A/N: Almost caught up the back story... Then the real fun begins...and to the BEAUTIFUL people to review, I love you XoXo.
~Smiling right from ear to ear
almost laughed herself to tears.~
~Avenged Sevenfold~
Joker readied his men for this job. They were breaking into Wayne Tower to get the last things he needed. Joker had a group running into the building and doing a basic smash and grab type job. They now knew which areas to avoid to stay off camera until the security was take care of and he had one of his men stay after closing, hidden inside. Once the guy killed the one roaming security guard and got into the control room, thanks to his Peach's code, and killed that one, they would be let in.
They waited until Joker's guy opened the side service door. Joker got out of the van feeling excited. This is what he lived for. This is what he loved. They ran into the building and headed towards the basement. The building was dark, small soft yellow lights lined the wall. They hurried, the men getting more excited as they got closer.
"Feel free to make a mess, boys." He encouraged them.
They got to the doors that led to the fun stuff in the basement. This was one of the better parts of the job. Joker chewed the inside of his cheek as he linked up the small explosive. He really loved this part. The controlled explosion blew the door out of the way. The slight ringing in his ears comforted him.
The whole crew made their way down and Joker followed behind. To say he was surprised was a complete understatement. Wayne Enterprises was into some super technical stuff. There were weird weapons too. His eyes moved from crate to crate and shelf to shelf. It was like an amusement park. Fun all around.
The men ran to the crate they needed and grabbed the large disbursement system. They moved to drag the equipment back to the van, Joker moved around to look at the other things. There were a lot of military type items. Joker wanted to play with some, but thought better of it. That could be saved for a later date. He turned, and headed back to the van while his guys made a mess of the place.
While the actual job only took 45 minutes, the drive back seemed to take forever. All he wanted was to get back and start working. He felt the excitement shooting through him. They pulled up and he hurried out of the van and headed inside.
"Take it to the work shop boys." He said. He ran up the steps and moved into his office. He looked around for the girl.
She was asleep on the small loveseat. He moved to stand in front of it. He looked down at the girl, she was just as annoying as ever. She was still angry at him, but she'd get over it. He walked around to the back of the small seat and tipped it up, dumping the girl on the floor.
She groaned and stood up. Her eyes were burning with anger. He loved it.
"Rise and shine, princess." He said.
"That hurt, is it time to go home?" She asked, the anger cooling.
"No, Peach, we got work to do. Follow me." He said walking away.
He could hear the small footsteps following him obediently. He smiled as they move to the work shop. The girl had stopped at the doorway. Joker walked to the far wall and grabbed her a breathing mask. He pushed the thing over her face, watching her frown.
"Safety first, doll." He took her hand in his and pulled her to the two large tables.
"What is all of this?" she asked.
"Glad you asked, this is the last piece of my grand gesture for the people of Gotham. Once we fill these babies up, we will release the laughing gas I have finally perfected. They won't know what hit 'em until it's too late."
The girl looked confused. "Why?"
Joker felt his good mood falter, "Why, what?"
"Why will it be too late?" she asked.
Joker laughed. "There is no cure for them. Once you breathe it, it's a done deal." He smiled. "But you and I won't have to worry. I made us a little medicine to keep it from hurting us." He said.
"What kind of medicine?" She asked, eyes bright now.
"Just a shot." He said walking back to the desk. He rummaged through the desk until he found the little box with the syringe. "I'm gonna have to stick you with this, but it'll only hurt for a second." He said.
"Where's yours?" she asked.
Joker knew he couldn't pull one over on her. "I've already had mine, I've been working a long time on this." He told her.
It wasn't a lie really. Joker had found out, by accident, that he was immune to it. He sprayed himself and it just didn't work, after the tests at the train and mall, he assumed he was immune. He had a friend work out this inoculation from his blood. Then, he'd tested that out on that friend. Making sure it was completely safe before he'd give it to the girl. It worked like a charm.
"Okay." She said and closed her eyes.
Joker smiled and lifted the small sleeve of the hot pink shirt she wore. He frowned at the small t shirt, he preferred the dresses she used to wear. He uncapped the needle and grabbed her arm. The shot was over in a second. He had watched her face. The girl didn't even flinch.
"It might burn for a bit, but you'll be fine."
She moved to take off the mask. He smiled when he saw the teeth marks she left on her bottom lip. He moved to the desk and uncovered the containers of bright green liquid. The girl moved up and touched the glass, running her hands along them.
"Let's get to work, I will do this one, watch me carefully, then you do that one." He said, pointing at the second container of the green liquid.
She nodded and watched him as he grabbed the stolen disbursement devices and began hooking up tubes. Once he had the chemical moving into the large metal container he turned to watch the girl.
She made quick work of it. She had the transfer started in minutes. Joker was impressed. She was a quick study.
They sat in silence as the tanks filled. The Bright green liquid disappearing from sight. Joker couldn't help but feel excited. By the end of the week, he would have Gotham broken and begging. He looked over and saw the girl had fallen asleep again, head rested on her hands. He looked at her, really looked. She wasn't the same girl he had rescued. She was a young lady and he didn't know how to feel about that.
He had obviously not thought the whole thing through when he decided not to get rid of her. He loathed that decision often. But she had proven herself useful. She was so serious, too serious for a little girl.
He glanced back at the chemicals, they were all inside the metal containers now. He hurried and removed the transfer tubes. He capped off the tops and ta-da, all finished.
He moved to pick up the girl and go home. He lifted her up and she instantly gripped his neck. She relaxed into his grip and was breathing, deep asleep again. Joker moved with purpose out of the door and towards the car. He maneuvered her small body into the seat and moved to drive.
He pulled up to their place and got out. He unlocked the door and went back to get the girl. She was dead weight. He picked her up and went inside. Without thinking he had just went to his room and laid her on the bed.
Joker took a shower and got cleaned up. He was pulling on a shirt when he realized she might not want to stay in his room anymore. They had been fighting more than not lately. The girl had been sleeping most nights in her own room. He moved back into the bedroom and decided she would be fine.
He pulled the blanket up from the bottom of the bed and covered them. He fell asleep pretty quickly. He wasn't sure if he had been dreaming or not but he was being pulled back to consciousness. He felt as if he was being suffocated. He opened his eyes and didn't see anything out of the ordinary, just a perfect view of the cracked ceiling.
He moved his head to look around a noticed the girl. She was laying almost completely on him. She had her head on his chest, her arm wrapped around his waist. He could feel that she even had her leg wrapped around his.
He laid there, looking at her mass of curly hair, her face soft in sleep. He felt a twinge of affection in his chest. The feeling causing him to shoot straight up, tossing the girl back on her side of the bed.
She rubbed her eyes and looked over at Joker's back. "Good morning." She said as she got up and left the room.
Joker watched her leave and felt a burning hatred wash over him. He got up to get dressed quickly. The girl took forever to get dressed and ready. When she stepped foot out of the room Joker was frowning.
"What's all over your face?" he asked.
"Make up, do I look pretty?" She asked.
Joker hated that she did look pretty. "Yea doll, you look gorgeous," He watched her smile, hating her for it "let's go, I got to drop you off today."
She had been smiling, until he dropped that bomb on her. She had been going to a friend of Ace's house on certain days to keep her out of the warehouse. She hated it, Joker had no doubt about that. It was the reason she'd been so mad at him lately.
"Why? I can help you." She said.
"What I have planned isn't for kids." He said.
"I'm not a kid. I'll be 13 soon, I think." She blurted out.
Joker turned and looked at her. "13?" he was shocked, she was small. She barely reached his shoulders. "You sure about that kiddo?" he asked.
She nodded, afraid to speak.
"You're smart. Did your brother teach you to play helpless?" he asked, trying to calm himself down. He had suspected she was older than he had thought at first.
She nodded again. "Are you mad at me?" her voice cracked.
"No peach, I'm proud of you, you are a survivor, like me." He said.
She nearly knocked the breath out of him when she hugged him. He let her hug him and calm down. He had felt her small frame shaking slightly as she cried. When she pulled away he grabbed her face, hard. He dug the tips of his fingers into her soft cheeks.
"If you ever lie to me again, even by omission, I will cut your tongue out of your pretty little mouth, do you understand?" He said face close enough to hers that their noses touched, and he could feel her breath on his face. She nodded.
He held her face for a second longer than necessary, noticing how she had smeared her make up. Her eyes looked bright from the tears and personally, he liked the look, but he knew she wanted it to look like it had before. He swiped his other thumb under her eye, then released her face.
He showed her the makeup on his thumb, "Go fix your make up, then we can go." He said as if he hadn't just threatened her.
She smiled, it was a goofy smile. He watched her as she skipped along to her room as if he'd just told her the best news ever. Joker felt that confusion again. He would never understand this girl. She came back out, make up intact, though her eyes were a bit red.
"Let's go." He said leaving the building.
They drove in relative silence. Joker was replaying the morning in his head, trying to understand why she was smiling after all of that. Joker prided himself as being able to read people, but he'd never really tried to read a teenage girl before. He decided then, that if the girl wanted to play, he'd let her play. He smiled as he drove now.
"I thought I was going to Tracy's?" she asked as he turned towards the warehouse.
"Change of plans, you think you can run with the guys, consider today your tryouts." He said, not looking at her. He missed the overly large grin that was plastered on her face.
"You won't regret it." She said
He already regretted it. They pulled up to the warehouse and she bounced out of the car and into the building. Joker wasn't too far behind her. The men were all over the place preparing for the bit of fun he had planned today.
He found the girl bouncing foot to foot with nervous energy. She was waiting by the bottom of the stairs. He walked up and handed her his keys, "Go to the play room and pick a weapon to have with you, besides your gun. Something quiet."
She nodded and sprinted across to 'the hall of horrors', as the guys called it. They hated going near it. She loved it, that's where she played the best. She'd become a pro at torture.
Joker watched the guys, they sported their masks and disguises. He loved this. They were going to cause a bit of trouble. Wreak some Havoc. A bit of fun before the big ending. He chuckled to himself.
He turned to go to his office, he needed to get ready. He didn't have his face on. He moved into the office and grabbed his tins of makeup from one of the drawers. He was getting started when the girl burst through his door. She was swinging the bat she liked to use.
"Good choice." He said.
She moved over and grabbed the tins of paint. "Let me." She said already scooping out the paint.
She worked diligently. Wiping the excess paint on her jeans when she was finished.
"Sit down, peach." Joker said pointing to the top of his desk.
She complied, hopping her tiny body up to the desk. "You have any hair ties?" he asked.
She reached for her bag and pulled out three. He grabbed two of them and started working, He pulled her curls into two pig tails on the sides of her head. After that he looked at her face for a second then grabbed the red paint.
He moved his fingers lightly over her face, he smiled when she tilted her face up to him and closed her eyes. She had complete trust in him. She was infuriating, but he continued. He painted a large red diamond over her green eye. He wiped the paint on her pants and grabbed the black. He carefully ran it along her lips, then dew a small line upwards from each side.
He stepped back and smiled. She looked perfect. "Now you look the part." He said. She snapped her eyes open and smiled. The effect was perfect. The black lines making her face look like it would split any second.
"Let's go grab the boys."
She smiled and grabbed her small gun, putting it in her front pocket. Joker frowned when he saw that. She needed a holster. But she was so tiny, he'd have to get one modified for her. They made their way down stairs and into the room full of ridiculous looking guys.
"Let's load up, you guys know the plan, let's get to it." The men scrambled to the vans at his words. Joker walked to another of the van's this one had Ace and two others waiting outside of it. He moved to the side of the van and got in, Peach right behind him. Ace drove and one goon sat in the passenger seat. The other sat across from Joker and the girl.
Joker watched the man squirm in his seat. He looked over and his girl was staring him down. He laughed then reached over and pinched her on the arm. "Stop spooking the help." He said.
She yelped at the pinch. She turned to face Joker and smiled. "He shouldn't be so easy to spook." She said. She turned back to continue staring at the man. Joker watched her, she would be a force to behold. She was slowly leaning forward, Joker only noticed because he was watching her so intently.
The man hadn't taken his eyes off of her. Out of nowhere, she yelled "BOO!"
The man in the seat jumped so badly he almost slid out of it and onto the floor. The girl began to squeal with laughter. The man across from them was not happy. Joker chuckled along. The girl finally calmed herself and looked over at Joker.
The serious look in her eyes was intoxicating. He felt his cock hardening at the pain they seemed to promise. Maybe the girl was made for this type of work.
He reached over and pinched her again. "Naughty, naughty." He frowned at her. "Save it for after." He said, chuckling.
She cut her eyes at him, but nodded. Then turned back to stare, once again, at the man across from her.