Over the next two months there was chaos and anarchy all over the city. Once the word that Batman was now helpless got out every criminal in Gotham was no longer afraid of the dark knight. The body count was becoming staggeringly high, stores were closing after being robbed, homes were abandoned by people who were lucky enough to leave the city in time and other homes were nothing but piles of rubble after attacks. The destruction was endless and what tortured Bruce the most was that he was completely helpless. Some of the criminals even turned themselves in just to get into Arkham and beat Bruce. Harley was still locked in Arkham with him, Bruce tried to charm some sense into her but all he got back was a slap to the face and multiple inmates in the immediate vicinity joining in. It was obvious the visits Harley got with Jack to were a little more intimate then the staff knew due to the fact Harley would come back into the rec room flustered and fixing her clothes. Every day she believed would be the day that Jack, or the Joker, would let her out and join in the mayhem that Gotham was now engulfed in.

What confused Bruce the most was that there was no news on the Joker joining in on the action outside even thought it was his doing. Bruce thought that life couldn't get any worse from now on, daily beatings and abuse, being dragged down the halls he once walked with authority. He was sitting in his usual corner in the rec room as Harley talked to Ivy who had just been recaptured. A pair of orderlies walked over to him, one holding a strait jacket "Wayne, you have a visitor" one muttered as the other applied the jacket, Bruce didn't resist because fighting against them would only confirm their accusations of his sanity.

He was dragged down to the visiting room, the booths were empty as expected. Most of the inmates in Arkham didn't have family, either the family didn't want to see them or they had killed their family, usually it was the latter. Bruce sat down in the booth he was lead to and his heart instantly dropped when he saw Jack who was leaning back in his chair cleaning his nails with a switchblade "Evening Brucie" he exclaimed looking up at him with that crazy look in his eyes.

"You!" Bruce growled through gritted teeth.

"What exactly do you mean by 'you'" he asked mocking Bruce's voice.

"You put me in here" he glared.

"Oh no, you did that all by yourself" he replied "Dressing up as a bat, fighting crime like the asshole you are and even beating up the poor innocent crazies. How does it feel to be on the other side for once? Being beaten everyday, being watched even while you're taking a shit? Don't you worry you get used to it"

"What are you trying to prove?"

"You know what's funny? I don't even know" he chuckled "I've only been making things up as I go along! I don't even know what's gonna happen next! Maybe I'll kill a couple of kindergartners" He shrugged.

"You sick bastard"

"And you know the best part?" he asked but Bruce just glared back at him "I get conjugal visits with Harley" He replied as burst into a fit of laughter.

This seemed to anger Bruce the most "Don't talk about my girlfriend like that"

"Sorry pal but she aint yours no more but tell me, was she ever really yours to begin with?" asked leaning back on the back legs of his chair "Well I had her in here just a minute ago and she described all the weird fetishes and fantasies she imagined while I was gone and I can tell you now that they weren't of you" he chuckled "she said she wanted me to get the rubber chicken and…" This drove Bruce over the edge, he lunged at the window in between them to an effort to attack him but just slammed into the unbreakable glass glaring at Jack but this didn't cause Jack to laugh. Bruce then realized why, because Jack knew that the guards would come to take Bruce back to the rec room and bursting into maniacal laughter would look quite suspicious. The guards did come and once again restrained Bruce and began to drag him away, Jack called after him from the booth in a once again normal voice "I hope you get better soon Master Wayne"

"Don't lie to me you maniac!" Bruce continued to curse Jack until the door to the room was closed and silence fell among the visiting room, Jack stood up smiling to himself and fixed the buttons on his suit jacket.

Commissioner Gordon walked into the room after hearing the cursing that Bruce had directed at Jack "Are you alright Mr Napier?"

"Yes, just a little shaken" He said nodding to Gordon.

"Any idea what set him off?" Gordon asked.

"Somehow he has found out my romantic relationship with his previous partner Harley. He believes that I have seduced her again"

"Yeah those two were really close until….wait…did you say again? The only person who has ever seduced Harley Quinn was the Joker and that's exactly who you're accused of being"

"That is untrue and quite frankly offensive" Jack said fixing his collar.

Gordon looked up at Jack who was quite a bit taller than he was and notice the top of what seemed to be a tattoo on the side of Jacks neck, it was the top of a card. Gordon reached up to pull down Jack's collar more "What is that?"

Jack pushed his hand away pulling his collar up to cover his neck "I suggest you keep out of others business. Goodbye" Jack said and left.

Gordon stared after him before rushing to the wing of the asylum that kept the records of its inmates. He looked through the files for hours until he found the Jokers file that seemed as thick as his head and as heavy as a brick. Gordon opened it and rushed through the contents until he found the Jokers mug shot. The Jokers smug face stared back at Gordon dressed in a white singlet and a jumpsuit hanging off his hips holding a sign. It read Name unknown Joker Inmate 0801. Gordon continued to survey the picture and sure enough the Joker has the four cards tattooed on the lower part of his neck exactly where Jack had it "Looking for something?" a familiar voice said from the doorway.

Gordon looked back to see Jack standing in the door "Your the Joker!" Gordon accused.

Jack sighed as he approached Gordon "You know Commissioner Boredom" Gordon noticed that his voice had changed dramatically into the Jokers voice "You've been very rude. Now whats to be done about that?" Jack asked leaning into Gordon.

"You'll pay for putting this city's hero in the asylum" Gordon growled.

Jack gasped "Oh really, I don't see anyone here to stop me. I know you can't"

"I should have been suspicious ever since you started dating Harley. Only a god damn madman would date her"

"Wow, now that's just rude"

"I'm going to put you behind bars, I know you're the Joker now"

"Oh come on Jimbo, I'm really not in the mood for torturing people today. How bout we just keep this our little secret or I'll put you in the asylum too" Jack said before he left Gordon sitting in a pile of scattered papers from his file.


Sorry I re posted this chapter a few times, had to do some editing