{A/N: Here's the next chapter, Mr. J just won't leave Jessie alone; but hope you enjoy :D *}

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`I walked down the stairs, making sure I landed on each step softly, no creaking was heard at all and I hopped off then as I was only about three steps away from the marble floor. My feet shuffled to the left and I entered the living room, there was Noelle with her little camera and when she turned around she nearly jumped in place, shivering she tried her best to smile. Maybe she was like nervous or something, but I didn't really care on how SHE felt.

"You look very nice in your costume." Noelle nodded to the outfit I wore then took a few steps forward, towards me "My husband Jeremiah, had to go to work tonight so I guess I'll have to take the pictures." She held up the blue camera, probably bought it from Target or something.

I bit the side of my lip but then sighed, rolling my eyes and flipping my hair back before putting a hand on my hip "I'm ready." And I smiled and she held the camera up, one finger over the silver button and then pressed down on it, the flash showed and made me see spots for a few moments. For some reason I wanted to lay back down in bed and not wake up but I turned around and grabbed my little paper bag carrier, Noelle quickly scampered over to me then, I sighed and looked at her. Her lips trembled with the smile that tried its best to hold in place, but she wasn't that perfect.

"You're not coming." I told her but she smiled at me, that comment could be taken the wrong way but hey, whatever.

"Gordon's going to be watching you, okay? I don't want you out past nine, okay?"

"It's gonna be nine in thirty minutes!" I protested, looking at the clock then back at her

"Ten then. Till Ten." She told me, nearly reaching over to tuck some hair behind my left hair and I twitched slightly. She was startin' to tick me off

"Ever notice how you're overbearing, Doc?" I went over to the door before she could say something and un-tucked my hair, leaving the house and slamming the door shut behind me. Shivering once, relieved I was out of that house as I walked down the few steps and took a left down the sidewalk. It was gonna be a very long night.

After a while of ringing doorbells, I got bored and was now officially in downtown Gotham City, thousands of kids really walking around with parents, some without. Rain, luckily, wasn't coming down tonight and it was just really windy, and it was Halloween so it was to be expected. My green feathery hair moved with the wind but not by much, I could see lights nearly on everywhere tonight. Made it look like night. I tried my best not to pay attention to the police car pulling up on the side of the road, beside the sidewalk I was walking down. Gordon.

"C'mish, I didn't see you comin'." I told him as I turned to my left, a grin on my red painted lips and my white teeth showing, he smiled at me just like a real father would do to his daughter or son, that affectionate kind smile. A nice one. He had his new partner sitting in the passenger side seat, a newbie. In the corner of my eye I could see the metal tag on the guy's suit, it read 'Howl'. Hmm. I then looked back at Gordon as I heard him saying something to me. Okay, just go with that last thing he says.

"How's trick-or-treating going?" He asked with a chuckle "Get any candy?" Gordon was actually...nice. It kinda scared me to be quite honest. But I just smiled at him, nearly feeling the urge to hug him.

I looked at my carrier bag in my right hand then looked at him "Uh yeah. Yeah, I did. A lot."

Gordon looked down the street then back at me, still smiling "Well, I'll be back at the GCPD, so Howl here is gonna stay with you. Just to be safe. Is that okay with you?"

I looked at this Howl guy then back at Gordon, forcing the smile "Sure. Why not." Howl there got out the car, and for some reason at this moment I noticed he looked a lot like Hugh Jackman. Must resist the urge to call him Wolverine.

"If you need me, I'll be at the GCPD, 'kay?" I nodded and then he, still smiling, drove off in his car and then he was gone, out of my view. I took in a large intake of air then looked up at Howl beside me, grinning ear-to-ear

"C'mon, Wolverine. Time to go on a rampage." I walked down the sidewalk then, forgetting about Howl as he caught up then, walking beside me. Forget resisting the urge.

"So, you're Jessica Hilton." Ohhh, Wolverine wanted talk, okey-dokey then. We'll talk.

"No, I'm Heidi Klum." Yeah, I might be mean but I just wanted some more trick-or-treating, this being like five years or something since I last went trick-or-treating.

"Funny." He chuckled, then I noticed a large crowd of people in costumes. Time to ditch, Mr. Get-out-of-the-car-please. So, I just walked off into the road, Howl quickly following me, and I ducked into the crowd and Howl yelled my name but I acted as if I were in boot-camp and ducked around a corner and nearly giggled as I skipped down the sidewalk. Yeah. I skipped. So what? Get over it.

"Time to have some fu--" But then I heard a loud screeching of tires "Oh crap." I looked back, seeing the black van, yelling in annoyance "Oh c'mon, man!" I ran down the sidewalk, ducking into dark alley them, plastering myself against the brick wall as the van skidded on by, I noticed my hands were shaking by now. What did I ever do to deserve this?

I dashed across the road then, nearly tripping over the gravel rocks that laid all over the road for some reason, but was tackled to the ground in another dark alley, I was about to claw someone's eyes out but then I stopped, looking up in confusion as I saw a young guy, probably a few years older than me just staring at me.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Robert?" Then he looked as if he were confused he ever said that "I—I mean Robbie. My name's...Robbie."

I smiled sarcastically "Well, Robbie then. Can you possibly..." I raised my voice louder then "Get the hell off of me!"

He jumped and quickly got up off of me and dusted his shirt off with his left hand then ran his right hand through his brown hair. I groaned, still feeling the pressure against my chest as I stood up then, staring at him for a moment before raking both of my hand's fingers through my green curly hair, it probably looked a little more worse than before but I didn't really care.

"Why. Did. You. Tackle. Me?" I asked "In the middle of a road!"

"I—I--Why were you running across a road?!" He yelled at me, as if I were the stupid one here. An—And who was he?! Some stupid punk from Brooklyn or something?

"The Joker was coming after me." I told him, then looked around the alley corner, when turning back around. He. Was. Right. There. Dude. Like a stalker "Stop doing that!"

"Doing what?" He asked as if confused, I glared at him and then drop-kicked him to the ground, he went down quickly on his knees, groaning in pain but then I kneeled him with my knee, right in the face and his head drooped back, one hand covering his nose, blood dripping down his face from his nose.

I turned and ran out the alley only to find myself being picked up from behind by someone, I twitched about, clawing and slapping and then I heard a familiar voice

"Stay freakin' still!" Dennis's voice echoed and I stopped momentarily, I looked behind me then as I tilted my head to the side, seeing Dennis there, I let my back heels fly back and the heels dove into an area where the sun does not shine. He moaned, as if this were like turning him on. Ew. Double ew. I slammed my head back then, right into his face and then he drooped me. I hit the ground hard, and I whimpered slightly in pain, looking up then, already feeling the stinging feeling on my forehead, I saw I made Dennis bite his lower lip doing down and he was wiping some blood off his lips and glared down at me.

"You little--"

"Ah, ta, ta, Denni." I heard a husky voice scolding Dennis, the voice got closer, I looked to my right then, seeing another all-to-familiar man coming over, the one with the purple suit and make-up face "What do we-uh have here?" He licked his lips, and held a gleaming right razor blade in his right hand, a lot like Sweeney Todd if you asked me.

He grabbed me then quickly, dragging me towards him and then yanking me to my feet "Hiiiiii, Princess." Before I had the chance to move he had the razorblade or whatever it was pressed against the left side of face, poking it into my skin slightly, teasingly. Then I heard two gunshots go off from behind me, I jumped at the noise twice, my eyes widened and meeting the Joker's gaze. I did turn my head to look back, I didn't dare to move at all.

"Awww, Jacko slipped up, ya know? I mean uh—He didn't follow the rules-uh and made the mistake of talking baaack. But uh--" He looked at me then after looking behind me, chuckling as he did this "Believe me, he won't be making that mistake again." I stared at him, I knew Jacko was dead now...my good ol' stabbing post was gone. Another person dead because of this man. His grin slowly faded as he stared at me "You need to smile more, kid." Then before I knew it, something hit my head from behind and I slumped down limpless into the Joker's arms. That was the last coherent thought I had.

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