Who will save me

Disclaimer: I do not own Batman or any characters, only my own.

A/N: I meant to update sooner but, I ended acting like my klutzy self and I ended up getting six stitches :P Don't ask how; it was really REALLY stupid. Any who, I'm glad you liked the last two chapters! I really enjoy writing Bruce and Kasety father/daughter moments.

I also wanted to answer a question that I have been asked a lot; What kind of a name is Kasety? Don't you mean Cassidy? The answer: No. I kind of wanted her name to be pronounced with a "T" instead of a "D". Sort of like my name, instead of Maddie, it's Mati. See what I mean?

Anyway, on with the story!

~xXx~

The moment Kasety came to, she regretted it. She instantly was attacked with a massive headache, her waist was sore from where one of the henchmen had dragged her out to the van and her legs, along with her arms, were sore from kicking and thrashing about trying to escape.

When she slowly opened her eyes, she found her self lying on the dirty floor of an abandoned room. When she tried to sit up, she found her self handcuffed to a radiator that seemed to not work. She tried to see if her hands would slip gently out of the handcuffs, but the they were hooked too tight.

"Damn," she muttered.

Tears began to form in her eyes as she remembered the events that took place last night. She prayed silently for her father, or in this case, Batman to come to her rescue.

'Please,' she thought. 'please help me… someone…'

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening shook her from her thoughts. She turned her head slowly, only to be facing the Joker.

"Well," he spoke. "look who finally decided to wake up. Have a good dream, kido?"

Kasety didn't say anything, just stared at the dirty floor.

"Awwww, what's wrong?" he walked towards her and kneeled down beside her. "How did you like my little, uh, art project I sent you?"

Kasety lifted her head at that. "Y-you put t-that thing in my locker?"

Joker nodded. "Would you like to know how I got in that locker of yours?" Kasety didn't say anything, but he continued anyway. "I think it's fair to say that I have a few, uh, recruits of mine in that safe little school of yours. And one of them, if I may say, is pretty good at picking locks and all that stuff."

"Why am I here?" she asked quietly.

Joker laughed at this question. "Don't worry about that part, kido. That's for me to know and for you to, uh, never find out."

"Why did you make that picture collage of me, then?"

"Well, if you didn't know, I like to, uh, leave little hints for the ones that are next." he explained.

Joker stood up, he looked down at his wrist pretending that there was a watch and turned around to leave. But before he could leave her, she quickly spoke.

"On the collage, what did you mean by 'mine'?"

Joker stopped and turned around. "Oh! That, well I think it's fair to say that you're mine now , kido!" he laughed as he left.

~xXx~

"Targeting me won't get their money back," Bruce spoke to Alfred. "I knew the mob wouldn't go down without a fight, but this is different. They've crossed the line."

Bruce and Alfred were in the bunker and let their attention shift to the computer monitors which showed many different images of the Joker.

"You crossed the line first, sir," Alfred replied. "you squeezed them, you hammered them to the point of desperation and in that desperation they turned to a man they didn't fully understand."

"Criminals aren't complicated, Alfred." Bruce said, walking towards the Bat suit. "We just need to figure out what he's after."

"With respect master Wayne, perhaps this is a man you don't fully understand either."

"What I really don't understand right now Alfred, is why that maniac kidnapped my daughter. I have a feeling he's not just trying to target Batman, but me." Bruce focused on that one thought. "What does he want money? Or something else?"

"He could be targeting you as well, but there will always be other possibilities behind all this madness. He could hold her for ransom or perhaps to get out some sort of puzzling message." Alfred reasoned. "Some men just want to watch the world burn."

"So in other words, he could just be doing this for his own amusement and we just wouldn't know it." Bruce said quietly. "In that case, I won't stop until she's found. I can't risk her safety and to make sure she's not one the people to suffer because of Batman."

Bruce turned his back to the bat suit and walked slowly towards the monitors. He pulled up a video on the monitor showing the security video of the Joker skipping out of the elevator, henchmen following him. Kasety limp in one of the henchmen's arms. Watching this video made Bruce wince.

Alfred slowly approach the monitors and watched Bruce's reaction to seeing Kasety being taken from her own home.

"I can clearly remember her coming home from the hospital the day she was born," Bruce spoke quietly. "I was only seventeen, but I swore to never let anything happen to her."

Alfred didn't say anything, he listened to Bruce as he continued.

"Then I broke that promise by leaving her for several years, what was I thinking? Leaving Rachel to raise her all by herself."

"If I may cut in, master Wayne," Alfred spoke. "she became who she is today with the help of Rachel. Just by leaving didn't mean you fully broke that promise, you fixed it by returning. Sure she may have not welcomed you back with open arms, but she learned why you left and that only made her stronger."

Bruce nodded. "Sometimes I wonder why I even became Batman, I can't even protect my own daughter."

"If you never became Batman, then you wouldn't have stopped Ras Al Ghoul from destroying Gotham last year. If you-"

"That's true, Alfred, but just by pursuing this alter ego I've been putting innocent people in danger." Bruce explained. "I think it's time to finish this whole situation, find Kasety, and put down the mask once and for all."

~xXx~

It had been hours since Kasety's encounter with the Joker and she was begging for it to be the last. The way he found the most terrifying things hilarious and threatened to slice her lips to form a glasglow smile scared the living hell out of her. The way his black "raccoon" eye paint smeared into his white face paint gave an eerie effect to his psychopathic attitude, his blood red paint smeared onto his lips, tracing the scars that formed the most terrifying some-what smile she had ever seen.

She was still handcuffed to the old radiator and was falling asleep slowly. She quickly blinked a bit in order to keep her mind abroad. The battle was lost and she found herself blacking out slowly. What seemed far away, Kasety could hear the sound of a loud creak and noticed a small light illuminating towards the exit of the room.

Too delirious to understand what was going on, Kasety felt the metal of the handcuffs slipping away from her wrists, allowing her to slip to the ground. But she did not feel the hard ground anywhere near her face, instead she felt a pair of strong arms catch her. Instantly, she was lifted from where she sat and was being cradled in someone's arms. Kasety tried to open her eyes, but lost.

For a minute, she had forgotten all about what had happened and wrapped her arms around this stranger's neck and cuddled a bit closer, thinking it might had been her father. Kasety fell into an abyss of darkness just as they were out of that old room.

~xXx~

A few hours later, Kasety began to feel herself wake up. When she opened her eyes one thing caught her attention, The Joker. He was lying next to her in a bed, facing her.

"Why hello there," he smiled.

Kasety shrieked and rolled out of the bed and landed on the hard floor with a loud THUMP! Followed by the Joker's hysterical laughter.

Kasety sat up and pushed herself back against the nearest wall, which wasn't far away. She frantically looked around and found herself in a different room. Unlike the other room she was in, this one had a bed, a desk across from the bed, and a bathroom.

"Awwww, I'm sorry." he said, pulling her away from her thoughts. "Didn't mean to, uh, scare you."

"W-where am I?" she asked quietly.

Joker licked his lips before answering. "Uh, my room. You looked like you were going to drop any minute."

Kasety realized that it was the Joker who carried her here last night. She mentally slapped herself. She had actually cuddled with him. At the moment, she was terrified. She wanted to go home and cuddle with Bruce or Rachel or, in this case, Harvey.

"P-please let me go…" she said quietly, Joker laughed at this. "If y-you want m-money, my dad can-"

"Money?" Joker laughed. "No, no, no. I don't want money, kiddo. You see, your, uh, part of a big plan. Now I, I don't like to make plans. But-ah for you, I made an exception."

Kasety didn't say anything, she just stared at the ground. An idea had swam it's way into her mind, it was stupid, but it was all she had.

Kasety stood up slowly and walked cautiously around the bed. Joker just watched her. The minute she was near the door, she quickened her speed and quickly, without any hesitation, opened the door and ran. Joker quickly chased after her.

She wasn't even halfway down the hallway when he grabbed a handful of her chocolate brown hair and yanked her back. She screamed as she fell back into his arms. He slapped a hand over her mouth and dragged her back into the room.

When he closed the door behind them, he finally spoke.

"You know," he licked his lips. "I really thought I could trust you not to run, but it seems that I was wrong."

Kasety quickly punched him in the face and tried to pry his hand from her wrist.

"Why you little brat," he hissed. He grabbed her and slammed her roughly into the wall, causing her to fall unconscious.

~xXx~

Rachel sat on Kasety's bed quietly, she was back at the apartment. Bruce had insisted that she stayed at the penthouse, but she refused.

Suddenly, Harvey quietly walked in and took a seat next to her. He looked around the room for a few seconds looking at the teenager's room.

"I still can't believe he took her," Rachel whispered. Harvey wrapped an arm around her to comfort her.

"It'll be okay," Harvey replied. " Gordon and his men or even Batman will find her and put that maniac behind bars."

Harvey didn't admit it yet, but he truly cared for Kasety. Sure he could tell that she wasn't that fond of him, but she was a good kid. She was sweet, smart, pretty, and took after Rachel with her independence. Perhaps, she would find her own way to run off from the Joker, but perhaps not.

"It should be me,' Harvey said slowly. "he was after me."

Rachel shook her head. "Bruce said that he locked her in the guest room so they couldn't find her. That door was kicked open, Harvey. It wasn't just you, they wanted her as well. I don't know, but they wanted the both of you."

"We'll figure this out," he said as he pulled her close.

~xXx~

A/N: Okay sorry that was such a short chapter, but I'm already working on the next chapter. Thanks for all the lovely reviews! I can't believe I already have fifty! You are all amazing! Btw I'm working on a picture for this story so when it's done, I'll just post it on my deviant art for you guys to see!

SHOUT OUTS:

Ocean Amber: Thanks I'm really glad you like it!

Kana117: Sorry, I meant to spell check, but thank you for letting me know!

Tacolover97: Thank you!

SmellsLikeTeenSpirit: I love writing Bruce as a father! I think it shows a more sweeter side of him. Thanks, I hope I made the Joker act like the Joker, I wasn't really sure if I got it right but now I know. THANK YOU!

SeverusHermioneForever: I was confused what Bruce should do, so I wrote the scene with him and Alfred and add some more dialogue.

LilyXJames: LOL I considered having Batman go and jump outside for Kasety, but then I just decided to let the Joker just take her, that way I could write more dialogue for her and the Joker.

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