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Chapter 3:
"Don't be afraid of the itty-bitty camera, Miss. Dawes." The Joker chuckles through his forever-plastered grin as he pushes the little red button on the camera to switch it to video. Rachel's eyes suddenly cross and she screams, "I'd rather die, then let you touch me!"
The Joker's laugh gets even louder at Rachel's attempt at to make a threat. He licks his lips and breaks his laugh with "Well that can be arranged, beautiful. But what would Batman do without his little bunny? And uh" he stops, takes a step closer to Rachel and runs one of his gloved fingers down her face while continuing, "…what would Mr. J do without his little play-thing?"
He bends down to her level while saying "Well, I think I'd get rather bored…and then I'll have to go blow up hospitals and television networks to relieve my boredom. And you wouldn't want that be your fault…" The Joker licks his lips and brings his lips closer to her ear while saying slowly "now, would you, pumpkin?"
Rachel shudders at this thought while the Joker moves his head to be right in front of hers. He puts the camera right in front of her face and before he pushes 'power' he whispers through his yellow teeth "Why so serious, beautiful? This is your big break! Your 15 minutes of fame, if you will. Now, won't you show me that beautiful smile of yours?"
Rachel shakes her head away from the camera while shouting angrily "You are going to have to kill me! I know you will sooner or later!" The Joker bites his lip hard and then asks sarcastically "Why does everybody think I want to kill them?" He stops, pushes the power button and starts recording while speaking "Beau-ti-ful day, isn't it Gotham City? Isn't it, munchkin?"
Rachel stares at the camera dumbfounded and she starts to feel helpless. She tries to untie the rope around her wrists as the Joker says from behind the camera "Come on, Miss Antsy Pants. Tell us your name." Rachel shakes her head violently and the Joker chuckles while saying, "Stop doing that. Show everyone your beautiful face."
The Joker grinds his teeth together hard and then shouts "Stop it" with a deep voice Rachel has never heard before. She suddenly stops terrified as the Joker giggles out "Good. Now, tell us your name, beautiful." Rachel sighs and mutters softly "Rachel Dawes."
The Joker licks his lips and then turns the camera towards his face while saying, "Well, Bat-boy, she lives. And if you want her to continue to live you better take off your little mask by the end of today or…" he stops and points the camera towards Rachel's thigh and the Joker squeezes it while he says "…your little pet and I are going to have ourselves some fun."
Tears start to form in Rachel's eyes as he runs his hand down her leg. She moves her legs as much as she can to get away from his grasp, but he is just too strong. The Joker shakes his head while saying "You have until midnight to save your damsel in distress. Or else…. well, I don't have to give you a sex-ed class." And then his famous high-pitched laugher starts and ends when he pushes the off button.
The Joker bites his lip and stores the camera back into his jacket pocket. He licks his bottom lip and then says casually "Well, thank you beautiful. I'm sure this will have Bat-boy just going ber-serk!" He takes a step towards Rachel while saying "You did a wonderful job, Princess. I know it must have hard for you to pretend your not enjoying my company."
Rachel stares at him for a second wondering if he meant that sarcastically or not. She shakes off the thought while the Joker starts calling his clowns. The room shakes as two men open the door and one of them ask, "What is it boss?"
The Joker takes out the camera from his jacket pocket and says quickly "Take this video to be processed…" he passes the camera to one of the clowns. They glance over at Rachel who is now trying for the hundredth time to get rid of the ropes around her wrists. The clowns chuckle and as they go to leave the Joker shouts "Oh, boy-zz…make sure to leave in all the racy parts. I want bat-boy to think she's my little chipmunk now."
Rachel scoffs at the last statement and the Joker turns his head to look at her. "Yea, think is the key word there!" The Joker smirks at this comment and he removes his jacket and throws in onto the floor roughly. He licks his lips, walks up to her and pulls her up onto her feet while saying "You know… I never really liked these walls."
He then grabs her by the arms and pushes her right into the wall behind her. Rachel gasps at the pain her back has just received. The Joker quickly takes out his knife from his pants pocket and places it against her right cheek. His mouth by her left ear, he swallows and then says, "I think these walls could use a little color, hmm? Maybe…blood red. Don't you agree?"
Rachel shakes her head trying to get away from him but as she does so he takes his hand and grazes her hair with it while saying, "What's the matter, honey? Clown got your tongue? Or would you like him to?" He laughs for a few seconds as Rachel says angrily "I would never!"
She then uses her leg to kick him in his stomach, and she smiles from the relief of his knife being no longer at her cheek. She watches as the Joker chuckles his pain away and then stands up straight while saying "Your still feisty, beautiful. You know how much I like that."
Rachel bites her lip and then shouts "You've made your stupid pathetic video to declare me to Gotham! Now, what the hell do you want from me?" Rachel sighs after she finishes her statement. She has had enough! What did this soulless clown want from her? Well, what ever it was. She was never going to give it to him. Never, ever. Never.
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"Master Wayne?" Alfred's hair moves slightly back and forth in the warm afternoon breeze. Alfred doesn't know whether to smile or cry after the news report he had just recently seen. It was now 3 pm, and the sun shined on the Wayne Suite Balcony like it never did before.
Bruce Wayne sat on a lounge chair holding his Batman mask. The city had been pretty much safe for the last two weeks. He imagined it was because Batman had not helped the police at all. Bruce's dark eyes peer into Alfred's as he asks, "Is this important?"
Alfred nods and responds "Yes, Master Wayne. Very." He turns his back to the billionaire and walks inside the apartment while saying, "Brace yourself, sir. This is quite…shocking." Bruce chuckles to himself, gets up off his chair and walks into his suite while asking "What? Is there another ceremony about Dent that I don't know about?"
Alfred shakes his head, turns on the television to channel six and whispers, "They have been playing it all afternoon." Bruce's eyebrows knot as Alfred watches the television intently. To be honest, nothing really interests Bruce anymore. After Rachel and Harvey died, the Joker had been taken to jail and so nothing was left for him. No one, important, anyway, other than Alfred and Lusious, of course. In his mind, his life was considered meaningless.
Bruce unexpectedly hears a familiar voice coming from the television set and his eyes glue to the screen. It says "Beau-ti-ful day, isn't it Gotham City? Isn't it, munchkin?" Bruce's mouth drops wide open and he says, "That girl looks a lot like Rachel, doesn't she, Alfred?"
Alfred nods and then whispers "Watch the television, sir". Bruce's eyes go back to the television set as the Joker says while laughing" "Good. Now, tell us your name, beautiful." Bruce's eyes go wide as the girl mutters softly "Rachel Dawes." Bruce's lips turn into a smile as he screams happily "Alfred! She's alive! Rachel….wait…" he watches the television set again and the Joker rubs his hand on Rachel's thigh.
Bruce bites his lip and continues angrily "She's alive! And she's with him! When did he…?"But Alfred hushes him and points to the television and Bruce watches "You have until midnight to save your damsel in distress. Or else…. well, I don't have to give you a sex-ed class." And then his famous high-pitched laugher starts and Bruce closes the TV shut.
His eyebrows knit and he takes in a few breaths. Alfred whispers softly "He escaped last night. I wanted to tell you, but I…." Bruce stomps his foot and screams bitterly "But you didn't! I could have stopped him and saved Rachel…. Rachel. She's alive?" Alfred sighs and replies "Apparently, sir. But if I may interfere, how would you have saved her if you didn't know that she still lives?"
Bruce shakes his head, bites his lip and asks, "Did I miss anything in the video? It doesn't seem to make sense…" Alfred once again nods and interrupts "Yes, well, he wants you to take off your mask, by the end of tonight, or…. Well, you know the rest, Master Wayne". Bruce takes a few steps towards the wall and punches it angrily.
Alfred watches bewildered for he has never acted in such an aggressive way before. Bruce abruptly screams, "Why does it have to be Rachel? Alfred…How? How…. how did she get out alive?" Alfred shrugs his shoulders and whispers, "I don't know, sir. But I think we should focus on the future. On how we can get her out alive this time."
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