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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from DC universe.

I do own Jinx/ Ava McKinley though. She is my own creation.

Chapter 6

My eyes slowly opened from a peaceful nights sleep. Suddenly I saw a figure hovering over me, the figure slowly reached out and began to peel my mask off which had someone managed to stay on through the night.

"What the fuck?!?" I screamed.

I jumped up from shock and fell of the mattress with a bump!, The Jokers maniac laughter could be heard from above me. I looked up,glaring at him sleepily. I rearranged my mask and slowly stumbled up rubbing my tired eyes.

"Ever heard of knocking?" I snapped.

"Someone clearly isn't a morning person" He teased smirking at my cold glared.

"No, I just don't like waking up and seeing a psychotic clown standing over me" I hissed

"Well maybe id finds it quite flattering..." He said with a hinting smirk.

"We will never know....Anyway do you have a bathroom in this place, I need a shower bad" I asked changing the subject, a light blush forming over my filthy cheeks.

My face and hair probably looked a terrible sight, no doubt my face was mixed with blood, dirt and a makeup residue and my hair probably stuck up from every angle.

The Joker nodded and motioned for me to follow him; he led me to a room and opened the door revealing a large purple bathroom, with a shower, bath, toilet and a sink. Everything was painted purple and looked clean, "wow" I mouthed.

"One more thing, I need more make-up" I requested.

"In the cabinet" He said before leaving me to shower. I entered the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I turned on the shower and threw my clothes and mask aside before stepping into the steamy shower. The water felt nice on my skin as I washed away the blood stains and wiped off my make-up. Watching in mild fascination as the blood mixed with the dirt and water, flowing down the drain, a giggle escaped my lips.

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After washing my hair and body, I grabbed the towel that was next to the shower and wrapped it around myself after stepping out. It felt good to be clean again. I pulled on my dress, shoes, picked up my mask and walked over to the sink with the cabinet and mirror above it. I stared at myself in the mirror "a normal life could be fun, just a quite, calm life, maybe with Bruce?" I asked myself.

Shaking my head, I opened the cabinet and pulled out some black and white face make-up. " Probably what he uses" I thought with a laugh, as I imagined that Joker applying Mac lipstick. I covered my face in the white make-up then put a little black makeup around my eyes. Then you applied a thin line of black make-up across my lips and made it into a smile, then I painted on the stitch lines and placed my mask over my freshly painted face. "This is who I am; it's too late to turn back now. Ava McKinley is slowly fading away into a memory and Jinx is taking over, I'm happy like this....aren't?" I thought.

To someone looking on, my reflection would shown Jinx, the crazy serial killer and criminal but to me... I don't know what I see... What I saw was half of myself as Jinx and half of myself as Ava… "Who am I?" I thought tears welling up in my sapphire orbs.

There was a loud banging on the door and Harley shouted "Hurry up; some people would also like a shower!!"

I sighed and took one last look at myself muttering unintelligible insults.

Suddenly my reflection spoke to me for the first time in a while.

It said " Kill her... you know you want too."

"No shut up!" I shouted at, well… myself.

"Don't tell me to shut up! Hurry up!!" Harley shouted stilling banging on the door.

"Do it… she's only getting in the way... and that Joker guy, kill him too...kill them all!" Jinx told me.

"No! Why are you here?!? I thought I locked you away in my mind forever, you can't get out! You can't!! Get out of my head!!" I screamed.

It was plain to me, I guess. I was a schizophrenic with a split personality called Jinx except when she took over me, I was aware but unable to stop my or more her actions. This what the doctors told me anyway.

Were all a little crazy though, right?

"Who are you talking to?" Harley shouted from behind the door.

I let out a terrified scream and drew my fist back, brining it swiftly down as hard as I could on the mirror.

The mirror smashed into millions of tiny pieces and scattered across the bathroom floor, Harley tried to open the door but couldn't, panicking she cried "Mister J, something's wrong!"

I heard her run off to find him. I pulled the cabinet off the wall and threw it at other mirror across the room. Willing it all to stop. But it didn't.

I stared in horror as the tiny pieces of mirror continued to speak to me.

"Come on Ava, let me out! Remember what fun we had last time?"

"No no, you killed my brother! I didn't want to but you made me!" I screamed at the little shards of broken glass.

The broken reflections laughed at me, the hollow laugh rang out throughout the entire bathroom, it chanted "You did it! You did it!"

"NO!" I cried, tears were now pouring down from my eyes.

I scrambled into the corner of the room as far away as possible from the glass, I huddled up and clutched my head, screaming "Stay out of my head!"

The door burst open and in ran The Joker, Harley and two of his henchmen "what the hell?" He yelled looking around at the chaotic scene.

His eyes landed on me huddled in the corner screaming and crying.

"what happened?" He demanded.

I pointed at the glass, The Joker looked at the broken bits of mirror.

" It's broken, I can't see that, but what happened?" He yelled storming up to me.

I shook my head franticly, tears still streaming down my face. He grabbed my arm tightly, so tight it hurt and roughly pulled me up. "Well?" He spat.

"She's back" I whispered.

"Who's back?" He shouted.

I suddenly flung my arms around The Joker and clung onto him, unable to stop the tears from coming. Although I couldn't see his expression, it was that of confusion and something else, something that made him wrap his arms around me and hold on tightly, half enjoying my tears and suffering and half wishing it would stop. Anger burned inside him but he didn't let go, for some unknown reason... Part of him, didn't want to.