"Were is she?" The joker demanded as he entered the bar.

"She went to the bathroom." The bartender said, pointing a finger toward the restrooms were she had just fainted.

He walked quickly towards the restrooms before pulling out a gun and pointing it at the door. Firing a random shot at the door he pushed it open and froze. Smiling at the only man standing and watching as the other man gagged on his blood before shuttering and then he was gone. The girl he had brought in tied to the heater.

The shot woke her up and she saw the horrible twisted smile bringing her back to full consciousness were she understood what was going on.

One man laid beside her, and she knew he was dead, because his chest wasn't moving. She gagged on the stale cloth in her mouth and squirmed against her restraints. Two masked clowns opened the bathroom door behind the Joker and upon seeing what was going on grabbed the only man standing and dragged him from the room. The Joker turned sharply and threw the door shut before turning to her.

"What happened?" he asked pacing dangerously around the small room. "I mean I left you here with food and water and a guard and you managed to get almost raped." he growled looking at me every now and then as he continued to pace. She couldn't respond so didn't and then he paused and licked his lips before stepping toward her.

Eyeing her darkly with his eyebrows raised he hunched over and glared at her before switching the gun he hand been holding into his other hand. He stepped toward her until their bodies were four inches apart and his mouth was against her ear, almost caressing it.

"Do you want to get fucked, huh?" he asked before backing away and looking at her. "Cause I could have done that back in the house." he growled.

His hand came up to her face and she flinched as he grabbed the gag and ripped it from her mouth. She coughed and she emptied the contents of her stomach while the Joker looked at her with disgust which was replaced with something else. She finally realized just how dry her throat was because of the gag.

"You want some water?" he purred gently, pushing her messed up hair out of her face. She nodded and continued to cough. He moved to the faucet and turned the water on before looking at her in the mirror above the sink and then rather awkwardly she watched as he leaned down and drank from the sink before filling both his scared cheeks with the liquid. The water stopped suddenly and she watched as he walked back towards her. Grabbing her chin he held her heaving body in place and she stopped coughing long enough for him to put his lips to hers.

Trying to think of her dry throat as an excuse to use later if need be in her situation she felt the water run from his mouth into her dry one and she swallowed the water gratefully. Having thrown up the water she had drunk from earlier due to the drug it had held.

"Better?" he asked pulling away. She nodded and to tired to move laid her head back and relaxed while he pulled his switchblade from his pocket and cut the restraints before picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder.

"Am-am I dead?" she asked as he carried her.

He laughed. "n-no not until I kill you." he cackled and glared at the bartender before shooting him in the head. One masked clown bent over the lifeless form before heading toward the Joker with a twenty dollar bill. She began to drift and was woken once again to anther gun fire, another dead body and another stack of bills.

He never pays anyone anything does he? She though and began to sleep again.