A/N : Here's the next chapter! ANd i think its pretty good, also i added some original dialogue from the comics, lets see if you can find it! hahaha and, i even added some hottt fun lol. But there is a tiny bit of blood in this chapter, just so you know. Now you can read! Good luck and Revieww

Disclaimer: I own nothing but dear old Annabelle and this wonderful plot ( at least i think its wonderful)

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As you might have guessed, Upper East Siders, prohibition never stood a chance against exhibition. It's human nature to be free, and no matter how long you try to be good, you can't keep a bad girl down

- Gossip Girl

Again, I was left alone to face the father of all my hardships. Time.

No matter how hard you try to cheat it, it will always work against you. Either never moving, or moving at an alarmingly fast pace, crushing any further hopes you may have. And that it was.

The seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours, and I was powerless to stop it. No matter what I did, or how I tried to distract myself, I was left with the same thoughts that kept finding themselves crawl back into my mind. The same thoughts I had so desperately tried to keep from my head since the Joker had exited the room hours ago.

What it was the Joker had in store for me.

And whatever it was, I knew it wouldn't be good. Although, I knew deep down, some part of me would like it. Whatever it was. Because there was a part of me, no matter how much I hated to admit it, that was just like him. There was a part of me that was cruel, crazy, evil. Just like him.

And as I sat cross legged on the bed, staring at the menacing door in front of me, I wondered if he knew this all along. Or better yet, if I had known this all along.

No, I couldn't have known this. How could I have? But if I hadn't, how could he?

He was good at reading people, and he had read me. He saw something in me, that reminded him of himself, something that screamed to be let free. And he was doing just that.

Ever since I had been brought here, I had been reminiscing on old memories, that had long been stored away in a box. A box that I had locked away and thrown into the deep oceans of my mind, never to be seen again. But even now, in the city I thought would save me, I was slowly losing myself.

Before now, I had very seldom thought like this. I wouldn't have been so eager to throw it all away, to let my walls down and just be. And no, I didn't want to lose this fight, but why fight the inevitable? The inevitable that I was so eager to let consume me. Maybe the answer to my question was simple.

If I let the darkness take me, then maybe I would just be left with more opportunities. More opportunities to be great, evil, but great. And maybe, that's not a bad thing after all. I mean, the Joker got by, why couldn't I?

Maybe the darkness isn't dark at all. What if its just a mirage, a trick, to keep the wrong people put. Because unless your willing to except the darkness, maybe your not supposed to be happy.

If you cant let yourself fall, how can you learn to pick yourself back up?

I had fallen, and I fell hard. But I pieced my life back together as best as I could. There were obvious gaps, where I couldn't quite match everything up anymore, because I was just too different. I had changed. That man had changed me, and they say when you kill someone, you not only take what they are, but everything they every could have been. And because of that, my life couldn't be fully complete. It was those gaps, those little holes in my life that had led me here.

They had led me to this brink of sanity, or insanity, I didn't exactly know which yet.

Everyone has a shadow. And the only way to get rid of a shadow, is to turn off the light. To stop running from the darkness, and face what you fear. Head on. But I didn't know if I was ready for this yet. Could I really just remove myself from reality itself? Could I make up my own set of rules and break the ones I had set up now? I wasn't sure, but I had the feeling that once I got out of here, and I would get out of here, I would be able to think logically again.

And I think it's the fact that I know all this thinking is crazy, that is keeping me sane. Which is why I just have to wait it out, I cant let myself go, because by then all hope would be lost. If I let myself get consumed by the looming darkness, I wouldn't be able to go back. Like a drunk to a bottle of beer, I just wouldn't be able to stay away.

And I knew what I was talking about, I had felt this once before. I still wonder what It would be like to be the cause of another persons demise, to be the last thing they see before they close their eyes permanently. That feeling, gives me unnerving happiness, and a sickness in my stomach at the same time.

Which is why I tend to shy away from the subject all together. But when your stuck in a room, with nothing but yourself and the fear of what's to come, its hard not to think back on your life, and how you spent it.

If I were to die today, would I be happy with the life I had lived?

The answer was plain and simple, no.

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The streets were unusually quiet, the only sounds were of the small animals scurrying across the pavement, looking for food. And as I strolled along the streets of my beloved Gotham, I couldn't help but laugh.

All the so called, criminals, were off the streets, they were afraid. Batman was out tonight, and they were afraid of him! A man who dresses up like a giant bat! I mean come on, does that not seem a little crazy.

As I walked down the millionth alleyway of the night, I was pleasantly surprised. There, standing all omnisciently was the great bat himself. And that put an even bigger smile on my face. Now, all I had to do was see where the night would take me.

I had asked batsy to meet me, and he actually followed through.

" Hello, there batsy. Be-aut-if-ul uh night we have here hmm?" I said, taunting him just a bit. It was always so funny to see his reactions to just my words alone. It always put a smile on my face.

" Where is she, Joker." He said in his usually gruff voice. No hint of amusement, which always seemed to surprise me. How could someone who dressed himself up as a bat, not find some sort of amusement in life?

" Who?" I said simply, giggling. And by the way he seemed to growl, I knew I was pressing his buttons.

" You know who Joker. Annabelle. Where's Annabelle?" He took a step closer to me, as did I. Freaking him out just a little.

I put on an expression, seemingly to be deep in thought, as I answered, barely being able to hold back laughter.

" Who? Ohh, you mean the cute blonde! Yeah I know where she is, but im not gonna tell you silly. That would ruin all the fun!" Batman didn't like this, and he lunged at me, throwing me up against the brick alley wall. My head getting hit pretty hard, but I kept the smile on my face the whole time. Batsy pulled his arms back, and hit me hard in the face, and I fell to the ground, laughing so hard I could have cried.

" Batsy, Batsy, Batsy, you really have a tad bit of anger management, maybe you should get that checked out, He He." I said, coughing up some blood, but to my surprise, batman backed away from me. Closing his eyes in surrender?

"I came to talk. I've been thinking lately. About you and me. About what's going to happen to us in the end. We're going to kill each other, aren't we? Perhaps you'll kill me. Perhaps I'll kill you. Perhaps sooner. Perhaps later" He said, clearly upset, and as I sat up, my back against the wall, I couldn't help but giggle at his train of though. But before I could say anything, he continued, his rough voice, sounding almost exhausted, as if he was ready to give up.

"Don't you understand? I don't want to hurt you. I don't want either of us to end up killing the other. But we're both running out of alternatives, and we both know it. Maybe it all hinges on tonight. Maybe this is our last chance to sort this whole bloody mess out. If you don't take it, then we're both locked onto a suicide course. Both of us. To the death. It doesn't have to end like that. I don't know what it was that bent your life out of shape, but who knows? Maybe I've been there too. Maybe I can help. We could work together. I could rehabilitate you. You needn't be out there on the edge anymore. You needn't be alone. We don't have to kill each other. What do you say?"

He seemed stupidly hopeful, as if I was a lost man, needing to be found. As if I wanted his help or anyone else's for that matter. And his compromise made me burst into hysterics.

"You, you think it all breaks down into symbolism and structures and hints and clues. No, Batman, that's just Wikipedia. You actually believed all it would take is a few people thinking you were a killer, a couple of days of drug-induced isolation and a cheap little nervous breakdown and you'd have me all figured out? Like there was some rabbit hole you could follow me down to understanding? No Batsy. Sorry, but I don't really, uh, think I can accept your little proposition." I said, full of amusement.

" But thanks for the offer anyways." I said, trying to get back to my feet, but I was stopped. Batman had picked me up, and thrown me against the wall yet again. Only this time I fell onto a rather large piece of broken glass, which pierced through my stomach.

I saw the blood before I felt the pain, but I didn't stop my laughter, this whole situation was just too funny!

I got up to my feet, still laughing, and watched as Batman began to take his leave, but not before I could tell him one last little thing.

" Annabelle's mine now. Don't forget that Batsy." And with that he was gone, leaving me alone in the alley, crying tears of unbelievable amusement.

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Time passed, and what I feared would arrive, finally did.

I had been lying on the edge of the bed, with half my body on it, and the other half dangling. I could feel the blood rushing to my head, where a light throbbing pain soon developed, but I stayed there. Watching the specks of dust fly through the air, but once the sun went down, the dust became invisible.

By now, the moon had been up for who knows how long, and my nerves had grown ten fold. Not because I was scared, but because I wasn't sure of what tonight would bring. I'm not a big fan of surprises, of not knowing what would happen, and these uncalled for events always found their way to me.

The pounding in my head had grown, and I could hear it against my ears, drowning out any other noises around me. My head felt like it weighed fifty pounds, and I soon grew tired. My eyelids began to droop out of exhaustion but before they closed completely, the door was thrown open, and slammed loudly against the wall, almost putting a hole through it.

I bolted upright on the bed and stared, mouth open, at the man in the doorway. It was the Joker.

His makeup was smeared, and there was blood on his coat, but I wasn't sure who's it was. But if it was his, he didn't show it. He had his signature grin placed on his face, and he looked greatly amused. The Joker even had his arms open wide as he stepped into the room.

" Honey I'm Home!" He almost screamed, but his voice held no anger, he sounded excited, happy.

Kicking the door closed, he sauntered closer to the bed, closer to me, and as he threw off his jacket, I saw the wound that was bleeding profusely on his lower abdomen. Seeing this I gasped.

" What happened to you?" I said, concerned. I got up from the bed and walked towards him, wanting to help anyway I could. The wound, was covered, but the blood was pouring out rather fast, he needed medical attention.

" It was nothing princess. Just had a little visit with an old uh friend." He said, slightly out of breath. This was definitely painful, but he refused to show it. And that wasn't a good sign.

But as I tried to get a closer look at the wound, I was pulled into his tight embrace, my arms pinned to my sides by his. The Joker was looking down at me, a similar animalistic gleam in his eyes, and he didn't say a word. Instead, he leaned down, pressing his lips to mine, unnaturally softly. Much different then his usual rough way of handling me.

His hands slid up my arms, and found there way to the sides of my face, pulling my closer. And I moved my arms to around his neck. Wrapping them around his neck, and letting my hands settle themselves into his curly green hair. And, they felt right there.

The kiss got more intense, our lips parting, and his tongue entering my mouth. Both our tongues worked together magically, and I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips.

He smiled into the kiss and picked me up, so I had my legs wrapped around him, and he brought us over to the bed.

As we made it to the bed, he placed me down gently and pushed me towards the middle.

Our lips never left each others, as he placed himself on top of me, moving his hands all over my body. My hands made there way to his chest as I began to unbutton his vest, and once that was off, I threw it on the floor, where it landed almost inaudibly. And as he began pulling off my shirt, a chill ran through me. A chill that was trying to tell me something. But I didn't listen, I couldn't, not when everything I wanted at the moment was in arms reach.

My shirt was off in seconds and our lips met each other once again. But soon, his lips left mine and began traveling downward. He began kissing me cheek, then my neck, then my chest, and all the was down to my stomach. And it felt so good. He got closer and closer to the waist of my skirt, and I had been working on the buttons of his shirt.

The Joker had begun tugging at the hem of my skirt, as I fully unbuttoned his shirt, getting a good look at the nasty cut etched into his stomach, along with a numerous amount of other scars and bruises. But at the moment, I was stuck staring at the newest bleeding gash on his stomach, which still hadn't stopped gushing blood.

The blood began to fall onto my stomach, and I pushed him off, moving into a sitting position, and the Joker looked angered by my resistance.

" Mister J, What happened to you?"

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