here it is, the last chapter of this story. Question, should I make a sequal?? PLEASE TELL ME IN YOUR REVIWS!!

"Well well well, doll face, it seems you really can…ah… slip through the shadows…" Jasper called, and she watched him warily, before she 'melted' into the shadows. She heard him curse, and she took that as her cue to flee. She ran through the deserted streets, heading towards her nearest safe house. She quietly ran up the stairs, and the door opened under her key. She left it open, and she didn't even bother to close any of the open windows, or take anything off. Everyone in this apartment building knew better then to mess with her. She curled up on the large bed, and she was facing the wall. She slowly slipped into sleep as the sun broke through the clouds, just for a brief second, to rest on her peaceful face. Then, the face hardened, in sleep, and she was relaxed, but there was a different aura around her. A figure slipped through the open door, and the shifting of weight on the bed caused her to wake up, but she fell asleep again as a hand smoothed back the hair form her forehead, and a low humming filled the room.

"Jasper…" She sighed, and the figure retreated. The shift of weight form the bed caused her to move, and the figure watched as she settled down again. HE turned to the door, and he left a note pinned to the back of it by ways of her favorite knife. There was a joker etched onto the handle, marking her as a accomplice.

"Got you now, doll face…." He said, and he walked out of the building, nodding to his goons.

"I've got an appointment with an old friend of mine, and I'm …ah…not going to miss it…" he said, and they walked out, moving toward their future goals.

Victoria didn't wake until the sun set. Strange thing, about being the Princess of Night, you can't sleep during the night, and you hate the sun… She looked around her, her senses looking for any threats. Even though she was one of the most hardened criminals, her training from earlier in life was what always saved her ass in the long run. She rolled over, and stood up, walking to the half closed door. There was a strange object, and she wanted to see what it was. The sight of her knife made her smile, and she pulled it from the wall, stroking the etching.

"Damn you, Joker." She said, and she reached down for the letter. It was in the Joker's handwriting, and there was a pretty good picture of her face.

Evening, Princess. Thought you would enjoy going to a ball tonight. 9 pm, sharp. Wayne Enterprises. Dress is in the closet. Victoria smiled at the note, and she crumpled it up and threw it out of the window.

"Damn you." She said, and she walked to the closet. There was a long navy blue dress with a red belt, and it looked stunning. She smiled again as she threw it on, looking at herself in the mirror. She felt like a princess. She walked through the apartment, watching the clock. She hummed a song as she started the long walk to the meeting place, and everyone seemed to know she was on the prowl. She had all of her favorite knives stashed on her somewhere, and she had the hair pulled back from her scar for once. Everyone ran from her, just like they ran from Jasper. No, not Jasper. The Joker. The thought of this painted clown made her darker persona very content, and for once, Victoria was perfectly fine to let the Princess come out. She knew that Victoria couldn't handle all of this, and the Princess could.

"Here I stand, helpless and left for dead…." She sang, and this only added to her darker persona.

"Close your eyes, so many days go by…" she continued, and the deserted streets added to the darkness. she smiled as she continued singing.

"Easy to find what's wrong harder to find what's right…" she sang, and it echoed off the buildings, causing a nice echo effect. She flipped a blade around as she walked, her heels making a nice tempo.

"I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies, I wont stay long, in this world so wrong." She continued to walk, but the streets were more crowded. She waited to continue singing until she was actually dancing with the Joker. ,then she smiled, and whispered it into his skin. He was not wearing makeup, and his scars were less then noticeable.

" Say good-bye as we dance with the devil tonight, don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight." The Joker was watching her, spinning her across the floor. The other couples were dancing as well, but they stayed out of their way.

"Trembling, crawling across my skin, felling you dead cold eyes, stealing the life of mine." He leaned his chin on the top of her head, and she leaned her head against his chest. When did he get so tall?

"I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies, I wont last long, in this world so wrong." The joker had his eyes closed, and she was leading them now, even though she couldn't see any better then he could.

" Say good-bye as we dance with the devil tonight, don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight." Then, the Joker let go of her, and he turned to the couple besides them. HE pushed past them, heading for the bathroom. HE caught her eyes, and he gave her a tiny nod. She nodded back ,and she headed to the tables positioned on the edge of the dance floor.

" Hold on." She said, not in the mood to sing anymore, but willing to finish the song. The people already sitting down gave her a wary glance, one she ignored. She was used to the stares. They were commonplace to her now. She sat down in a chair as Bruce Wayne made his way to the dance floor with one of his woman toys. She was giggling, drunk. Damn Champagne.

" Hold on." She sighed, and the person across from her gave her a startled glance, then he left abruptly. She glared at him, and the Princess inside of her giggled.

' Let me out…I wanna play, wanna play!' she murmured in her ear, but she ignored her. She had one goddamn word left in this song, and she wasn't going to mess it up but responding to herself. She waited, until she heard the first shriek. Good, he had changed.

'Lemme out, Lemme out!!' Princess screamed in her impatient voice, but she had just enough strength to make her wait, just like a Lady. God, how she hated that word. She stood up as a shot in the middle of the dance floor made everyone run away form him. She smirked cruelly, and she said one word before giving into the darkness inside of her. She was going to find Jasper. The Princess can have her fun with the clown Prince. She was done holding herself together anyways.

" Goodbye." She said, and a blackness flooded up in her vision, but she didn't waver.

'Bye, Joker, Princess. Take good care of yourselves.' Victoria said, and she gave in.

well, that's it, folks! wanna gove a big thanks to everyone who read and reviewd, and faved this story, and put it on alert...please, tell me if I should make a sequal or leave the endingthe way it is?