A/N: One of the last three chapters to the Killing Joke, and I do believe the ending I have come up with is going to surprise and possibly piss off a few people, but if that's not the case, then you might enjoy it. Enjoy this chapter first :D
Chapter 9: True Horror
Ah, the carnival, the scariest place I had ever been. I didn't want to stay there, but the man that paralyzed Barbra was there. It looked like a place he would choose, for obvious reasons, and I had to check.
Truth be told, I hated carnivals. I was never into them, and I stayed away from them until this night. I took a step in, and stepped back out, terrified.
"I can't. I'm too scared." I told myself, tears starting to well in my eyes.
"Well that's a shame isn't it?" I heard a familiar voice, and heard the click of a gun near my head. I ducked, just as he shot the bullet.
Luckily, I was wearing my mask so he had no clue who I was. It covered my bruises and scars. I was ready to kick this Joker's ass.
"Why did you do it!?" I said, angrily.
"Look, I don't have any time to explain anything to you, I have an appointment." He said with a laugh.
"It's been cancelled." I lunged at him, kicking the gun out of his hand. He pulled out a knife, and cut my arm. I held it in pain, and ducked a couple more slashes before sliding under his legs to try and get some offense. He turned with the speed of a tiger, and cut my black top, luckily missing skin. I knew I wasn't able to take him, and ran into the carnival. I didn't realize I had until I saw the ring toss stall.
"Oh guy I don't know. Where you hiding?" I heard his voice say with a laugh. I ducked into the ring toss booth, and found some rings as I saw his shadow come into focus. I felt something whiz past me, and I saw a knife in the wall. I gasped for air, and turned around, wildly throwing two rings in the direction the knife came from. I heard them clatter against the ground. I gulpped, and felt a hand cover my mouth. I breathed for air, and felt myself fading. I was frozen, I felt myself collapse.
I woke up sitting up right next to the commissioner. He had a towel, and I had my clothes still.
"Where, am I?" I asked out loud.
"Are you okay sir?" The commissioner asked, concerned, and reaching for my face.
"I'm okay." I checked my face, and my mask was surprisingly still on.
"I didn't look under the mask, I promise." He held his hand out to me, and I took it.
"Where did the Joker go?"
"Batman lead him into the Funhouse, but I don't want anyone else to get affected by him, so let them fight it out."
"I just want to be there, in case something goes south commissioner."
"How do you know that I'm the commissioner?"
"I went with Batman to check on your daughter."
"Ok then. Go, I feel like I can trust you now, I don't know what it is, but I feel I can trust you." He nodded to me, and I ran off towards the side of the funhouse.
A/N: Nearly done with this, just three more chapters. I hope you have enjoyed this as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Thank you so much, enjoy!
