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Disclaimer: Now if i Owned Batman, would i be writing here? I think not.

Well I guess that it's typical
To cling to memories you'll never get back again
And to sort through old photographs
Of a summer long ago
Or a friend that you used to know

The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good, and twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad, and no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something, and there's only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomach ache. And maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.

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" You want me, now you've got me."

That Devilish smirk widens.

The Joker strolled forward, hiding the detonator within his jacket and pulling out his signature switchblade, twirling it within his fingers. I curled my hand into a fist at my side, my knuckles screaming in protest, but at that moment, I didn't even notice.

" I see you've made it-ah." He drawled, circling me predatorily, but my eyes stayed focused on the women across from me, her eyes dancing with a fire I had seen so many times in the Joker's eyes. It made me sick.

" You know me, can't stay away from a party." I shot back sarcastically, surprised at how calm I had become. As if the hurt and pain he put me through didn't mean a thing anymore.

He chuckled at my response and stopped a few feet in front of me, his head cocked to the side and his tongue dancing along his bottom lip. And the way the moonlight shone down on him made me weak at the knees, but I had to be strong. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he broke me down, even if it was too late for me to turn back now.

He bounced toward me menacingly, his blade still held securely in his hands, as he trailed his free hand up my arm to the back of my neck. He as inches from me now, his grip rough and his face staring down at me cruelly. But all I could do was stare right back.

" Your not afraid." He stated, and it wasn't a question. He knew me all to well. Of course I wasn't afraid, though right now I knew I should be. If he was to hurt me, I knew I had, had it coming. And dying would be nothing compared to the hurt and pain I felt now. But the way he said it, his voice had gotten softer, the same way he used to talk to me before..

His eyes squinted slightly as he chewed at his scars before pulling me roughly towards the center of the square, turning me to face the crowd of spectators.

The Joker cleared his throat before tossing me onto the ground roughly, and as I tried to get up, she held me down.

The Joker sauntered around the square, and evil smirk on his lips before turning to the crowd of onlookers. He was playing with the detonator within his hands but placed it back into his pocket as he began.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! You've read about it in the papers! Now witness, before your very eyes, that most rare and tragic of nature's mistakes-ah! I give you: the average woman." He started, opening his arms widely as he looked over his shoulder at me. The crowd went deathly silent.

"Physically unremarkable-ah, it instead possesses a deformed set of values. Notice the uh hideously bloated sense of humanity's im-por-tance. Also note the club-footed social conscience and the withered optimism." He was giggling madly as he walked but over to me, looking down at me with a macabre gleam in his otherwise lifeless eyes.

"It's certainly not for the squeamish, is it-ah? Most repulsive of all, are its frail and useless notions of order and sanity. If uh too much weight is placed upon them…" The Joker bent down, playing with a piece of my hair before stomping down with all the strength he could muster.

".. they snap." a loud crack echoed throughout the square along with a horrified scream. My hand was instantly broken.

" How does it live, I hear you ask? How does this poor pathetic specimen survive in today's harsh and irrational environment? I'm afraid the uh sad answer is, 'Not very well'," He made his way back toward the crowd who quickly backed up as well, but that didn't stop him from finishing what he started.

" Faced with the inescapable fact that human existence is mad, random, and pointless, one in eight of them crack up and go stark slavering buggo! Who can uh blame them? In a world as psychotic as this... any other response would be crazy!"

He threw his arms up in a show, and began laughing hysterically. Behind me, the girl was laughing as well, but it seemed more sadistic, more evil than the Joker's amused tone.

And just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, who decides to show up.

Batman flew down stealthily, landing quietly behind the Joker. But before he could make his move, Joker spun around, his eyes twinkling in delight.

" I see you received the uh invitation I sent you. I'm glad. I did so want you to be here." He giggled preparing for a fight, and I couldn't help but clamp my eyes shut, not wanting to see either of them get hurt.

" This is it, Joker. I hope you enjoyed your last night out of Arkham." Bruce said gruffly, and the Joker only laughed louder.

" Oh batsy. This isn't my last night! But uh when that night comes-ah, I'm sure I'll have a ball." He snickered, ducking away from Bruce's first punch.

Soon, the fight got more violent, both making contact with the other. Few other words were exchanged, but I knew this wouldn't be there last dance. It would never end. And out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the police began to make their move, and I wasn't the only one.

Suddenly, I was pulled into an upright position, and a loud shot rang through my ears. Everything seemed to stop. Batman and Joker stopped fighting, Commissioner Gordon stopped dead in his tracks, even the onlookers dared not to breath. All eyes were on me, or more, the woman behind me.

" Bored now" She said sighing before pointing that dun out into the crowd. One shot was all it took and everything went into chaos.

Some police tried moving into the crowd, calming everyone down while others went to the men and women strapped with bombs. Bruce was momentarily stunned, you could see it in his eyes, and in that moment, Joker punched him hard across the face, and he fell to the ground.

" NO!" I screamed, trying to pry myself loose from her grasp but she just laughed as the Joker appeared in front of us. Wordlessly, she handed me over to the Joker who grabbed onto my waist tightly and towed me down and away from the police filled square. After a few twists and turns, we found ourselves at the van and the Joker pushed me roughly inside as he climbed in next.

His arms still gripped my waist tightly and his fingers trailed over my thighs, I squirmed in disgust.

" Lighten up Annabelle. You uh didn't seem to have a problem with this the other night-ah." He whispered into my ear, and that was it. Using all the strength I had in me, I pushed the Joker off me as I ran to the door and yanked it open. Everything was a dark blur as I stared outside, but that second was all it took.

A pair of arms encircled me from behind and threw me onto the floor of the back, and I landed on the arm I had broken. Another shot of pain ran through me and silent tears streamed down my face.

The door slammed shut loudly and the Joker's glare was enough to scare anyone into an early grave. The Joker made to say something, but the van quickly swerved right before stopping suddenly. His gaze turned to the front.

The mystery girl, whose name I made a mental note of finding out, disappeared from the car for a few seconds, but in those seconds, the Joker took it upon himself to go out and get her back. And it amazed me how drawn he felt to her. as If he couldn't leave her alone for one second. I guess that's what the Joker is like when in love. More tears fell, but for a completely different reason.

The Joker gave one last look over his shoulder as he opened the door. Stepping out, he turned his head to the left, but before he could look in the other direction, a large bang erupted and the Joker fell to the ground. Surprised, I crawled over to the door. And standing there, a shovel in hand, was the mystery women, her eyes filled once again with an emptiness I couldn't understand.

Her gaze shifted to mine immediately as she dropped the shovel onto the ground, and before I could react, she held out her hand for me to take. I was a little cautious until a small smile made it was onto her lips. I hesitantly took her hand.

Stepping out onto the cool ground, I let out a sigh of relief, and looked out across the river to the lit city. Everything looked so peaceful, and for one second, I was somewhere else. I was by myself, on a sandy river bed watching the city twinkle in the night like a star. I wasn't faced with the harsh dilemma's of my life. I was free.

But as always, I knew fantasizing would get me nowhere and instead, I looked toward the girl who was now staring at me. She silently held out her hand again for me to shake, and that I did.

" I'm Shannon Summers." She said quietly, and I nodded, removing my hand from hers. Only then, she grabbed me tightly, pulling me into a embrace. I hugged her back not fully sure of what was happening until a sharp prick entered my back. It started out dull, but the sensation spread throughout my body. I suddenly couldn't move, my body essentially frozen. And she was smiling down at me, hatred filling her empty eyes.

She let me go, and I fell to the ground beside the Joker, hoping he'd wake up, hoping that he's save me. But now I knew I had no hope. There was nothing anyone could do to save me now.

I heard her humming as she dragged me over to a tree, leaning me against it. And she did the same with the Joker only tying him to it. It seemed I could move my eyes, but nothing else.

Once finishing, she leaned against the van, her gaze falling on to me. She was quiet as she stared, but not long after, she spoke.

" I bet your kinda wondering what's going on huh?" She inquired, her voice suddenly much different than I had ever heard before. It was high pitched, and sweet, almost like a teenager's voice.

She continued, seemingly oblivious to t fact I couldn't speak.

" Well for starters, everything I told you in your apartment was true. I want the Joker gone, and seeing as no one here is capable of getting the job done, I guess its up to me. The only thing I failed to mention, was that in order for me to kill him, I have to take the one thing he has away from him. And that one thing is you babe."

I stared at her in disbelief, thought swarming my already clouded mind. What would killing me do to him? I obviously meant nothing to him if he was so willing to throw me away.

" I know what you're probably thinking. But believe it or not, he loves ya. You see, I've been watching you two for a while. And the way he looks at you, it's the way he used to look at me. He loves you more than he lets on, because he's afraid. And isn't just the sweetest revenge to take that away from him?!" She squealed, turning her gaze to the star filled sky above us. There was a long silence for a while before we heard a rustling at our side.

I did my best to look over, but couldn't see much. It wasn't until I heard his voice that I knew the Joker had awoken.

" Ow, ugh. A shovel. Really Shannon, a shovel? Couldn't you uh be a little more creative?" He asked, and I heard her laugh.

" Hey, I was improvising." She shrugged and walked over to him. I heard him struggling to get loose, but he got nowhere. He growled in frustration.

" You don't like not being in control, do ya babe?" She teased, watching him, before walking towards me. She bent down and picked me up, throwing me into the back of the van. I had no clue what was going on, but I knew it wasn't good. And as she shut the doors, my life, as I knew it, ended.

There were yells coming from outside, but they were muffled by the steel of the car. And I only wished I could see Bruce one last time. I wish I could tell him I loved him, I wished I could say anything for that matter. My immobility scared me too, more than knowing I was about to die. It meant that I couldn't even try. I couldn't even make an attempt at saving my life, because that was taken away from me.

The yelling stopping abruptly, and a high pitched laugh pierced my ears. That was when I felt the van began to move, slowly at first, but gaining speed as it slid down the hill into the foreboding waters.

The sound the van made as it smashed into the river was deafening, like the music at the climax of a movie before everything goes silent, and everything did go silent at that moment.

It wasn't an everyday silence, where everyone stops talking and the room is filled with a peacefulness. This was a silence far worse. Like a silent movie, where there no noise at all. Not machines making noise, not birds or insects or any other animals. It was as if everything stopped inside that van. Everything except its decent into the murky waters.

And all I could do was sit and wait as the time ticked away.

Time takes pleasure in kicking our asses. For even the strongest of us it seems to play tricks. Slowing down... hovering until it freezes. Leaving us stuck in a moment- unable to move in one direction or the other.

And waiting was the worst.

As the van slowly submerged into the black abyss, my tears fell from my eyes, and as they fell down my chin, my hand twitched. It ws small, barely noticeable, but twitch it did. And again, it did the same.

I watched as my fingers began to move, slowly, but move nontheless, and soon, my other hand followed. My toes were next and then my feet themselves. But I still felt as though a weight were being placed on my chest, holding me down to the cold metal floor.

The water had risen, engulfing the car in its blackness, and was now creeping up my waist. My body still partially paralyzed, I did my best to crawl onto one of the seats, giving me a few extra minutes as the rest of my body thawed out. But as those minutes ticked by, and the rest of my body still lifeless, all that hope I had conjured up, quickly faded away.

The water was at my chin now, and rising faster than ever. A few breaths later it reached my mouth, and within seconds, my nose was covered as well. This was it, this was the end, and the only person I wanted by my side was the man who had doomed me to his fate.

My lungs burned for air, and my mind clouded over. And soon, I submitted to the darkness around me.

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Did you say it? 'I love you. I don't ever want to live without you. You changed my life.' Did you say it? Make a plan. Set a goal. Work toward it, but every now and then, look around; Drink it in 'cause this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow.

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TheJoker'sGotMyHeart