Because of me
By Annie Mephis
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters and this is based off the first book 'Help me Mr. Batman'
CH 8: Animal I Have Began
*Kayne's P.O.V.
A bright light shone through the cracks of my eyes as I winced. " Finally you're awake, I was almost tempted to throw a bucket of water at you, but that would only ruin my equipment." The Joker said immiting bad odor from his uncleansed mouth. As my body finally woke up, I realized that I was restrained to a dental chair, my hands bound with chains. I tried to wiggle myself free several times.
"The medicine kept you sleeping for a long time. While you were out I had a chance to do some experiments on you."
"What do you mean?" I said worried of the savage devices that might have been placed into my body.
"I mean that I surgically embedded a chip into your brain so that if you try to escape or disobey my orders, your head will go KABOOM! Oh! I almost forgot. If you disobey me, Bruce Manor will explode into millions of pieces and your beloved Alfred and Bruce will die along with it! it's very simple. I am trying to obtain Gotham and make it mine, and you're gonna help me."
"I'll never help you," once again a ball of spit flicked out of my mouth and hit the Jocker. He leaned over and pressed a purple button. Unexpectedly, a shock of electricity bolted through my body.
"There is also a built in shocker embedded into your body. That'll come in handy."
"Mistash J! Mistash J!" Harley yelled, flinging open the door. "What're you doing?"
The Joker's body was stationed in front of the we hair trying to cover my face. harley leaned to her side trying to find out what Joker was hiding.
"Huh!" Harley gasped,"She's alive?! Oooh wait till Ivy finds out, she'll be sooo happy!"
The Joker grabbed Harley's neck,"She won't find out, right?"
"Mhmm. Mistash J, It'll be our little secret Puddin'. I promise."
"Now go I want to have a little chat with Kayne."
"NO, please NO! Don't leave!" I screamed, trying to not be left alone with this monster.
"Sorry Puddin'. Got to go." Harley replied, making her way out the door trying to relieve the pain from her neck. The vibration from the slamming door rung throughout my body.
"Now time to have a little chat dreary. The first step of my plan for us involves taking 'care' of Bruce."
"NO!"
"Yes! We will have to injure him, unless you would rather put him to death."
Will I have to spend my whole life like this? Having my life controlled as one of the Joker's pawns? I can't. I won't. But I can't do anything about it. I would never be able to hurt Bruce. I'm being forcefully lead by an evil bastard when i devoted my life to helping the innocent. i don't deserve the bat-suit that Bruce got me. I don't deserve Bruce. I don't serve anything.
*Hey guys so i hope you guys like this chapter. Ch 9 will be posted tomorrow. Follow, Favorite, and review :)
