Chapter 3:
*Jokester's POV*
My husband and I are facing against the two people that I never wanna see again. The Joker and Harley Quinn. The looks of their pathlic faces makes me smirk.
"Well, well, well," I smirked more, "Batsy darlin'," I turn to him, "look who is it."
"It's the traitors, Puddin'," Blade jokes with a smirk, making Joester giggle like insane.
"Traitors!?' Joker screams angrily.
"We never betrayed you!" Harley screamed in terror.
"Oh really?" Blade steps in. "If you have never betrayed Jokester, then why haven't you find her years ago?" he's seriously pissed at them.
No answer.
"Thought so," Jokester glares at them. Then she smirks at her husband. "Oh, Batsy? Can we pretty please kill them both and then the Batman?"
"Of course Puddin'," Blade smirks back.
Immediately guns are being shot at the two vehicles. Unfortunately, both of them were bulletproof.
Getting really mad at this, Jokester pushes some buttons of the limo and the car begins to run off to do plan B. Plan B is to get them to chase you and get them to a right spot to get them killed.
"Puddin'!" Harley whines. "We need our little princess back!"
"I know this, woman!" Joker screams, driving like a madman he is.
Explosions from a previous plan begin to count down. The time starts at thirty seconds. It's in a building in the way of Jokester and Blade. If things go well, they will be in the general of area of the building to get result from it. That will slow down the limo and the young couple.
Within the last few seconds, the limo becomes closer and closer to the general area. Both Blade and Jokester aren't aware of the explosions until their car hits the street of where it is. The limo flew up in the air, causing Blade and Jokester to unexpectedly to be separate from each other out of their mobile.
Darkness surrounds their visions and bodies when she could have sworn there are two people walking towards her.
Consciousness finally came back to here. She tries to move her body, but she couldn't. Jokester awakens completely to see herself strapped to her old twin sized bed of her old room.
Her eyes look around to see the long forgotten bedroom colored in mainly purple and green. Collections of knives and guns with no bullets surrounds the room on shelves. The familiar little Jokester's clothing in the closet that Harley requested for her.
Putting two and two together, Jokester realized that her parents have kidnapped her from her husband.
"Princess!" the annoying sound of her mother's voice ringed her ears when her parents came in.
No word is spoken so she glares at them emotionlessly.
"Oh come on Princess!" the Joker grinned down to his grown daughter. "You're home, back with us!"
Jokester gives them one last glare before turning her head away from them and closing her eyes.
"Little Maddie," Harley says softly, kneeling down to the side of the bed, "you don't need to worry about that awful man again."
She paid no attention to them.
"Listen, brat!" Joker yells at her. "We have spent many years of trying to find you and now you're acting like a spoiled brat!"
"Puddin'," Harley says softly to him, rubbing his arm, smoothing out his anger, "come on, it's been a long day for her and she needs to rest now."
Joker glares at his daughter before leaving with a worried and concerned Harley Quinn.
Jokester let out tears of sadness and fear as the darkness covers her again.
