Authors Note

Yeah I'm sorry if my story is too short or not interesting but I promise you it will get there. Reviews are gladly appreciated. And I mean any kind. I'm such a joke when it comes to really writing :U Haha sorry for it being a kind of short chapter. I didn't realize how three pages can turn into like two paragraphs. And no I don't plan on making the joker some coward or anything. No changing the character for me :U

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"She awake yet?"

"How should I know?! Boss says we're supposed to guard her till he's done at the bank." Slowly Jessi woke up to find herself in a very different room. It was covered with old graffiti and what looked suspiciously like blood, and besides the small bed she was sitting on there was nothing else in the room.

"Oh look she's awake." said a man in an old clown mask. They sat up from the rickety seats placed near the door. She realized that they had gotten rid of her handcuffs when she was passed out and quickly sat up.

"Easy now, we don't want the boss getting all pissy if you manage to escape." the other clown said shuffling closer to her and pulling out a small gun. She glared deeply at him and sat down. There way no way she was going to make the Joker angry again. As she thought back to the incident, a flash of Will came through her mind. She hadn't been able to make sure that he was okay and her head started to pound. She hadn't seen the Joker do anything to him but the though of him not being okay scared her. As she thought about Will the door busted and the Joker waltzed in like he had won the lottery.

"We've struck gold boys." He said with the same Cheshire smile like before. He pulled out a small rifle and showed it to the two henchmen like a show-and-tell presentation. Then, without giving them time to think, he shot them both in the chest, smirking slightly as they fell to the floor. Jessi's body felt like dry ice had been poured in her veins as an increasing puddle of blood appeared. Her heart dropped as he walked over to her, the gun still in his hands.

"Oops, I'm sorry I was supposed to wait wasn't I?" he said half to himself half to her,

"Oh well, ,lucky for you I'm not going to..hurt you, but I'm not always going to show this kind of..compassion." he said chuckling to himself. She looked up at him hatred boiling inside like hot lava, how could one man be so cruel? So heartless? But underneath all of the madness and chaos, Jessi saw something. She didn't know if it was real or not but it looked like underneath was a human.

"Well my little hostage, I'm off to brighten the streets of Gotham," he laughed, "try not to wait up for me." and with that he was gone.