Chapter 11: The Return

Alisa had tried to avoid this day, this moment: when the guests arrived. Alisa didn't know where she learned them from but she had manners and as much as she didn't want to be here she had to be. Only because Bruce insisted, of course, otherwise his guests would've eaten his head. Everyone was dying to meet Madame Precious Beaulieu; the woman who (according to the gossip news) had stuck onto Bruce Wayne like a leech.

If only they knew.

Alisa wandered around trying to find a shadow to hide in but the penthouse was as lit up as a Christmas tree. Alfred and Bruce were very careful when they chose Alisa's dress, it covered every inch of her body, even her neck. To top it all off they covered her face with makeup and even put fake skin on her face to hide her scars.

Alisa didn't like that.

NOT.

ONE.

BIT.

Alisa would've ditched the name 'Precious' but unfortunately people would have been sceptical. So, they stuck with Precious and Alisa had a feeling that Joker would not be happy about it, she knew he wasn't happy when she told him her name was Precious back at the Asylum.

His whole face darkened when she had uttered the name Precious. He seemed, almost, jealous, I dare say.

Alisa stood near the door that led to the balcony in one of many of Bruce's penthouses. Alisa wore a long crimson dress that reached her ankles and hugged her curvaceous body frame; it had a turtle neck (obviously) and long lace sleeves. The dress parted when it reached mid-thighs which revealed Alisa's left thigh but luckily they were covered with thick black stockings and she wore black wedges. Alisa was not comfortable and unfortunately her face was showing it.

Many guests surrounded her the moment the doors opened (people guessed she was Precious as she was the first one there); almost suffocating her until what felt like half an hour later someone grabbed her right arm in a vice grip and pulled her to the surface. No one recognised the man as he had quickly taken Alisa and fled to another dark area of the penthouse.

Oh and did I mention this was a masquerade party.

Leave it to Bruce to hold a masquerade fund raiser.

Alisa's black cat mask (that covered all of her face) almost slipped off as she was pulled into the other balcony. Alisa didn't need the man to tell her who he was. She recognised his touch, his breathe, his scent, his presence.

It was the Joker.

"Purple suits you, uh, more, my little Alisa" Joker leaned down and looked her in the eye through his mask and hers, whilst he resting both his hands on her waist.

He wore a simple purple pinstriped suit with a mask that was half smiling (that was purple) and half frowning (that was green). He hid his acidic green hair in a purple fedora.

"Oh, my poor little Doll. This is why-ah I don't like sharing my toys" he drawled. They both heard one of Beethoven's piece's being played in the background but paid no attention to it.

Alisa's smile reached her ears "Joker! What Joker doing here?!"

Joker's expression couldn't be seen from behind his mask as it covered all of his face but Alisa could hear the excitement nonetheless "Well, I'm glad you asked. I'm, uh, here to bring back my Doll with me. I miss my Doll dreadfully can't even sleep without her, you see. She used stroke my hair when she thought I was asleep to get me to sleep peacefully and I miss that, you know. It was because of her sweet face that I could sleep well at night. Have you seen her?"

Alisa was confused, poor child "No. How she look like?"

Humour dripped from Joker's mouth "Well, she is a beauty. I could kiss her all day if I had the time, and she looked so wonderful when she wore purple. She, uh, had looks to die for".

Alisa looked around, oblivious to Joker's possessive hold on her "Well, where she? Where Joker's Doll? What happen to her?"

Joker started to sway them both to the music "She was, uh, taken from me by a fiend and I promised that I would make him pay for what he did to my Doll" Joker nodded "See, he stole her and gave her a new name, oh, and then he dressed her up and then he told people that she belonged to him but-"

Alisa leaned forward "but?"

The threat was obvious now, he pulled Alisa to his body, crushing her to him "But she is my Doll. Mine, and tonight I'm gonna show the world that she. Is. Mine. No one is allowed to touch my Doll let alone even think about her"

"Why Joker angry?" Alisa asked innocently.

If it wasn't for the masks their lips would be touching "You know, how I told you my Doll was a beauty?"

"Uh-huh"

"Well, the fiend that, uh, took her, hid her beauty from the world, and it was her beauty that most people were able to tell that it was my Doll… and you know what? I can't stand the sight of my Doll's beauty being hidden" Joker growled "I don't care what people thought of her beauty, and what makes me angrier is that I can't see her beauty right now and I re-al-ly need my Doll right now"

Alisa still didn't catch on "Well, where Joker Doll?"

Joker slowly slipped off Alisa's mask "She's wearing a red dress, the idiot that dressed her should've dressed her in purple and she is also wearing a black kitty mask"

The mask fell to the ground and Joker slowly pushed Alisa to a wall where they were out of sight due to the thick black curtains, Alisa hopped in her spot "Like Alisa!"

Joker's breathing stopped for a split second when he saw her bright eyes again "Wanna know my Doll's name?" Joker used one hand to slide off his own mask, to reveal his face that was caked with greasepaint.

"What?"

"I named her, uh, a very befitting name" Joker leaned down while his hands brought her closer "Oh and did I tell you they, uh, ruined her by putting makeup on her face which did the opposite for its intended effect"

"What?" Alisa cocked her head "Just tell name"

Their foreheads were touching now "I named my Doll: Alisa"

Alisa pouted "Alisa Joker Doll?"

"Yeah, now I'm gonna clean my Doll and bring her natural beauty back. So be still while I clean you"

Alisa didn't have time to ask what he meant as Joker's lips were on hers furiously. He roughly slammed her against the wall and breathed heavily as he smashed his lips on hers. Luckily the glass was sound proof otherwise their gasps and moans would've been heard over the music. Joker pushed into her mouth like his thirst needed to be quenched. Alisa felt a bulge near her thigh but brushed it off for the time being. He needed her and quite badly, as it could be seen quite obviously.

He picked her up and Alisa wrapped her thighs on his hips instinctively: he groaned as she brushed against his bulge which was very obvious now. He needed her. She was like his… his… his life support. His drug… that was keeping him alive and he needed another dose of her.

He fisted her straight silky hair and brought her closer which didn't seem possible as they were so close to begin with. He gasped through long moans "Alisa, it's time to go home"

Joker seemed high as he didn't comprehend what exactly he was saying.

Alisa attempted to speak but Joker's mouth would not leave hers. He only stopped when Alisa pushed him back a bit, and then she sighed "Joker! Alisa wanna go home now, Alisa tired and this dress make Alisa very uncomfortable". Alisa tried to wipe off the greasepaint but to no avail.

Joker smiled smugly as if winning, before putting his mask back on "Let's give them a little show before we leave, hm?"

Alisa swiftly placed her mask back on even though she received a scowl from Joker for hiding her face. Once Alisa set her dress back in shape, Joker grabbed her waist and pulled out a revolver and pointed it to her temple. He then neared the double doors.

They could hear Bruce "—and she is by far the best friend I have had so far. Where is she? Precious! Don't be shy-"

Bruce froze as his eyes landed on Joker and Precious. Bruce knew it was Joker as he had suspected Joker would do something like this and also because of the obvious purple that he wore. Joker wore it on purpose so people would recognise him, instantly.

"Ah!" Joker made a noise of succession "Finally I have everyone's attention, right?" he pulled off his mask to reveal his now smudged greasepaint infested face, though to anyone his smudged greasepaint was normal.

Bruce stepped back trying to hide in the crowd so that he could slip past unnoticed to get to his suit; unfortunately he (along with Joker and Alisa) was the centre of attention. The crowd parted from him leaving him in the middle as Joker sauntered towards him, with Alisa in his hands.

"You know, you're a very big liar" Joker pointed the revolver at Bruce before quickly placing it back to Alisa's temple "and I should tell you I don't like liars. I. Hate. Lairs."

Bruce concentrated on Joker's finger that rested on the trigger and on Alisa's eyes that were…calm? Bruce raised his hand in surrender "Hand over Precious—"

The moment he said those words somehow Joker's face darkened, his eyes were jet black "Oh, no, no, no, no. See I'm gonna show everyone what a liar you are! Hand her over? Are you crazy?!" Joker shook his head, and then using his hand that was on Alisa's waist he snapped his fingers and clowns bounced out from the corners of the room.

Joker circled around "Attention everyone! Let me introduce to you Alisa. She's my toy"

The crowd gasped and started to murmur to each other, one woman went as far as pointing at Alisa like she was a shameless whore… Joker shot her down instantly even though she was out of his direct view.

Joker smacked his lips together "See! This, uh, little toy stealer is lying to you all. This here is Alisa not Precious and she belongs rightfully to me, do you all understand that?"

A food tray fell over from behind Joker, he turned around to look for the source of noise and flashed his yellow teeth "Is it just me or does this feel like déjà vu?"

When Joker turned back around to face Bruce he was gone. Joker subconsciously squeezed Alisa's waist painfully in anger but Alisa's calm stance didn't falter.

Just as Joker was going to bark out some orders a man called out from the crowd "Let her go!"

Joker turned around in false shock "Let her go?" he then pretended to contemplate about it "uh, I don't want to"

"You're a psychopath, why should we believe anything you have to say?" the man stepped forward.

Joker aimed at his head "You don't need to" he shot at the man.

"Let's go Doll" Joker led Alisa and his men to the elevator, as he turned around to face the people he added "Oh by the way, you all have about a minute"

As the doors slid shut all that could be heard was the Joker's laughter. The crowd gasped and screamed as they tried to interpret what he meant.

A woman fell over as the crowd had started to shuffle and push around; she fell on her hands and knees. She hissed in pain as she checked her hands for the damage but then she caught something in her peripheral view.

Suddenly, she screamed as she saw what was attached underneath the table. Some men went to her aid. One man looked under the table and panic surged through his body as he understood what the Joker meant.

Under all the tables were bombs and there were only thirty seconds left to go. The guests started to rush towards the elevator and stairs but soon found out all the doors were bolted shut.

Joker walked out of the building with his hand around Alisa's shoulder: as they walked to the white van, Alisa saw everything go brighter. She then felt a shock wave hit her back until in a flash she heard a loud bang. She turned her head ever so slightly to see the whole building in flames.

Joker chortled as he opened the back doors of the van and sat down pulling Alisa in with him. The henchmen crammed into the van as Joker got comfortable "Let's go" Joker sang.

As the van skidded off onto the roads Alisa's gut told her that they were being followed. She raised her head and this didn't escape Joker's attention "What's wrong Doll?"

Alisa grinned and turned to him "Batsy is following!"

Joker nodded "Is he now? Where exactly is he?"

Alisa looked at the roof of the car "Batsy just jumped to land onto the car roof"

As if on cue there was a loud thud and the roof dented inwards. Joker turned to Alisa suspiciously "huh, what a coincidence"

The roof was pulled apart and there was Batman "Let the girl go"

Joker looked up at him with his brows furrowed "I know she's a beauty Batsy but she's my toy, so no. Why is everyone telling me to let go of my own Doll?"

Batman tried to grab Alisa's arm who was still sitting in Joker's lap with ease but then Joker moved her to a side "Ah ah, she's staying with me"

Batman then tried again but Joker pulled out a knife and slashed at him.

Batman stared at Joker momentarily, as he smirked up at him "You want her, come and get her"

To be continued…

I know, I know it's short but I didn't want to leave you guys hanging for too long. Please review it would really help me.

Suki