Whoo Chapter 7 as promised. This is my favorite chapter so far and it was written after a very, very bad day at work haha. I think it is the most detailed, disturbed, and mature chapter thus far... so just as a heads up. To the people that reviewed the last chapter; CalamityBangs and TishaLiz you guys are awesome and I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Hope to get more reviews this chapter. I love hearing from you guys. I want to know if you like the way the story is going or not sooooo please review. And all reviewers (with an account of course) will be sent a preview for Chapter 8 which I'm hoping to have done by next Thursday. So review... Do it! Doll commands you to haha. -Adelene

Chapter Seven

Rusty Nails and Puddles of Blood

Doll stared at the two bodies on the floor. She could hear their quiet whimpering from her spot on the last step. They had gave up on their screaming days ago. Doll was going to finally give them something to scream about.

"Well hello darlings! I'm so sorry that we haven't been able to give you the welcome someone of your status deserves but I've had other people to... entertain. But don't worry I'm all yours now. Mother and daughter... that's a new one for me." Doll told them as she happily skipped up to them.

She stared at them as she hovered above them. Their whimpering became louder and Doll watched happily with a grin stretched across her face. Her head whipped around when she heard the door open. Her gun was pointed at the bottom of the steps in wait. She sighed when The Joker came into view.

"Oh, it's just you." She said disappointed as she turned back to face their 'guests'.

"Don't strain yourself, cupcake. Just wanted to see where you were. You tend to be a little testy when you come home from your new job." He said as he made his way to stand right behind her. Doll could feel the heat from his body and feel his breath on her neck. Her grin reappeared back on her face as she twirled around to face him.

"Hi honey, want to join me in some good old fashioned fun?" Doll questioned. The Joker's scars stretched up as he smiled. The click of an opening switch blade was heard and Doll took that as a yes.

"I want the daughter." She told him. She didn't wait for an answer before bending down and taking a chuck of the young girls hair and forcing her up unstably on her feet. "Time for a little girl time!" Doll giggled manically.

Doll brought the girl to one of the back corners of the basement several feet away from where the young girls mother was left in the care of The Joker. Doll let go of the girls hair and watched as she tumbled into a pitiful, weeping pile of flesh at Doll's feet. Doll rolled her eyes, the people they kidnapped were always the same; they always begged for their lives (even when they knew it would do no good), they lost their will to fight back very quickly, and they were always so pathetic. Doll of course did enjoy all of this but it quickly got old and always ended with the hostages death.

Doll tossed the duffel bag to the ground beside her. It made a clanging noise as it hit the concrete floor. Doll rummaged through the odd assortment of items in the bag.

She usually wasn't to picky about her weapons. Doll usually kept a gun and a knife of some sort on her at all times but sometimes she liked to get creative. Like with Amy, when Doll had the time she very much enjoyed getting imaginative. Meat tenderizers, pizza cutters, and vegetable peelers were always good choices. Doll had a sick fascination with seeing how much damage a human body could take and how much pressure it took to break the skin. Doll wouldn't say she had a blood lust per say... but she enjoyed it. She liked being in control. After living with Allison and dealing with all the beating from their father she quite enjoyed being the one doing the beating. Doll was known in Arkham for being an opportunist. She could play nice all she wanted but when the time came she used anything to her advantage hands, teeth, legs, and any tool she could get her hands on.

Doll smiled cheerfully as she pulled out several items from the bag and laid them off to the side. The items consisted of a vegetable peeler, a hammer and a bag of nails of assorted sizes, a pair of large pliers, and a simple pair of scissors.

"We are going to have so much fun together I can tell." Doll told her happily. The girl only let out a pitiful whine. Doll moved closer to her. Doll was on her knees as she leaned over the girl. She was so close she could feel the girl shake with fear.

Doll studied the girl closely. She had ginger hair that just barely reached her shoulders and her skin was pale but covered in freckles. She was thin but Doll could tell that she was much taller than herself.

"What's your name?" Doll asked curiously. The girl didn't answer. Reaching a hand to the items beside her without really even looking she came back with the hammer in her hands. As quick as lighting the hammer came down on one of the girls hands. She cried out in pain but Doll's face never changed. Her large blue eyes stared unblinkingly at her. "I asked what your name was." She said calmly.

"Allison... my names Allison." The girl said quickly stumbling over her words in her rush to get them out before Doll grew impatient again.

Doll didn't move for several long moments. The girls name was Allison. The name made Doll feel... odd. She had never met another Allison. She wasn't quite sure how she felt about it. In a way she wanted to toss the girl over to The Joker and deal with the mother instead but she knew that he would find that suspicious. He already thought she was going soft. Gripping the hammer just a little bit tighter in her hands she pushed her thoughts of her sister to the very dark depths of her mind. Allison was nothing to her.. she was weak and stupid and got exactly what she deserved in the end.

"Oh Allison, I can tell that you're going to be a screamer." Doll commented as she moved in closer. Doll's face was only a few inches away from Allison's. She grinned that showed all of her straight, white teeth. Doll was surprised when Allison spit right into her face, the girls saliva landing right onto her left cheek. Dolls facial expression never changed nor did she move. Lifting a hand she brushed it off with the back of her hand before wiping her hand off on Allison's shirt. Letting out a giggle she stood back up so she was once again towering over Allison. "Now time for the fun!" Doll said before kicking the ginger girl in the stomach.

She let out a groan as she curled into herself.

"You know your daddy made a very bad move when he became the new District Attorney for this city. That position only leads to trouble. I mean look what happened to Harvey." Doll let out a laugh. "His girlfriend got blown to smithereens and he took a long fall." Doll's laughter continued.

"But that's not really why your here. You're here to send a big old message to Commissioner Gordon and my favorite flying rodent, The Batman." Doll smiled. "I mean you won't actually be alive to give him the message of course. It's more of a visual kind of thing really. Like I said we are going to have so much fun together."

With the hammer already in one hand Doll skipped gleefully over to the bag of nails that laid with the other items on the floor. She picked them up with a dramatic move before twirling back to face her companion. Doll gave Allison one more quick kick to the stomach before crushing one of her pale, freckled hands under her boot. Doll took one of the longest nails in the bag, it was incredibly rusty and about two inches long. Moving her foot so only her fingers were being crushed she positioned the nail right in the middle of Allison's hand. Doll awkwardly leaned over with her other arm and swung the hammer down onto the nail. Allison's scream filled the basement as the nail was driven right through the palm of her hand.

Dolls laughter echoed and her breathing was harsh as she watched Allison scream and whimper. Wasting no time she quickly grabbed another nail and did the same to her other hand.

"To bad I don't have anything to nail you to. That would have made a very interesting message." Doll told her as her hand glided through Allison's ginger hair. If it had been anyone else hand it would seem like a soothing gesture but with Doll it was just more of a warning that the worst was yet to come.

Doll stared at her handy work. Allison's pale flesh was completely red now. Both of her hands had nails driven though them. They were still bleeding slightly from where the tip of the nail came out on the other side. Doll had also hammered a nail into her arm just below the elbow. It didn't make it to the other side but the screams that came along with it made it worth it.

Doll had once again chosen a vegetable peeler. The last time was with Amy and she quite liked the results she achieved then. She was quite excited to be able to use it again. Doll held down the hand of the arm that didn't have a nail in it and ran the peeler over the flesh just like it was the skin of an apple. Allison who had mostly just been whimpering at this point let out a scream that would put a banshee to shame. Doll's hysterical laughter mixed with it making it just that more terrifying. The peeler left the flesh looking much like a peeled apple. The skin was cut and scrapped with blood leaking lazily out of the wounds.

"Oh Allison, I haven't had this much fun for years." She told her calmly. Doll seated her self on the floor where Allison laid. The girl was surprisingly still conscious and this made Doll smile. It wasn't as fun when they weren't awake to enjoy the experience. "The last time I had this much fun I wasn't even given credit for it. I was just doing someone a favor. They thought they could lie to the world and be so called normal." Doll scoffed. "She was never normal... and she could only hide it for so long. Funny thing is her name was Allison too. And you want to know what happened to her?" Doll asked.

When Allison didn't make any move to answer Doll roughly grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her into nodding her head.

"Well, she was drugged and tied up by a very... powerful man." Doll told her as her hand remained curled into Allison's hair. "And then this 'powerful man' tortured her and made her see just how cruel the world really is. He made her see that death wasn't really a punishment it was an escape route. It was freedom from all the things she couldn't handle."

Allison was staring at her with glossy, hazy eyes but she made no noise other than her heavy breathing.

"I think that's enough talking for now. I kind of feeling a pull towards the pliers now. Never used those before. It will be a new experience for both us!" Doll said as she shuffled around a bit to grab the tool from the ground.

She sat herself down with her legs crossed in front of her and stared at Allison as she held the pliers in right hand. Taking the girls closest hand in her own, Doll placed Allison's ring finger inside the pliers before using as much force as she could to press down. A sickening snap was heard and Allison screamed and tried to get away with all of her strength she had left. Doll however wouldn't have any of that, using her free hand she pressed down on Allison's hand right where the rusty nail was embedded into her palm. Allison's screams continued and Doll's laughter started up again. Doll laughed until should could barely breathe. Her face was flushed and blood was spattered over her scarred face giving her an even more disturbing look.

By the time Doll was done with the pliers Allison had six broken fingers. Her body lied limply on the bloody floor. She was curled into herself as Doll had stopped to admire her work for several minutes. She stood above the red head with a smile stretched across her bloody face.

A few minutes passed before Doll walked closer to Allison. She took the tip of her boot to roll the girl onto her back before setting herself down on Allison's stomach. Doll's face hovered over the red head's. Doll ran her fingers through the girl's hair once again in a soothing like gesture and patted her head in a soothing motion before pulling her hand away.

"We had a lot of fun together. I forgot how fun this was. I may have to start doing this more often." Doll told her and then Doll grabbed the hammer that was beside her and brought it done onto Allison's head. The first blow was the killing blow but Doll didn't stop there. She brought the hammer down again and again and again. By the time Doll was done she was almost covered in just as much of Allison's blood as Allison herself. Doll could feel it drying to her skin and in her hair. Doll wanted to add one last touch so she grabbed the pair of scissors and lifted Allison's bloody shirt to show her bruised stomach. Using the sharp edge of the scissors she carved a nice message into the flesh.

'XOXO

-Doll'

She finished the message with a creepy smiley face underneath her name.

"Well, their going to have fun identifying the body." A voice spoke from behind her. Looking behind she found The Joker staring down at her. He wasn't nearly as bloody as she was but he did have blood splattered on his painted face.

"They won't have to worry about that. I'm going to make sure that they know who their looking at." Doll told him as she turned back to the body.

"You really did a uhh number on her." The Joker commented to her as he walked closer. He was leaning over her as he studied the body with curious eyes. "Did you hammer nails into her?"

"Yeah... I always thought it would be interesting." Doll told him with a smile. She paused before looking up at him. "It was."

"I can see that. You're going to need another shower." The Joker told her with a smile.

The Joker was happy that Doll seemed to be just as deadly as she had always been. Doll had left the basement a few minutes to go wash the blood off but The Joker had stayed behind. He looked over the young, dead girls body curiously. The girl barely looked like she was a human anymore. Her face was smashed in so badly there was no telling what she originally looked like before Doll got a hold of her. Nails stuck out of the palms of her hands and one was embedded into her arm. More than half of her fingers were broken, a few had bones sticking out of the flesh. The Joker didn't know what Doll used on the girls arms but it looked like the flesh had been scrapped off. The Joker was highly impressed. When Doll went to torture someone to send a message she achieved her goal.

The Joker knew that Doll carried a lot of aggression in her tiny body and when it was relished you just hoped you weren't the person she was going to take it out on. He had personally been subjected to some of it but never to the extent that he knew she was capable of. It was times when that he saw bodies like this girl that he wondered if Doll was even more dangerous than he was.

They were very similar. There was no getting around that but they also had their differences. They were both deadly, both agents of chaos and anarchy, intelligent, and spontaneous. They both had lives they were surrounded in mystery and battle scars that showed the world they weren't afraid to be themselves; no matter what society thought of them. But with all of the similarities they also shared differences. The Joker used his size and physical strength to his advantage and in most fights played dirty to end up on top. Doll however didn't have that advantage. She was small even in women standards but she made up for with quickness. The Joker's weapon of choice was a switchblade or other knives and guns if the situation called for it. Doll wasn't picky. She was even known to use her own teeth if needed.

He didn't know her background before he met her, he didn't even know where she came from. She had accomplished so much on her own before he met her but no one seemed to know anything about her. He just hoped that his queen of chaos stayed focused. Doll was spontaneous and always changing. He didn't mind it usually. He just hoped she kept changing to his liking. Her hanging around Bruce Wayne and all those normal people worried him. She always seemed to hate being there when she came back home but Doll was a great liar without even trying. He knew he would just have to keep an extra close eye on her. He refused to lose her to some billionaire play boy.

So that concludes Chapter 7! I hope everyone enjoyed it... I know I had a lot of fun writing it. Let me know your thoughts in a review. Or send me any questions or concerns or ideas in a review. I adore hearing from my readers and you'll get a preview for the next chapter. It's worth it I promise! So until next chappy, love ya -Adelene