Chapter 9

Here is chapter 9! The final chapter, :.( I really hope everyone enjoyed it *I don't own anything except for the idea….and yes I know my grammar I awful.

And know here is the final chapter in Dark and dreary

*Dark and Dreary 9*

It had been three weeks and she hadn't heard anything from the Joker's; to say she was getting worried would be an understatement. Every night she would watch the news and the watch for the batman to see if he found his little bird, but she had found out nothing. Until one night see saw something that made her heart shatter.

She was watching the 6 o'clock news when she saw it, Jon Baltic a prick of a man wearing a pinstripe suit and fake tan, was talking about a new breaking story that the joker, yes the clown prince of crime was dead. There was no report of how he died, or where he would be buried just that he was dead, dead as a door nail they said, Venice Demalo cried for the first time in seven years. The young therapist went through the following days as if nothing was wrong, and acted perfectly normal. That was until she got home where she would become a shell of herself virtually a zombie.

A few days after the death of the joker Dr. Demalo came home, prepared to again sit and mope around her apartment, and noticed that her double glass doors that lead out onto her terrace was smashed and glass was everywhere. Slowly she walked up to the doors and peered out of them, and that's when she became aware of a presence behind her. She whipped around only to be faced with the Batman.

*chapter 9*

"What…what are you doing here?" She said voice trembling.

"I came here to speak with you, Dr. Venice Demalo," His gravely voice grating against her ears.

"What do you want with me?"

"You were Joker's therapist, am I correct?"

"Yes."

"Did you have something to do with the disappearance of my partner Robin?"

Confidence, anger, or both was growing inside the young woman and retorted "My, you get straight to the punch line don't you?"

Anger also growing in the bat, he replied, "Answer the question," he slammed his fist into the wall next to the girl, "Now."

She could tell that he was easy to irritate and that she was starting to work on his nerves. She decided to play on them to see just how far she could go. "Very demanding now aren't we. You know using manners and saying please are not you strong points are they." She smirked as she gracefully floated around him towards the living room. "I might be more willing to answer you question if you were more polite."

His masked eyes bore down on her like daggers, but she was unafraid. "Oh very well I guess ill tell you." She looked over at him searching for some kind of reaction, nothing. "yes" she said at last, "I did have something to do with it, I watched the boy and tracked his routine, very predictable very easy to keep track of, you should have warned him about that.

The dark knight, now seething with anger, grabbed her arm and slammed her into the wall hard. "Why?" was all her could mustered.

"Because," she said her voice now strained due to the possible concussion she had just received, "you took someone from me, seven year ago." She noticed that he did not register what she was talking about so she enlightened him. "Luka Demalo! You shot him in a warehouse seven year ago!"

She saw that he remembered, "So you do remember! I knew you would."

"Yes, I remember him but I didn't kill him."

"Yes you did! You shot him!" Tears were starting to stream down her face now.

"No he shot himself, and threw the gun towards me so you wouldn't know how weak he was." The batman growled.

"No….no I don't believe you! He would do that, Luka would never do that!"

"He would and he did, he was a stupid a reckless boy, but from the looks of it you are even more stupid and reckless! Trusting the Joker what could have possibly been thinking!"

"He loved me! He cared-"

"The Joker doesn't love anyone but himself! He was playing you like a fool, and poor little Venice believed him!"

"No." she whispered.

"Yes. You told him your weakness and he exploited it!"

She said nothing.

"Do you know what that monster did to him, Robin?"

She shook her head no.

"He tortured an innocent kid to get the information he wanted then he turn him into a mini-joker."

She sunk to the floor.

"It was all just a game to him, one he almost won because of you."

"Yes," she said slowly, "but unfortunately for you, you will never be able to prove it."

The Dark Knight shook his head and with a swish of his cape he left.

About an hour later Venice heard a knock on her door. She got up from her position on the floor and walked wearily to the door and opened it. Outside the door was a delivery woman with bright blonde hair, pulled back into pigtails, light blue eyes, pale skin and red lips. "Hello?" Venice asked.

"Hello, I have a package here for yah doll face!"

"For me?"

"Right-a-roonie, it's from a Mistah J, well here yah go now." The blonde woman turned around a walked away.

"Thank…you" she said to the woman that just left.

Dr. Demalo walked over to her kitchen table and opened the package inside was a present with a card attached, "Like mom joker always said leave'm with a smile. And with that the box opened and out came a gas that sprayed into her face. At that moment a weird sensation came over her and she started laughing.

Right outside the apartment listening to the crazed laughter was the woman who delivered the package, she listened until the laughter became dead silence and that's when she straightened up and walked away, "No one comes on to my puddin." The Blonde woman turned and looked back at the door and laughed, "Looks Like I got the last laugh, hum"

*Dark and Dreary 9*

Well, that's all folks! Can you guess who the mystery woman is? (It's kinda obvious)

This chapter took me a very long time because I could think of how to write the very end and I like it.

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