I Own nothing of the dark knight, batman ect. I wish I did but... I dont :(
Please thank 0Kuro Tenshi0 for going through the chapter and editing the grammer and detail! :)
Vera's POV
After the Jokers chaotic driving - which I'm certain led to over twelve car crashes (if my hearing was right), we finally pulled to a stop.
"Come on my little kitten, ya need some more, uh, clothes!" He giggled but I could hear a slight threat in his voice should I cause trouble for him.
I gulped, but had no choice as he had grasped my wrist before unbuckling my seatbelt; once I had been yanked from the van, I felt myself once more being tossed over the Joker's shoulder.
I heard a loud bang, and before I knew it, I had been placed on my feet again, spun around and had the blindfold removed and my hands unbound.
Looking around, I saw we were in a 24 hour shopping mall, and considering there was so little people it was likely that it was very late, which left the place bare of all life other then myself and the Joker.
I vaguely noticed some henchmen standing at the entrance of the foreign mall, but I had been spun around by the grinning clown and pulled aimlessly along behind him.
I was scared, no doubt, yet very curious; I did see the Joker's point, but I also knew my own point I had believed since a young age and it was a very hard concept to just change my whole view on life within 24 hours like the Joker wanted of me.
"What do ya want to get first?" The Joker snickered as I glanced around looking for any little detail that would announce where I was. I still didn't know where the hell I was.
"Uh...I...I don't know?" I had no idea how long I was to be held by the Joker, nor what he wanted me to wear, or if I could actually choose my own clothing...
"Hahaha, well kitten, I would be glad to help ya choose some exiciting new clothing!" The Joker grinned whilst winking.
Moments after he announced this, he had held my hand and wrapped his purple gloved hand around mine and pulled me roughly towards a small shop at the back of the mall; upon closer inspection, I scrambled slightly only to freeze at the dangerous grin the erupted over the Jokers face.
He had brought me to a lingerie shop.
I gulped while slightly protesting, "I am NOT going in there with you!" I growled, which I was sure nobody could decipher, though he turned on his heel abruptly actually having understood my defiant words.
"What was that kitten?" He snarled while backing me into a electronic poster board cornering me, I couldn't even run as his hand had tightened over mine the moment I muttered the word not.
"Well, kitten you don't have to be there conciouss, I would be uh, delighted to play dress up with ya!" He grinned with malicous intent while pressing his entire body into mine making little mountain like gooseflesh cover my bare arms.
I automatically tried to use my training on him. TRIED being the main word here, as soon as I even attempted it my head was yanked back harshly by the roots of my hair and a small hand knife was flush against my mouth.
"What was that you were attempting kitten?" He growled while pressing the blade further into the corner of my mouth causing shiver to spill down my spine and me to shudder in fear.
I tried kicking him in the groin as a instinct when threatened.
"HAHAHAHAHA! Thats why I chose you to be mine kitten, so much fight in you my little Vera!" He whispered in my ear making small tears leap to the corner in my eyes as his darkened eyes lit up with a possesive glint that made me freeze.
I tried to deny belonging to him, but he had thrust his lips against mine, no doubt smearing his red garish face paint over my slightly chapped lips.
His tongue was rough and hard as it was tasting every crevice of my mouth as I was too shocked to even comprehend fighting him or denying his advances.
I slowly relaxed and shivered, but in fear or pleasure I didn't know...
