Okay, this is the first chapter to my newest book. This is the first book I am posting. I decided to post something about Arkham City since it is the best game in the world in my opinion. This story contains MANY Spoilers to Arkham City. So if you haven't played the game, or you don't want to hear spoilers, Just press the beack button on this and come back after you play the game. But it's all up to you, if you don't mind spoilers to the game, then continued reading.
This is the official start of Sidesie's story.

*16 years later*

Being head of Daddy J's security is so fun! All the guards have to do what I say, and if they don't, I get to have some fun killing them. Every time I think of a new way to kill someone, Mommy Quinn lets me kill another person in my favourite way. Every inmate, prisoner, bozo and gang member fear me, and does not want to get in my way.
This was what I was doing right now; I was on my way near the courthouse where I was making sure that none of the idiots that work for Daddy J were doing their job.

It was night time in Arkham city, like all of the other nights, it was snowing lightly, cloudy and the sound of screams and gunshots were all around. I had my long chain my hand, and my gun in my black waist belt. This was going to be a fun day for me, the inmates there, didn't know I was in charge of them. The routine was going to be simple, and part of that routine was going to make me angry, but that was the whole fun of it.
I leapt from one building to another using my gymnastic skills. I placed myself on a building above the alleyway Daddy J's workers were. I gracefully climbed down from the building dropping down from window to window of the building and finally landed onto a shut dumpster.

"Hello boys!" I said in a cheeky voice. "I just came to see if you were doing what you were supposed to do. Because if you weren't I would have to kill you." I laughed.

The routine kicked in. They all had either a evil grin or an evil growl on their faces.
"No teenager girl is going to tell me what to do!" One growled

"Let's kill her!" Shouted one.

"Right after we have some fun with her!" Another one laughed.

That was the part that I hated. Whenever a girl was seen in Arkham City, the first thought in many guys mind was 'fun'. I growled under my breath and jumped down from the dumpster.

"I'm sure if you did any of those things, Daddy J would be very angry, and Mommy Quinn would be very upset. Can you imagine The Joker and Harley Quinn angry?" I laughed and batted my eyelids in an innocently way.

"The-the Joker?" One of them stuttered.

"Did I mention? I am the Joker's daughter, and head of security. Meaning I can tell you all what to do." All of the inmates stared at me in astonishment. They really regretted what they said. I approached the one who was in front of all of them, the one who shouted out the suggestion that they have fun with me. I growled as I flung the chain I had in my hand towards him, wrapping it around his neck.

He chocked as he clutched the chain trying to pry it off. I yanked him to the ground into front of me. All of the other inmates around me backed away from me terrified that I had this sort of strength. I bent down in front of him so I was his height and in his face.

"And if I hear one of comment like that, you won't have a chance to live." I stood up and pulled out my gun from his belt. I was laughing as I shot the inmate in the back of the head. His screams were his last words before he fell to the floor and feel still.
I blew away the smoke coming out from the end of the barrel and placed it back in my belt.

Well that was fun.

All of the inmates around me were shouting that I was crazy and insane.

"What do you expect? Of course I'm crazy!" I laughed again. "Now keep inline and I won't have to kill you!" I shouted at them. I turned around and climbed onto the dumpster. I then pounced my way back up onto the building. I took one more look back down at the inmates who were all scrambling around the inmate I killed.

I chuckled to myself as I turned around and walked across the rooftop. I took out my phone; I was going to call my friend Hector Stark to talk to him about my recent kill.

This was our thing, we would call each other every time we killed someone. I took my phone out of my jean pocket and was ready to dial the number, but I felt someone snatch something from my waist belt. I reacted by planting my hand on the stop where my gun was suppose to be, but it was gone. I felt someone elbowed me harshly in the back, sending me to the ground.

I gasped as I was falling, but I recovered quickly as I tumbled to a crouch facing the person holding my gun. It was one of Two-Face's henchmen. He was holding my gun pointing it right at me. Chuckling to himself as he readied to pull the trigger.

I was going to die now, I slightly smiled. If I was going to go out, its best to go out like a maniac, to laugh at my last minute of life. I then thought of one of Daddy J's best jokes, my favourite by far was when he shot ropes around some of his workers and pulled them into the air. Daddy J, Mommy Quinn and I just stood there laughing at the struggling bozos! It was a good memory.

"Say goodbye Princess!" He said.
My smile got bigger as I was about laugh at my own death, if I was going to die, I was going to die laughing, but I paused myself, as I heard the henchman a loud grunt and clutch his back. He fell to his knees, meaning that he was dying, and soon fell to the floor.

The henchman had a big bloody gouge in his back, and standing behind him was a prison inmate, dressed in the orange jumpsuit with sleaves ripped and open in the style of a vest, exposing his bare chest. He was holding a rusty knife covered with blood in his hand. He walked over to the dead body and picked up my gun. I was worried at first thinking he was going to turn on me. But instead he threw the gun back to me.

"Hey, are you alright? I'm Lukess Dire by the way."