I guess because of the new Batman coming out (The Dark Knight Rises) and the sequel to Arkham Asylum (Arkham City) is coming out soon, everyone is reading Batman fanfics again! So I decided to continue this story due to the high demand, and I will probably be going back to previous chapters to fix things up and make them longer and better. I hope you all enjoy this chapter; I also redid my profile page if you'd like to check that out (just some news and updates and what not). But anyway, enjoy! And also review please!

"You're a monster!" Eilish practically screamed as she was thrown to the floor.

She watched as the Joker gently closed the door behind him, a dark grin spread across his face. She began to feel warm tears run down her sweaty cheeks, biting down hard to fight them back. Dad…he'll get me out of this…he works for Wayne.

"You'll never get away with this. My dad's going to find me. And when he does he'll-." She stopped for a moment, watching as he slowly walked over to her, "He'll…" he crouched down, resting his arms on top of his knees, leaning his face close to hers. She pulled her head back, trying her best not to show any fear.

"He'll what? Hmm?" He licked his bottom lip and furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes rolling towards the ceiling as if he was thinking. "OH I know…maybe, he'll throw me his checkbook. No no…maybe he'll bring the police! The MCU! The S.W.A.T. team!" His voice got louder with every word until he threw back his head and let out a deep cackle.

Eilish could only watch him in fear and confusion, her body beginning to ache.

"Ya see darlin'," she flinched at the sound of his pocket knife, "No matter what he does, I will get what I want." The tip of his knife gently made it's way under her chin, lifting her face. "And you are gonna help me."

"I will never help you." And with whatever strength she had left she raised her foot and kicked him right in the chest. She watched as he fell onto his back, and struggled to quickly get herself to her feet. A sharp pain shot through her ankle after remembering that she had fallen on it after jumping out of the bus. Wincing at the pain, she limped over to the door. Before her fingers could even touch the doorknob, she heard an angry growl from behind her and began to scream as his fingers clenched her hair, yanking her back from the door.

"Ah ah ah….you're not going anywhere." Her hands grabbed the wrist that held her hair.

"Stop! Please!" She begged as he dragged her away from the door. She was soon thrown onto something soft, soon realizing that it was a bed. His strong legs were soon straddling her, the cold blade of the knife pushing hard against her jaw.

"I'll do whatever you want! Please…just don't hurt me." She couldn't help but feel desperate.

"Hmm I don't know." He gave her a long frown. "You really hurt my feelings." His eyes then grew angry, and his fingers were soon wrapped around her throat, squeezing any ounce of courage she had left in her.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks, her hands desperately hanging onto the one that was choking her.

"Please…" she said softly, looking into his dark, cold eyes. She then took a deep breath as he released her, feeling him get off the bed. She began to cough as she got her breath back, pushing herself up and rubbing her throat. He stood at the edge of the bed and watched her. Her tears began to fall faster as she heard her friend's loud scream from the other room. The Joker smiled.

"W-why are you d-doing this…" she asked softly, wiping at her tears.

"Mmm, tsk tsk tsk, you're a selfish little girl …aren't you." his sickening smile seemed to grow at her now angry and confused expression. "Your poor friend at the hands of those filthy men, and all you can think about is yourself." He licked his lips and growled at the last word.

"That's not t-true." She was now frustrated, but only with herself.

"No?" he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her off of the bed. She winced as she almost fell to the ground as her weak ankle touched the cement floor.

"I guess we'll just see about that." He opened the door and pulled her with him, walking back towards the room she had just been in.

Eilish felt herself turn white at the sight of Victoria. She sat on the corner of the couch, makeup and tears stained on her exhausted face. Her buttoned shirt was ripped open and hanging off of her sweaty arms that had been tied behind her back. She then saw her underwear hanging off of the arm of the couch, and it was then that she truly felt sick.

The man she had seen before with the shaved head turned around to face the Joker, she watched as he spit in her friend's face, his hands quickly putting his belt back on.

"Sorry for the noise boss, it wasn't easy to shut 'er up." His eyes then looked over at Eilish who could only look at her friend who had curled up into a ball to hide her humiliation.

"It seems I may just have to get used to it, her little…ah… friend doesn't want to stay." Eilish was thrown against the couch next to Victoria, watching as the Joker walked closer to them. "Maybe we should just…let her go." Eilish wasn't sure of what he was doing, but she knew that there was no way she was getting off this easily. "What do you think… hmmm Leashy?"

She opened her mouth to say something but it was as if fear had taken her voice away.

"I…" she glanced over at her friend who still wouldn't bare her face.

"Let's make…a deal." his voice was dark. She watched as he ran his tongue against the inside of his cheek. "I'll let you go, and in return my men get to keep her." He was now kneeling down in front of her, his forearm resting against the top of her legs, letting the cold blade caress them.

"Why can't she come with me-." The blade was now pressed against her lips.

"Ah ah ah…that's not one of the rules." He sucked in his lips, staring deeply into her eyes. "Unless…" she furrowed her eyebrows at his words. "You really aren't selfish, then perhaps you can stay here with…me." He licked his lips, tears beginning to form in her eyes again. She looked over at Victoria once more, knowing that there was no way she would let them put her through this ever again.

"So." He smacked his lips together, his eyebrows raised with amusement. "Whaddya say, hmm?"

Eilish bit down hard on her tongue, hoping if she could bite down hard enough, she would wake up from this horrible nightmare. There was no way she could see herself ever being in this position. And now she had to choose, sacrificing her friend just so she could what? Go back to school? Get in trouble for throwing parties? Or let her friend who had already been tortured enough go back to her family, while she stayed at the hands of the most dangerous man in all of Gotham. And then she thought, what would Mom do?

"I'll…stay." She said softly, looking down at the couch.

"I'm sorry what was that? Could ya …speak up?" his faced leaned closer, mocking her.

"I'll stay." She then said firmly, glaring at the smile that was soon spread onto his face. The Joker then shot up, throwing his head back to let out a short, menacing laugh.

"E-Eilish…" she could hear her friend desperately whisper to her. She then moved over to Victoria and wrapped her arms around her, tears running down her warm sweaty face. "Don't…don't do this…"

"I have to." She whispered back. She then felt two strong arms wrap around her and pry her off of her friend.

"Get off of me!" She screeched, feeling the thug hold her tighter as he dragged her away from the couch. He soon stopped and held her against his chest as the Joker made his way over to Victoria, sitting next to her and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"Aww, what a good friend hmm?" the back of his finger gently stroked her cheek. "It's a shame you'll never…uh, see her again." Victoria burst into tears at his words.

Eilish was still struggling against the thug's grip, gritting her teeth at the pain spreading all over her.

"I'll tell ya what…I'll let ya say one last…itty bitty goodbye." Eilish watched as Victoria's tear filled eyes met hers. "Would you..ah like that?" his tongue licked his lips. Victoria nodded her head slowly, trying to stop herself from crying.

"G-goodbye..Eilish." expecting to then be dragged away by the thug, Eilish then watched as the Joker suddenly pressed a gun to Victoria's head, quickly pulling the trigger.

Eilish's eyes grew wide at the site and sound of the gun, watching the dark streams of blood sliding across Victoria's face and neck. She screamed, bursting into tears and kicking against the thug.

"No!" she yelled, watching as the Joker wiped some drops of blood off of his cheek carelessly. He killed her…I…I can't believe it.

"You said you'd let her go!" she screamed at him, blinded by her own tears but could still watch as his figure walked over to her.

"Did I? I think our…uh, deal was that you now belong to me." his voice grew deep and his eyes serious. The look on his face only scared her more. His eyes then looked up to the thug that was holding her.

"Pack everything up and get the car ready…including her."

Before Eilish could even say anything, a strip of duct tape was pressed against her mouth, and her wrists were then bound together by it also. She dropped to her knees as the thug walked away. She was exhausted…mentally and physically, and there was nothing she could do but wait. She forced herself to close her eyes and calm herself. Crying and fighting back only seemed to make things worse for her. She then felt a hand grab a fistful of her hair, and yank her head back. Expecting it to be the Joker, she was surprised to see the face of the thug with the shaved head. He leaned his face next to hers; her heavy breathing only brought him satisfaction.

"Your little friend was fun." She closed her eyes trying not to listen to him. "I get this feeling you'll be better." He pushed her head away, forcing her to fall against the floor.

Her eyes then felt heavy, and before she knew it, everything was black.

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