little miss bitchy decided to step-up. Once again I didn't hear what she said because I was already getting pissed. I just realized something even with my improved hearing I still don't listen to anyone. He grabbed her face and held his knife to her face. In my mind I jumping with joy, I was screaming 'CUT HER FACE OFF, LETS MAKE A PUZZLE WITH IT I WANT SOME BLOOD HERE!'But like I said that was in my head. Then she hit him, I was seeing red now. And you know what I have no fucking idea as to why I am getting so fucking mad and its pissing me off! Then Bruce or Batman came behind the Joker and I laughed and thought that he was a ninja imposter. With I little more training he could be a great ninja.

I laughed as the two began to battle while everyone was cramming into the elevator, trying to get out. It was simply utter chaos. Joker grabbed the girl and held her out the window, the black blob ninja wannabe told her to let her go and the Joker did. I was laughing which caused them to look at me. The ninja wannabe went after her and jumped through the window. Jokester walked over to me and grabbed my arm pretty hard. If I were human that would of have bruised me. He pulled me towards the elevator with his goons in pursuit of us. When we all got in there I laughed some more. The Joker joined in and began to laugh with me. His goons were just looking at us like we were insane.

"Well I will have to join you more when you go to work" I said in-between laughter.

"Yes and maybe dress like that more often too."



"You know not even Brandon could get me to dress up and here I've known you for what a day and you have already managed something within that time period, that he could not do in 17 years."

We just looked at each other. We arrived in the main lobby and I looked around and the workers had been shot. He led me outside to his awaited vehicle, which was a fucked up O.J. mobile A/N THE O.J. MOBLIE IS AN OLD ASS WHITE BRONCO, LOOK IT UP It was rusted but you could still see traces of paint on it. There were only two seats and they were in the front. The Joker got into the passenger seat and put me in his lap. And let me tell you that made me blush, a 500 year old vampire blushed. The last time that I blushed was from Lulach and that was what like 400 years ago. This man maybe just maybe is Lulach in present form or reincarnated. He noticed my blush and laughed, which only made me blush harder. That fucke,r he knew it too. The rest of the gang and not Scooby-Doo got in and we headed towards my place at top speed. Man this idiot was driving like an manic. I LOVED IT.

After a couple of minutes cops were on our tail chasing us. I suddenly got an idea.

"Hey Jokester, I got an idea but I got to get off of you to do it."

"Oh and what makes you think that I would do that. What if I'm comfortable and won't let you go?"

"Doesn't matter I am going to do it whether you want me to or not."

"Fine fine what is it?"

"I'm going to hop out of the back and land on the cop's car. I will have a few minutes of fun them I'll make them blow up."

"Oh sounds fun can I watch."

"Yeah yeah just remember to stay in the shadows and don't get caught."

And with that i climbed off of him and headed to the back. The guys in the back had opened it for me. The cop car was right behind us. I took a deep breath quickly judged the distance and the speed. I looked back at the Joker and smiled at him. He had left his seat and was in the back waiting for me to jump. I did I leaped forward and tucked my body into a roll. I landed on the hood of the cop car. He slammed on his brakes. I shoved my hand through the glass to grab him before he could do anything. I pulled him out, which shattered the windshield. He had been cut all over his face from the glass. The blood was turning me on, I bared my fangs and bit into his neck I didn't kill him but I took a lot of his blood. He still had life in him I placed my hands on either side of his face and I snapped his neck.

I then threw him down and took his gun. I walked away from the car and shot the engine then the fluid. The only easy way to blow up a car in this situation. The car finally blew up after more than half of the clip was gone. There were more sirens coming. I could tell two cars. But I will assume for my safety that there are 2 in each. They got here in no time and I was waiting in the shadows of the alleyway. Yeah there were 4 stupid cops. I came out of nowhere and jumped on one of their backs, he began to scream. 

I took his blood and flipped over him he fell down with a loud thud. The others were just staring at me. I'm wearing a exposing dress and have blood around my mouth.

I was looking back at them. They didn't move but I decided to I jumped onto the first one and did the same thing as I did before I took his blood and pushed off of him. I took out the gun and shot the other two, I had my fill for the night. I dragged the bodies their rightful car and took their shotguns. How did I know what car they were in, duh their scents. I shot the engines up until it leaked and the I shot it, which of course made the cars blow up.

I quickly fled the scene not wanting to be hassled by any more cops at the moment. I climbed onto the roofs and searched for the familiar scents, then I found one. It was the Joker's, now his scent was a manly musky smell. And it smelt really good. I followed it he was a couple of alleyways down. When I reached him I saw that he too was on the rooftops. He saw me and he had his notorious smile on. I jumped over to him and he held his ground as I landed in front of him.

"Now that's what I am talking about!"

I just smiled at him. He began to walk away with me silently following. He came to the side where the van was, he began to go down the ladder. When he reached the bottom, he finally noticed that I was not down there.

"Hurry up and get your fat ass down here!"

"I do not have a fat ass!"

I then jumped down to wanting to anger him. The guys were just sitting in the O.J. mobile silently. Jokester got in the passenger seat, I went to go in the back but he got out and put in the front with him. The driver then started the O.J. mobile and we were off. I looked back at my handy work and saw the smoke rising and the fire truck coming up and onto the scene, I smiled

I just sighed and sat there quietly. After a few minutes the silence was killing me, so I turned on the radio and the song that came on was Liar by Korn. I knew this song by heart and couldn't help but get into and head bang and sing along with it. Sure this song was on the new album and not as good as their old stuff but I still fucking loved it. I was still head banging in the Joker's lap when I heard the music turn off.

"Heeeyyyy. I was listening to that!"

"You are going to get a concussion if you keep doing that."

I just sat there and then after a couple of minutes I reached over quickly and turned it on. He didn't see me do it but he knew that I did. The song currently playing was Bodies by Drowning Pool. Another good song but I couldn't get into this one. I sat there listening to it. After a couple more songs we got to my house, the gates opened and let us in. Which meant Brandon was watching and waiting for us to come 

home. Also he knew something had happened. I looked at the clock in the O.J. mobile and it said 11:27, great it's still early.

I got off of the Joker and walked in with the guys following me. The door flew open and there was Brandon majorly pissed off.

"WHAT THE HELL LIA?"

"What did I do now?"

He dragged me into the living room, and shoved me down on the couch. He then turned on the TV. It was the news and there was a video of me jumping onto the cop's car and killing him, but that was all that it showed. The reporter was talking a bit about who I was and what was the commissioner was going to do about this "new threat to Gotham."

The Joker came in and sat beside me. I had zoned out. I walked off and didn't say a word to anyone I went straight to my room to think about this. When I got to my room I began to think this through, out loud apparently.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, this is so fucking bad. If the others find this, wait given this city and the fact that I never met any other vampires I should be ok. They might think that it is an imposter. I mean come on a city with a gay bat vigilante and a sexy clown villain. That's a psycho and his eyes and wait did I just say that the Joker was sexy. Yes yes I did but he is and I know it. Oh yes I do know it, he he. I wonder if he's ever been with a vampire. Probably not. But shit shit shit this is bad I know that there are no other vampires in this city and that I am older and was taught something's that a normal vampire wouldn't know. So I guess that I am ok. I just need to come up with a new thing since I am now a villain in this city. I'll have Brandon help me with that. But goddamn that Joker is so fucking hot."

I sighed after having a talk with myself. I heard someone clear their throat. I turned around and saw Jokester standing there with an amused look on his face.

"How much did you hear?"

"Everything, I followed you right after you left."

I blushed and grabbed my pajamas and went into the my bathroom. I got out of the dress attaire and put on the clothes from earlier, you know the black camisole and shorts. When I came out I saw Jokester laying in my bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Um trying to go to sleep but there's this annoying dog that won't shut-up"

"Whatever."

I headed back upstairs to the kitchen. I saw Brandon and the others in the living room playing video games. I have no idea what. I just shrugged and continued with my mission. I went to the refrigerator 

and reached into the back. There was a secret handle that led to the back of it where the blood bags were. I quickly grabbed one and went back to my room. Jokester wasn't on the bed but I heard him in the bathroom. I grabbed the bag and popped it into my teeth I drank it slowly. I was aware of Jokester watching me the whole time. I finished it and tossed it into the trashcan on the opposite side of the room. I stopped and looked at him. He had his suit on but he had no make-up.

I walked over to him. I stared up at him and took in his features. He looked exactly like Lulach. I gasped and backed away, but he grabbed me and brought me to him.

"Why do you do that when you start to really get a good close up of me? Is it the scars?"

He then took out his knife and brought it to my face. I was shaking at the thought my Lulach, I didn't even notice the knife that he held to my mouth.

"Wanna know how I got them?"

"Do you want to know why I tremble and shake when I look at you?"

"Hmm, your story seems to be more promising, don't see why not!"

He then jumped on my bed and sat Indian style and he was just looking at me. All I could think of was Lulach and how much he resembled him. I told him my story of my past and my lover. He just stared at me with a smile. I couldn't read anything in his eyes, and I was afraid to go into his mind and I do not know why.

"SOOO I look like your precious Lulach, huh?"

"Yes, everything, your voice, attitude, looks, just everything, except for the hair."

I then began to cry and I put my head down to cover my tears. I have only cried once, when Lulach died. I felt him put his hand under my chin and tilt my head to look at him. He wiped away my tears.

"Your tears are—"

"Yes they are blood and not water."

My crying had ceased. I turned away and headed to my coffin to get some rest.

"Goodnight Jokester, see you tomorrow night."

I slowly climbed into my coffin and closed the lid, my iPod was still in there. I turned it on and the song that came on was I Never Chose You by Neuroticfish. I felt a couple more tears slide down and then decided that they were not going to bring him back to me. I sighed wiped them away and went to sleep listening to my music.