Chapter 26

J slammed on the brakes and swerved into a perfect spot in front of the building. I read the sign of the building and I was initially confused. The sign read Gotham City Morgue. I looked at J sideways and he rolled his eyes.

"Trust me Princess. This will be a good spot." J said as he got out of the car. I followed him and the crew was carrying Wayne in behind us. There was a guard at the front desk and he immediately drew his gun on us. I looked at J and nodded. I snaked my dress strap down and walked to the guard.

"What are you gonna do big man?" I asked. He breathed heavily and lowered his gun in front of me. I softly touched his cheek and gave him a kiss on his lips. He dropped to the floor and made a loud thud. I smiled and J laughed.

"That's my girl. Shall we?" He asked as he motioned to the hall.

"We shall." I said back. J took me to the examination room and they laid Wayne on one of the steel tables. I sat on top of him and slapped him repeatedly.

"Wake up Batsy!" I yelled. He slowly started to come to. I smiled and leaned on his chest. "Well good morning sleepy head!" I said.

"I'm sorry Bruce. We had to transport you to where people wouldn't be able to hear you scream. I do hope you like the setting." J said as he stood next to me. Wayne blinked several times.

"You're a dead man Joker." Wayne growled.

"Funny, I was saying the same thing about you." J said as he stood over Wayne and laughed.

"Do you really think you will get away with killing me, Clown? Gordon will have the entire PD on this." Wayne pleaded.

"Eh, we aren't too worried about that." I said smirking. Wayne widened his eyes slightly. He knew what I was saying.

"By the way Brucey, I have a gift for you." J said as he snapped his fingers at his crew. One guy left the examination room and came back with a large jar with a cloth covering it. I eyed J with a questioning look. He ignored me and took the jar. He uncovered it and my stomach jolted. I saw the sight of our little baby boy in formaldehyde. He was so tiny. His little toes and fingers were curled. J set the jar next to Wayne's head on the tool table. I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

"Recognize this, Batsy? This is our son. He was going to take over Gotham. He was going to finish what I started. That scared ya didn't it Batsy? Why else would you throw my lady off of a building?" J said grinning wide.

"I didn't know she was pregnant Joker" Wayne spouted out. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh really? You deaf Wayne? I told you before you threw me off the ledge." I growled.

I didn't even realize I was breathing so hard until J stroked my hair and snapped me out of my daze. I turned my attention towards Wayne and I felt something happen. Whatever was happening to me, scared the living hell out of Batman. He started to struggle against my knees which were pinning him down. I bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips and I could hear J laughing a maniacal laugh. He immediately froze. I could see the pure terror in his eyes. Bruce Wayne knew that his life was going to end. Tonight. I looked up and saw J's men staring at me with fear. My skin was on fire and my eyes were burning through. I looked over into the glass cabinet to my right and saw what everyone else was seeing. My teeth were pointed razors and my eyes were burning red. My veins were black and my green streaks were lighting up. The anger that flowed through me seemed to intensify my new...abilities.

I suddenly felt an urge that I couldn't fight. I didn't even want to. I lunged down and latched onto Bruce Wayne's throat and I tore through it. He fought a scream as blood came pouring from his jugular. Within minutes, Bruce Wayne was dead. I had blood all over me. I got off of my victim and wiped my mouth. I looked at my little guy in the glass jar and I let out a low growl.

"Get him out of here." I said to J's men. They looked at J for confirmation and he nodded.

"Sure thing boss lady. Do you want us to bury him or…" The guy asked.

"I don't care what you do with it." I said as I stormed out of the examination room of the morgue. I knew J probably wouldn't follow right away. He would want to take something off of Batman as a trophy. Also as an invitation for all of the other super geeks of Gotham. I walked into the door marked "Employees Only". I walked into the Employee break room and looked in the mirror. I brought a finger to my razor sharp teeth. I didn't even feel them come through. Just as I started to question if they would go back to normal, I felt a sharp pain in my gums. It hurt like hell but when I looked up, my teeth had somehow gotten back to normal. My eyes were no longer red and were back to the lime green. My veins were not nearly as black as they were. Within seconds, I was back to normal...more or less. I started to wash the blood off of my arms and hands. I had Bat blood all over my pretty dress.

I saw J come through the swinging door and lean against the door frame. I looked at him through the mirror and looked back down at what I was doing.

"You okay dollface? Did I go a little too far?" J said smiling.

"No not at all." I said sarcastically. I saw J roll his eyes.

"Now I am sorry darling but the Bat had it coming." He said as he inched towards me. He tried to wrap his arms around my waist and I elbowed him in the nose.

"A heads up would have been nice." I growled. J held his nose as blood came pouring out of it. He came back up and faced me. He landed a single blow to my cheek and I felt the sharp pain instantly.

"I don't have to tell you every genius plan I come up with my Queen. Remember that." He hissed at me. I rubbed my face and eyed him angrily. I could squash him like a bug if I really wanted to. Before, when I just had my original power, I probably couldn't end him. Just give him a pretty good third degree burn. With my new powers, I knew I could demolish him. But I didn't want to. Somewhere inside of me, I felt a deep connection to him. A permanent tie that I knew would never go away. I was stuck with him now. There was no turning back and leaving him behind. He knew it. Now he would always use it to his advantage. I was The Joker's permanent partner in crime.