Chapter 7

A/N: A few people have pointed out that the Joker seems out of character. In my opinion, I think the Joker thrives off the chaos that he ensues, but when he's not causing mass panic, he's still a man underneath and he's a little...distracted in Arkham. So, if I decide to make them escape from Arkham by the end of the story, maybe he'll go back to his old ways, I just haven't decided what to do yet, I'll choose when the time comes. So, there's my explanation on my portrayal of the Joker.

Enjoy (:

"Raven, why do you think they put you in here? Why did they not simply put you into Blackgate penitentiary?" The doctor whose group I was in, in therapy, asked me.

"As far as I know, Commissioner Gordon told me that he didn't feel it was safe for me to be in that kind of environment." Everyone turned to me with an incredulous look, I elaborated. "He thought that since all the child molesters and rapists go in there, that I'd be safer here, and he told me he wanted me to get rehabilitated and fix my life. He was nice, but he just didn't understand where I've come from in my life. I actually kind of feel bad for the guy."

"How so?" Why does everyone always pester me.

"He's just a little oblivious to everyone around him. He always wants the best without thinking of what they're coming out of. Sometimes people just want a little revenge and just want to do what they want. Not to mention his police department is kind of failing."

"And how do you feel about the Batman?"

"I think the Batman's just a sad little kid trying to take the high road and pretend like he doesn't want revenge for his parents' murder.

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"I think the Joker's up to something." A demonic-like voice said

"Why do you say that?" Gordon asked, surprised this supposedly nocturnal creature was out in the middle of the day.

"He's been in Arkham for almost six months and hasn't tried to escape. I can only think he's planning something catastrophic."

"I've been getting reports from Arkham saying that he's quite stable, and surprisingly enough, very mellow. But, it would only make sense for him. Would you feel better if we took a visit?"

"It wouldn't hurt to check."

The ride over to Arkham was an awkward one. It's not everyday you have an over sized bat in the back of your car to remain inconspicuous. To anyone else, it might have been quite the laughing matter.

"Commissioner and Batman, to what do we owe the honor?" a friendly nurse at the front desk asked brightly.

"Just coming to check on the Joker."

"M ward is heading to the lunchroom, you can tell an officer, and observe from the one sided window just outside the room."

They watched as the Joker walked into the lunch room in a big group of local psychopaths that Gordon personally recognized. One thing he definitely didn't expect to see was Raven, the girl he caught four weeks prior, walking through the lunch line, talking to the Joker as if he were the most normal human being on the planet. He thought he even saw the hint of a real smile cross the Joker's features. The harshness of the scars were a little shocking to Gordon but, he could tell that Raven couldn't care less. He watched as the Joker took a seat at an empty table at the back of the room, and half expected Raven to turn around and sit with someone else, but she instead sat across from him, and continued their animated conversation, as the Joker sat and watched her ramble on with a smirk.

"There's Edward Nigma, known as the Riddler, approaching their table. I don't think that can be good." Batman stated from behind Gordon. Batman could hear some of the conversations being shared by inmates and tried to focus in on this Raven and the Joker, being approached by the Riddler.

"Raven, I should apologize for my actions yesterday." Edward stated, sitting next to Raven. Gordon could tell he was working hard to remain calm, what kind of meds did they keep these people on?

"Thank you Edward but, you've really done quite enough."

"Listen, if you'll just let me expla-"

"I believe the lady said you've done enough. Now if you don't mind, uh, riddle boy, we're trying to eat lunch." The Joker said, standing from his own place at the table.

"Listen you, this has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, dear boy, if you don't recall, the whole fight started because of me."

"Look. I'm not gonna get the rulers out so you can compare penises, your manliness isn't at stake. Edward, you've done enough, and I don't want to talk to you. Can you just let me eat my lunch now?"

"You'll come to regret this. Believe me, it will happen."

"We're shaking in our boots." The Joker deadpanned.

"Someone should get Edward into solitary confinement. He could be in potential danger for threatening the Joker." Batman pointed out. Gordon nodded and let a guard know to take Edward into solitary after lunch. They watched the interactions between the two at the table as they continued their conversation as if nothing were wrong.

"It's strange. The only time I've seem him act this...quiet is when he's blowing something up or torturing someone. It seems he's content being in Arkham, but we'll have to see. Maybe we could see how he reacts if we take Raven out of here. She's not as crazy as everyone here, but Blackgate was not a safe environment for her." Gordon explained. Batman nodded and they left soon after; seeing how nothing interesting was going on as people have come to expect.

A/N: So, here's the short little chapter I wrote up while my computer decided to work! Sorry if it's crappy, I just needed to put one out. lol

Anyway, thanks for everyone's support, and I hope you all haven't given up on me!

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