Warning: Torture, forced drug use and abuse
The Joker was strapped to a metal table and his shirt and shoes had been removed. He looked around the room, it was dark and dirty, probably an industrial area, somewhere he'd choose for something like this. He heard a door open behind him and did his best to see who it was, Amanda Waller walked into the room follow by two bodyguards and a paramedic "Oh, you're going to fix me up now? Make up your mind, doll, either kill me or let me go and your death might be less painful," Joker said watching as Waller walked around beside him.
"Neither, you have information on everything that goes on in Gotham's underworld and have a say in everything that goes on there and I want you to work for me," she said pulling up a metal chair to sit next to the table as the paramedic prepared a syringe.
"Why should I do anything for you?" he asked, "And why do you want to know?"
"If you I just do what I say this will be far less painful for you," Waller said as the paramedic injected something into his arm "And my reasons are classified government information."
"It'll take a lot to make me cripple in pain, darlin'," he responded smartly.
Waller took the syringe from the paramedic before letting him leave the room, only for him to be replaced by a doctor she talked as she injected the Joker with the mystery liquid "Anaesthetics numb the brains senses so that the subject does not feel pain, what was just injected into you does the opposite, it heightens the senses. A poke will feel like a third-degree burn to you and a punch will have you begging for me to kill you," she explained.
He growled, "Fuck you."
She smirked "This doctor is going to cause you a lot of pain if you don't answer my questions," she said gesturing to the doctor who nodded "Now, where is your base of operations?"
"Narnia," he replied laughing which caused a searing pain in his chest.
Waller rolled her eyes and turned to the doctor "Loosen him up, I'll be back in an hour," she said and left the room, her bodyguards close behind.
The doctor picked up a hammer from a tool table, the Joker managed a chuckle "Something tells me that you're not a qualified doctor," he joked.
The doctor didn't say anything but set down the hammer and picked up a large kitchen knife instead and stood over the Joker.
"Oh goodie, are we doing some cooking?" he laughed but was silenced when the doctor slowly stabbed the knife into his side, he grunted at the hot pain that traveled through his body, he hadn't felt this much pain in a long time, if ever. He breathed heavily as the knife stopped when the handle reached his skin, he gritted his teeth and growled in pain as the doctor twisted the knife.
The doctor removed the knife and placed duct tape over the wound, there was a light sheen of sweat on the Joker's forehead now and the ceiling lights glared brightly into his now sensitive eyes, blinding him from whatever the doctor was doing.
Waller returned an hour later, holding a folder, she ordered everyone to leave the room so it was just her and the Joker, who was now covered in blood and sweat. The effects of the drugs had worn off but he was still in a great deal of pain but managed to spit blood onto Waller's white business coat. She sighed and wiped the blood off a best she could but it still left a stain "Are you ready to talk?" she asked.
"Go. To. Hell," he replied.
"Ok, if torture isn't going to work then I have a few other options," she said opening the file "Do you remember what you did to Harley Quinn?" she asked, he heard someone walk into the room rolling something behind them, he tried to look but his head was strapped down before he had a chance. He heard the rolling stop next to him and he managed to spot an ECT machine.
"Harleen Quinzel did this to me plenty of times, you're not as smart as you think," he told Waller as the doctor began setting up the machine.
"Inject him again," she said.
The doctor paused "The last one has only just worn off, it could put too much strain on his heart," he said.
"Does it look like I care!" she yelled and the doctor quickly began preparing the injection. As the drug was injected into his system The Joker could feel the pain returning, he was about to insult Waller again when the doctor stuffed a rag into his mouth to bite on "Now, the ECT machine you are used to is a machine authorized by the USA and only goes to a certain voltage, that was also the one you used on Harley Quinn but this one was imported from Europe and it has been modified to have a lot more voltage," she explained.
The doctor suddenly turned on the voltage and the pain was excruciating, all of his muscles tensed and shook, his eyes rolled back and his hands grabbed onto the table. It was turned off after a minute and Waller stood next to him "If you won't work for me willingly, I'll make it so you will. You're alone Joker," she said, he looked past her at the ceiling "Why haven't any of your friends come for you yet? If you think Harley wants to come for you, you're mistaken, she's with Deadshot now. She probably thinks we did her a favor," she continued, whenever he shook his head he was shocked again, this was repeated for hours.
In the Joker's penthouse Harley was pacing back and forth with worry, The Joker had been gone for three days, she had called Deadshot and Jonny up to the apartment, Jonny was out looking for him while Deadshot was trying to calm her down "I'm sure he's fine, he's one tough son of a bitch," he said.
"He's not invincible," she said.
"Harley, he's the king of crime, no one would mess with him," he said and Harley nodded calming down somewhat but it was ruined when Jonny came back empty handed.
"Well?!" she yelled.
He panted like he had run the whole way to the penthouse "Waller's got him."
"What?" she asked quietly.
"Amanda Waller's got him, we don't know where but it's not Belle Reve."
Tears started to fall from Harley's eyes as she sat down on the couch, Deadshot stepped towards Jonny "Why what does she want with him?"
"To get to me?" she asked.
"Not exactly, she's trying to get him to work for her," he said.
"Mr. J would never ever work for that bitch," Harley growled.
"That's why I don't want to think about what she's doin' to the boss to get him to change his mind," Jonny replied.
He was about to continue when Harley jumped up off the couch and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt "You are going to find him and then we're all going to break him out and I swear to god, if he's dead you'll wish you had never been born," she growled.
"Yes, Miss Quinn," he said calmly and left.
Deadshot was about to comfort her when she whirled around to face him "That means you too," she yelled and he put his hands up before leaving her as well.
Back at the warehouse where Joker was being held, Amanda Waller was standing over him after three hours of shocks, he was barely conscious. She looked to the doctor "Give him the LSD," she said calmly.
The doctor injected another needle into Joker's arm and Waller nodded to the guards to take him away, they dragged him out and through the warehouse before throwing him into a room without windows or furniture. Joker groaned and rolled onto his back, he looked around the room and everything started to blur together.
"Jack," he heard someone whisper and he turned to the side to see a woman smiling at him, he was no longer in his cell but in a warm bedroom, he sat up in bed abruptly and looked back at the woman.
"Jeanie?" he asked confused.
She sat up next to him "You were talking in your sleep baby," she whispered to him and gently rubbed his back "I think you've been working too much," she sighed and he just stared forward.
"Where am I?" he asked frowning.
"We're at home, Jack," she responded, frowning back.
Suddenly he heard someone open the door to the bedroom and he saw a little girl run in and jump on the bed "Mommy, Daddy!" she squealed and Jeanie hugged her close but he jumped out of the bed.
"Jack, what's wrong, are you ok?" she asked "it looks like you seen a ghost," she said, her voice became low and distorted towards the end and he ran into the bathroom slamming and locking the door.
He turned to the mirror and his stomach dropped when he saw that his skin and hair were normal, he stumbled back into the wall at his appearance and closed his eyes and yelled at his reflection. When he opened them again he could see nothing but darkness, suddenly a door opened, letting light spill into the…closet?
He looked up to see a big tall man glaring down at him "What are you screaming about boy?" he yelled.
If he thought that being tortured by Waller was bad, this was ten times worse. He looked back up at the man and responded "I don't know, sir," he whispered.
"Come 'ere," the tall man growled grabbing him.
"NO!" he yelled as he was dragged through the small house "No, Dad, STOP!" he yelled as they stopped at a door.
"What did you just call me?!" the man yelled but he only whimpered in response, he opened the door and threw him down the stairs to the basement "Hopefully this will teach you a lesson, boy," he growled and slammed the door closed.
Joker opened his eyes to find he was back on the floor in the windowless room and quickly lost consciousness.
