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Joker

It was almost time, almost time to leave. It'd been great, heck even more er fun than the last time but I had allll I needed. I'd lost my toy, my Julia and either she was dead or she disappeared. And oh, I wouldn't stop searching, I'd find a body, or find her and make her pay….yes. I smirked in the darkness, the many possible ways of punishment flitting through my mind. I sat up on my cot and bounced my knee, trying to see in the pitch black of my new cell in solitary. I'd lost count of how many times I'd been in this cell for the little discrepancies I caused. But this time I had a reason, a reason for that little uh incident yesterday…..or was it last week?

Like all the others I'd killed someone, though I think that I made their miserable lives more interesting they had ever been. Course this time I killed one of the inmates with a pen, that was pretty new. He asked for it, he'd been er bothering my new toy. Oh yes, I had something new, a new ace in the hole, and I didn't share. I needed another trick up my sleeve and since little ol' Julia decided to ditch, I had to find someone else.

Had to admit though, this new toy wasn't nearly as fun as the old one. Ah, can't be picky though, but this one was had been so easy to break, like hitting a peach versus a pineapple. Peaches bruise much faster and don't have all the same resilience on the outside that pineapples have. That's what didn't make this new toy as fun as the last one, how easy it was to peel her apart.

Ah well I'd be out of here soon, with a new toy, and the always resilient Batman out to play my game. I didn't need her to have my fun. I had a whole new deck of cards up my sleeve ready to be dealt.

Julia Samuels

I watched Dick fly from ring to ring above me, a small smile on my face. It was always relaxing to watch him fly across the big top, looking like a giant bird. His mother always called him her little "robin" because of the red-chested costume he wore. It suited him, he was always flitting all over the place and he was a really tiny kid.

I guess the reason I liked spending so much time with Dick was the fact that he didn't judge. Not being in Gotham had helped and hampered me. It was nice not to be on my toes all the time but I never forgot it. I had horrible nightmares, worse then ever before and I always had the constant urge to hurt people, my late night jaunts being the worst of it. The circus people were aware of what I did at night, and though many were convicted of harsher crimes, they were still quite wary of me.

But Dick never raised an eyebrow at my constant mood swings, my being so antisocial, the late night walks. This was partly because he was only nine years old but also because of the fact that Dick took me for who I was. I still remember how skeptical his parents were about him hanging around with a knife thrower, but they saw how close we were and relented. I "watched" Dick all the time now, or more so he watched me. He was always the one to calm me down when I was angry or get me to talk and let my emotions loose.

"Hey Jewel watch this!" Dick called from the top. I gave him a small smile.

"Go ahead I'm watching." I called up at him. He grinned happily and jumped from the first trapeze somersaulting through the air, one two three four…then he started to fall. My heart jumped up my throat but at the last second he grabbed the second trapeze and swung onto the podium. He turned around and waved at me and I realized that I'd been holding my breath.

"You see how many times I somersaulted?" Dick yelled. "Four! Dad can only do three!" I forced at smiled.

"Yeah that was great bud." I said. Dick grinned but frowned down at the net on the ground.

"I kind of wanted to do it without the net though." I shook my head furiously.

"No way." I shouted up. "You heard what your parents said. Only when they're with you." I could here Dick mumbling to himself irritably and he climbed down the podium. The second his feet hit the ground, I relaxed, then frowned. I didn't like being so concerned about someone, it was something I wasn't used to and it made me nervous. But, all my fears and frustration with this new feeling disappeared when Dick reached me and sat down on the bench beside me.

"You all done Dick?" I asked. Dick nodded.

"Yep, but I'm really hungry. Can we got get some dinner soon?" I allowed myself a chuckle.

"We can go right now. I think the cooks serving spaghetti tonight before the show, your favorite." Dick jumped up, grabbed my hand and pulling me along.

"Well let's go before it's all gone!" We raced out of the big top and would have run all the way except Dick skidded to a stop beside the ringmasters' trailer and I almost crashed into him.

"What?" I snapped irritably. Dick looked up at me, a pout on his face.

"I left my pocketknife in the big top, I need to go back and get it." I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Fine. I'll wait here for you." Dick nodded eagerly and sprinted back. I sighed and leaned against the ringmasters' trailer. Dick was always forgetting stuff; it'd be a better idea to just glue everything the kid owns to his clothes and be done with it.

"Remind me again why the hell we're not continuing on to Metropolis?" a voice asked from inside the trailer. My ears perked up, it was David's voice.

"I don't really know why this matters so much to you, or why it's any of your business." A much lower and gruffer voice replied. It was the ringleader Hayward Angus.

"It's my business cause if we go back to that hellhole cheapskate of a city we'll loose money which means my pay will go down which means it's my fucking business." David retorted harshly.

"Listen the circus has some debts to pay off and if you want any pay whatsoever at the end of the month then you'll shut your trap and get out of my trailer." Angus replied just as fiercely. I heard the door on swing open on the other side of the trailer.

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you. Metropolis is a goldmine for the circus and by pulling the plug on that and bringing us to fucking Gotham city you're going to screw us all." The screen door slammed shut and I could hear David stomping away. I slumped to the ground. Gotham. Why, why, why. Pictures flashed in front of my face, all of them more heart wrenching than the next. No, no, no. I couldn't go back, I couldn't.

A few seconds later, Dick came racing back.

"Found it!" He exclaimed happily, producing the knife from his pocket. "It was in my pocket the whole time, funny huh Jewel?" Dick cocked his head at me. "Hey you listening?" I stood, grim determination creeping across my face.

"Yeah I was listening." I replied coolly. I told myself I'd never go back to Gotham, and I wasn't going to change my mind one bit. I wasn't going back there and no one, no one could make me.

So not sure if any of you notice but yes, there is a new villian er villianess joining poor Gotham (hint Joker point of view) if you know who it is have a cyber cookie!

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