AN: Changed a few things around, but not by much. Chapter 3 will have several added scenes to it if I get to it.
Chapter 2: Gotham's Princess
He looked around the crime scene, sighing as he looked at the mess surrounding him.
"Sir," one of his officers started as he came up beside him. "There are witnesses stating that a young woman was taken hostage," the young officer paused before going on. "They are saying that the one that took her did some disturbing things-."
"Come out with it man!" Gordon demanded, annoyed at the man.
"Witnesses are saying he raped the woman in front of them," the officer whispered as he handed something to his superior. "This is hers."
Jim Gordon's eyes widened as he took the purse from his officer, opening to look for a wallet.
"Oh shit," he cursed, staring down at the driver's license picture in his hands. "Someone get me a damn phone! I need to call the family before this gets out!"
A phone was quickly found and handed to him. He quickly dialed the emergency number found in the young woman's purse. He did not need to be making this phone call. It ringed for several moments before it went to voicemail. Gordon closed his eyes as he listened to the voicemail message, realizing that this was Bruce Wayne's direct phone number.
"Mr. Wayne, I need to hear from you right away, this is regarding Rae. Please call my office or better yet, please drop by. I really need to speak with you, urgently."
The Joker jerked the school bus to an abrupt stop in front of the old warehouse by the docks, rising from the driver's seat. He swung around to the seat behind him, ready to throw the woman over his shoulder when he saw her passed out form. He stared down at the girl, barely a young woman, sucking his bottom lip as he took in the time to actually look her over.
She had long black hair, he was unable to determine how long because it was tangled all around her, but he assumed it was around waist length. Her small purple tank top clung to her chest, showing her sizeable breasts and as he stared down at her, he felt himself hardened in need once again, which came as a surprise to him.
Not many get his undivided attention like this, he thought with a dark chuckle. He watched with a smirk as the woman, Rae was her name if he remembered correctly, opened her eyes and he noticed there deep blue color set. Those beautiful eyes widened when they fell on him and he removed a switchblade from his jacket pocket, flipping it open as he bent down towards her.
He placed the cold steel to her cheek, trailing it lightly down to the top of her shirt. She gave a startled gasp as he did a quick swipe down her shirt, cutting it down the middle to the bottom of the shirt without breaking the skin beneath.
"Shush," he laughed, spreading her shirt open to stare down at her chest.
She wore a black lace bra, leaving very little to his imagination as he stared down at her, her panicked breathing caused her chest to move up and down before he pressed the knife under the front of the bra, snipping it in two as she started to struggle beneath him. She immediately stilled as he replaced the knife to her face.
Her body shook and she closed her eyes in fear as he bit down on one of her nipples harshly, sucking on her nipple. One gloved hand moved to her other breast, rubbing it harshly as he continued to suck and bite on the other. She closed her eyes as he started to grind himself against her closed legs.
"Please, don't hurt me," she pleaded, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"You listen to me and, eh, that won't be, eh, much of a problem," he said, slowly licking down the side of her neck.
"What, what do you want from me?" She whispered, her voice trembling in fear as she once again heard the man unzip himself.
"I, eh, would think that's obvious," he whispered and before she knew it, he was once again on her, forcing her legs open, and thrusting into her. "I don't, eh, make plans. Your, eh, up in the air."
She closed her eyes, wishing she was somewhere else. If she hadn't gone to the bank, she would be at home right now and doing her homework. Rae gasped as she felt a sharp sting in her cheek and she opened her eyes. His eyes, circled with dark black paint, were staring down at her as he continued to move inside her.
He tapped her face with the edge of his knife, reminding her of the blade and realizing the he must have cut her as she felt a wet substance run down her cheek and neck to join with her dark hair.
"Look at me," he growled, thrusting hard into her.
Her eyes filled with tears as she felt the painful move, but she didn't close her eyes as he tapped her face again with the blade. He must have realized she wanted to against the pain, he saw it and he wanted to see it. Seeing his face and eyes as he grunted and moaned above her made her sick. She was just something for him to use for his own sick pleasure, to throw away when he no longer needed her. As he came to an end, he sped up his thrusts, turning savage as he finished up with her.
"Eh, nothing serious," he said after examining the cut on her cheek, licking the blood off her face.
He stood, placing himself back into his pants before zipping them up once again. He bent forward, grabbing her around her waist before swinging her over his shoulder and placing a hand down on her backside to keep her from flashing herself at everyone. She groaned as he jumped out of the bus, his shoulder digging into her stomach as several of his goons came out to unload the money.
"You, eh, see this?" Joker said, swatting Rae's butt.
The men nodded, staring at the woman in their boss's arms, their gaze on her ass. The Joker raised his knife, pointing at all of them.
"No one touches this one," he warned, his usual high pitched voice lowering in a warning growl. "Touch her and you, eh, die."
Joker took the woman inside, climbing up a flight of stairs and down a long hall way as he massaged a hand up and down her thigh. He entered a room and threw her on top of a soft mattress. She looked around and was surprised at what she saw. The room was reasonably clean, except for several newspaper clippings spread out all over the place.
The carpet was an old shaggy green and the walls painted a bright purple. She could see a connected bathroom and she mentally shook her head as she saw that it was also decorated in the same green and purple colors.
"I've, eh, got business to take care of," he said, turning Rae over to release her from the cuffs. "Stay here and be a good girl or I will be forced to, eh, hurt you. Do you understand?"
As soon as she was released from her restraints, she turned onto her back and raised her right hand, with the palm of that hand up, hit him in the nose with a successful break. Joker howled above her, clinching his now bleeding nose as she scrambled to her feet. She ran to the door, holding her shirt closed as she ran, getting only a few feet out of the room before she screamed, the Joker having grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her back into the room.
He slammed the door closed, keeping a strong grip on her hair and forcing her to her knees in front of him. Tears rolled down her face, her hands trying to get him to release her hair. and Rae watched, backing up as he walked towards her.
"I, eh, thought I just warned you not to, eh, do anything like that," Joker growled, wiping the blood from his nose with one hand and shaking her by the roots of her hair in the other.
"You can't expect me to just stay here," she cried, peering up at him with her tear soaked blue eyes.
He released her, throwing her away from him. Watching her with a sick smile on his face as she backed away from him, right into the wall behind her. The Joker walked forward, placing his hands on either side of her and blocking her in.
"That is, eh, exactly what I, eh, expect you to do," he whispered, licking his lips as he pressed in close to her.
"No, please don't," she cried, struggling in his grip as he ripped her shirt from her body and disposed of it on the floor.
Rae screamed as he socked her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her as he removed her skirt.
"I told you to be a good girl or you'd get hurt. Guess what? You weren't a good girl!" Joker cackled, punching her in the face and sending her to the floor.
He flipped her onto her back and she took a swing at him, missing him as he grabbed her arm.
"You, eh, have some fight in ya. I like that," he laughed, restraining her arms to the side as he bent down, his face mere inches from hers. "And here I, eh, thought you wouldn't be all that, eh, fun. Ha, ha…"
He sped down the roads, uncaring that he was speeding as he ran a red light and could be pulled over by the cops at any time as he raced to the police station. As he came upon the building, he screeched to a stop in front of the doors. He threw open the door to his car, not bothering to close it as he ran up the stairs and burst into the station.
"Where is he? Where is Jim Gordon?" He yelled to the busy room as he looked around the room frantically.
Several officers stopped to stare at the young man in sympathy. One young officer walking up to the panicked man.
"Sir, I am Detective Ramirez, I can take you to him," the young woman said, turning away as she walked towards the offices.
The man followed quickly on her steps, swiping a hand back in his dark hair as he looked around. The detective opened an office door, ushering him in. The young man saw the officer known as Jim Gordon.
"I want to know what's going on, now," he demanded, his brown eyes taking in the other people in the room. "You said something happened to my sister-."
"Sir, please calm down. I have something I need to show you," Gordon said sympathetically, motioning the others to leave the room as he picked up a video tape. "I have to warn you, what you are about to see will be most disturbing."
He nodded, watching as Gordon put the tape in a VCR.
"A little over an hour ago, Gotham City Bank's main branch was robbed. Only one of the criminals left with their life, he having had killed all his partners during the robbery. Unfortunately, your sister happened to be there when this all happened. If you'll just watch the tape, you'll see what happened."
The young man watched, worried as three men busted into the bank and saw as his little sister crouched down on the floor. He watched, his eyes intent on his sister for a few minutes as nothing happened but the robbers taking bags of money out of the vault, then a bus driving through the side wall. He shook his head in disbelief as he watched his sister do something so dangerous as he saw her flip out her phone and then watched in horror as she was caught and restrained. He had to look away from the scene when he saw the man start to rape his little sister.
"I'm sorry to have shown you this, but I didn't know how long we could keep this hidden," Gordon whispered from beside him, staring at the television with sadness in his eyes. "Your sister is a popular and loved citizen of Gotham and somehow, the media has gotten a hold of this tape. We are doing everything possible to get a hold of all the tapes and copies that have been made, but I wanted you to see this here, in case we couldn't get to it before it aired on the news."
"My sister, is she at Gotham General?" He whispered, his fists clenching at his sides in anger. "Is she alright?"
Gordon paused for several moments before turning to face him.
"I'm sorry to say, that after this incident, besides from the hit to the face and this attack, we don't know if she is okay. This criminal took her with him, we have no clue where she is or in what condition she is in."
"He took her with him?" He whispered, collapsing into a nearby chair.
"We are doing all that we can to find her, I have everyone looking into this," Gordon paused, before kneeling down before him. "Just between you and me, I will be pulling in the best man in Gotham on this case."
"Hey boss, there's finally a news report about the bank job!"
Joker looked up from the desk at the back of the room, setting down the scissors in his hands as he was cutting a news article out.
"Well, eh, turn it up!" He shouted, waving an arm about.
His henchman jumped up as he was ordered and turned the knob on the television set up.
"Earlier this afternoon, Gotham City Bank was robbed by a new criminal, joker cards left at the scene, labeling him as the Joker-."
"Well, eh, duh," the man in question said, rolling his eyes. "That's the, eh, point."
"-Also reports have come in from witnesses that a young woman was viciously attacked and kidnapped by The Joker. The young woman's identity has been confirmed to be the seventeen-year-old Rae Ann Wayne, high school senior and younger sister of our very own Bruce Wayne of Wayne Enterprises…"
Joker's laughter erupted in the large room as his men's eyes widened.
"Well, it seems I, eh, caught the princess. I knew something was, eh, special about my gal," he laughed, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes as a video of the robbery started up on air.
Rae stared up at the purple ceiling; her body ached all over as she thought of the several bruises that must be all over her body; her arms, legs, and face mostly. Also, she was really sore, down there. She had never felt so used in all her life. She felt tears leaking from her eyes as she shifted uncomfortably. Before the clown had left her, he had tightly restrained her hands behind her back and bond her ankles together, after raping her again, she guessed he just couldn't help himself in her helpless condition.
Also, she thought that he used it as a form of punishment for her attack on him. He then gagged her with a piece of duct tape, the same tape he used for her hands and feet. She was naked, save for a spare pair of matching, dark purple, lacey underwear and bra that he had put on her and had gotten from somewhere. She didn't know how long he was going to torture her, but she knew she wouldn't last long in his "care". Rae jerked in surprise as the bedroom door was slammed open, the Joker striding in as he kicked the door closed behind him.
"Well little bird, I didn't know that I had caught the princess of Gotham!" He laughed, watching as her eyes widened. "Ah yes, eh, the reporters have you all over the news, eh, showing that lovely video of us together!"
Rae shook her head in denial, tears steadily falling from her eyes. No, they couldn't have shown that…
"I wonder how dear ole Brucey is doing, hm?" He questioned as he sat down beside her, pulling out a video camcorder out of his pocket. "How bout, eh, we let him know how your, eh, doing?"
She shook her head wildly, not wanting her older brother to see her this way, even as he turned on the camera.
"Good evening, eh, Mr. Wayne," Joker giggled. "I thought you might want to see how your beloved sister, eh, was doing. Isn't she beautiful?"
He zoomed in on her face as she fought to cover her face with her black hair.
"Hey, eh, look at the camera. Look. At. Me," he growled, grasping her jaw tightly and jerking her face towards him and the camera. "Now, eh, just look at her Brucey. Image all those sick freaks out there that would be getting a hard on from just seeing your, eh, beautiful young sister tussled up like this. See her frightened eyes?" He whispered, his voice dropping low as he stared at Rae in fascination. "Now that is what has me getting a hard on. Such beautiful eyes… Her fear, her terror, it intoxicants me. Have you ever seen something so beautiful you, eh, had to have it? That's what I saw when I got a good look at this little bird, eh, down at the bank. Sure, she's battered and bruised now, but I put those there," he giggled, his hand caressing her lightly. "Only I can hurt her, eh, no one else. So beautiful… How about we let her use her beautiful voice, eh?"
He reached forward and quickly striped the tape from her mouth, making her scream out at the pain. Joker cackled as he let the camera drop to the floor, taking out a knife and cutting the tape around her ankles as he replaced the knife in his pocket. Rae started to scream and struggle, causing the bed to squeak loudly, as the Joker removed his purple coat, dropping it carelessly on the camera.
"No! Don't!" She screamed, tossing and turning her body as his naked body covered hers.
His hands touched her everywhere, his lips following, biting her skin occasionally and drawing blood.
"Please," she whimpered as he roughly spread her legs wide.
"Oh yes," he groaned, sliding inside her with one quick thrust.
Rae bucked under him, stilling with a pained gasp as his calloused hands cruelly pushed down on her thighs.
"Hold still you fucking bitch!" He growled in anger, releasing her legs to punch her across the face.
She cried out as the left side of her face burned with the impact, starting to see black spots in her vision as she started to sob.
"Ah no, little bird, stay awake. We aren't done saying hi to dear ole Brucey," he crackled, slamming into her.
"Bruce, help me please," She whimpered and cried, wanting to pass out from the pain.
It hurt so much…
"Ah yeah," she heard him moan above her, speeding up. "Such a good little girl. Yeah, oh baby. So tight and hot."
He grinded against her, fast and rough. He grunted as he pushed deeply inside her, coming within her.
"Ah," he sighed in relief, slumping against her, "You belong to me…"
Rae stared up at the ceiling, tears sliding down her cheeks as the Joker removed himself from her. He picked his jacket up off the camera and picking it back up.
"Well, eh, sorry for the interruption, big brother," he giggled, moving the camera over to Rae's nude body.
She stared at the camera, silently begging her brother to find her soon.
"Ah, no need to look so depressed my dear, I will take good care of you," he laughed, dragging the camera up her body, showing the new bruises on her legs, the bites covering her with white and red paint spread all over her, and the left side of her face that was bright red from when he punched her. "Um, seems to me that I, eh, need to stop hitting that beautiful face so much. It's going to be all purple if I, eh, don't lessen down a bit."
He swung the camera around to his face, licking the sides of his mouth.
"Well, eh, now that you see you sister is just fine; you can rest assured that I will take great care of her. We will be, eh, saying hi again soon. Until then, eh, sleep tight…" He ended with a high pitch laugh and turned the camera off. "Now that wasn't too bad, was it?"
"I hate you! You're a monster!" She cried, struggling against the bonds that held her and kicking her legs towards him.
He giggled as Rae attempted to hit him, failing miserably as he blocked her movement, placing his weight over her legs.
"I'll have someone, eh, ship this off to Brucey in the morning. Now, eh, you get your beauty sleep. We are going out tomorrow night!"