**Ok so I'm hella tired. I've been up for the past eighteen hours. So If this sound fucked up I'm sorry**

It was a few hours later when Sorix and Xander decided that they wanted to go shopping and they wouldn't let me go, saying that if I wandered around with a hand shaped bruise on my neck one of the two of them would get arrested.

I agreed. So here I was, sitting in the living room watching some pointless show on the comedy channel. I wasn't really watching it. I was paying more attention to Joker, who was in the kitchen doing god knows what.

It sounded like he was pounding two pots together. When a loud crash made me jump I stood and whirled on the kitchen. Sitting in the middle of the kitchen was all of the pots and pans in a massive pile. Joker was leaning on the counter next to the sink glaring at the pile of cooking utensils like they had insulted his mother.

"What the hell are you doing?" I called as loud as my throat would allow. Jokers head snapped in my direction.

He shrugged his shoulders. "I duno. Felt like making some noise." He snorted as he pushed from the counter and kicked his way loudly through the pans and started towards me.

I held my ground but shrunk away from him as he stopped a foot away from me. His eyes once again glaring at my neck. I snorted. "You're the one that put it there. You should know what it looks like." I growled.

His eyes met mine, I nearly drew back at the look he was giving me. "I followed you for weeks…" He whispered. I scowled.

"I know. Sorix and Xander told me." I stated in a slightly confused voice. What was he getting at?

He shook his head quickly. "Before they even knew about you. I saw you working in that Café. You were wearing a purple long sleeved shirt. I followed you home." He stated in another whisper.

I absorbed this information carefully. Was he telling me this to freak me out? Or was he trying to reach out to in a somewhat friendly manner? It had to be the first. This man was the Joker.

I arched a brow. "I'm confused. What are you trying to do?" I questioned in a quiet guarded voice.

"I'm saying that you are loyal and I could use that. I contacted Silas and asked about your family. He said they shunned you. If I were you I would have gone back anyway, you were loyal to them and stayed away. I respect that." He grunted looking almost uncomfortable.

"What is wrong with you? Do you have a fever?" I asked looking at his purple coated body. Maybe an infection had set in? If that was the case I would have to call Xander. Now.

He snorted and shook his head. "I have some big plans and I want you to drive. That's all you have to do." He stated his voice going back to its normal annoying clown like pitch.

I thought for a moment. "If you want me to drive that big ass Yukon I'm not going to be as good. I'm used to my car." I stated in a guarded tone.

"Your car will be fine. I'll give you directions. Hurry up. There is a bag on your bed. Go change. We leave as soon as those two dumb asses get back." He stated with a clap of his hands, he whirled and trotted back to the kitchen. Again running through the pots and pans.

&&&TEN MINS LATER&&&

I was bent pulling a combat boot onto my left foot when I heard the garage door down stairs open, followed by a scolding yell from Xander. I laughed as I laced up both of my new boots. I wore all black, a pair of black mid shin length, thick jeans that tucked perfectly into my boots. And a loose fitting much too large black t shirt. With a sigh I ripped the left seam to the hright of my belly button and tied it away.

I made sure it was tight around my hips. Satisfied that I had given my new outfit some girly charm, I on a small amount of black eye liner. Looking at my self in the mirror I smirked. I looked like I was about to go to some Goth concert. I snorted at my own joke.

I highly doubt Joker was about to take us to some concert and let us go to a mosh-pit. I nearly laughed at the picture that flashed up in my head. Joker surrounded my hundreds of oddly dressed teens screaming like a little fan girl.

With I grin I left My room and started down stairs. Joker was nowhere to be seen but Sorix and Xander were dressed in the exact same way I was. They were arguing over something but stopped once I started down the stairs.

I hadn't really ever looked at any man in a romantic sort of way, but even I knew that these two weren't a bad catch. Sorix was massively tall and was not a weak man. His eyes were a sharp almost white blue that went well with his longer blond hair. His scar even looked like it was put there to attract female attention.

Xander on the other hand that just as tall as Sorix, but he was skinny. Not a gross skinny. One that comes from working out and eating right. His eyes were a… gray color. Almost like an overcast sky. He had a charming smile that was almost always on his face. His scar was slightly rougher than Sorix's. It was apparent that he had struggled brilliantly when it was given to him. Shorter black hair didn't like to stay in place that much and it always made him look like he had just rolled out of bed.

They both smiled as I came to a stop next to them. I smiled back. "What were you two arguing about?" I asked shoving my hand in my pockets.

Sorix snorted. "This pussy doesn't want you driving. Thinks you're going to get hurt." The large man chuckled.

I snorted. "Relax Xander. It would be too hard to hurt me while I'm in my car. I'm excited." I stated bouncing on my heels. A grin stretching my cheeks almost painfully.

There was a clap behind me. "Get your asses in that car! We have some plans!" Joker yelled sauntering past me. I followed quickly.

I slid in my car next to Joker and started it as my two new friends got in. The door was already open so with an excited huff, I pulled out of the long driveway.

Joker gave me directions to one of Gothams smaller Banks. It was dark out now and as my car slid around the corner, the street had a small amount of foot traffic didn't even look my way.

I tapped at the wheel and pulled into an open parking space directly in front of the doors.

"Okkk. Stay here and keep this sexy ride running. I'm wanting to get out of here quickllyyyy." He purred as three doors were thrown open and three bodies got out.

I sat still for a long time, my eyes scanning the people walking in front of my car, with a second thought. I popped the trunk. They were obviously going to be getting some money. They would need somewhere to put it.

I leaned forward as screams erupted from the building in front of me. A grin slipping on my face. I almost burst into laughter as a straight faced Sorix ran from the bank. Two large bags in hand. Xander and Joker followed shortly after as the noise of sirens started up down the street.

All the bags were shoved into the trunk and all three men were in the car within seconds. I was laughing loudly at the blood that was spattered across Jokers purple coat.

"Get us the fuck out of here! Hurry up!" Xander screamed from behind me. I threw my car in reverse and took off, still giggling to myself.

I whipped around, narrowly avoiding a large brown suburban, I squealed down the busy streets. Weaving in and out of the lighter traffic at sixty. Glancing at Joker for directions.

"Take this neck left!" He cackled as flashing blue lights appeared in my rear view mirror.

I followed his directions and peeled around the corner. Giggling as I got grunts from the back seats as Sorix rammed into Xander. I then went back to the road.

"In the glove box, there is a police scanner. Turn that shit on, and lets get the fuck back to the house!" I stated.

"Take the next left and pull into the open ware house." Joker stated. I nodded and with a huff at the sirens behind me I followed my team leader's directions.

Suddenly there was a loud clang that made my heart stop cold. My back window suddenly shattered. Anger and hatred bubbled up in my system. I screeched into the open warehouse as the car remained silent.

Joker got out and he quickly pulled the door closed. The car was plunged into darkness. I silently shut it off. I could hear Sorix and Xander behind me, breathing lightly.

"They… They shot my car…" I whispered. Malice and anger making my voice come out in a high pitch tone. Sounding crazed.

"Well… Don't worry Semira, We can fix the hole in the body and fix the window. Don't worry…" Sorix stated in a slightly panicked voice.

"Both of you get the fuck out of my car. I don't want you near me." I grunted as I argued with my voices.

They were demanding I grab some glass off the floor and rub it into their skin. I couldn't do that! They were my friends!

Both the doors flew open as lights flashed on above me. I quickly got out and ran to inspect the damage.

There was one bullet hole near the trunk. The metal around it dipped and ugly. I snarled. "Fuck! I'll fucking kill them!" I screamed loudly. I started to tremble as tears filled my eyes.

This car is my baby! My last tie to my family, and now look at it! Look at what I did! Grandpa! I'm sorry! I prayed silently that Grandpa wasn't watching what I had just done.

"You two go out and see how the cops are reacting to my… un-conventional tactics." I heard Joker say in a gruff voice.

"We can fix this Twitch. I promise." I heard Xander say as he and Sorix disappeared through a door to my left.

**Haven't updated in a while. Think next chapter is gonna be a rape chapter. Review please and yes! Sorix and Xander are sexy bitches!

Sorix looks like A tall, buff, blonde David Henrie. He is only twenty three. He has been with Xander since he was sixteen. His parents left him for dead when he was fifteen. He enjoys working out and believe it or not he loves to cook. He has slight abandonment issues and once he makes a friendship bond he will do all in his power to keep who ever the friend is happy. He isn't as big a player as he plays himself off to be. He cares deeply and would go to the ends of the earth for the people close to him. He strives to be everything his parents were not.

Xander looks like Logan Lerman. He is twenty four and met Sorix in Gotham. They took care of each other and that lead them to meet Joker. Xander is the tech and medic for our little group of four. He is extremely intelligent and was in his sophomore year of med technical engineering when he got bored and decided to go look for something exciting. He loves computers and reading. His story is of a bored rich kid. Parents gave him whatever he wanted but weren't around much.

Semira… well I actually have a pic I want to show you. There is a link in my profile. Love you all!

If anyone wants to know anything else just message me. Thank you for everything all my lovely readers! Thanks you guyyysssss!Love you all!