Batgirl's body was burning, it was excruciatingly painful. So much so that her breath was coming out in ragged gasps and she could feel her mask getting damp from tears.

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!

Groaning at the increase in pain, Batgirl rolled over onto her side and took a few more shallow gasps of air as she pulled herself up onto on all fours, the world spinning dangerously as she did so.

They didn't say anything about dizziness.

Batgirl scorned herself for letting her guard down and getting caught by Joker and his burning gas crap, she scorned herself even further for allowing herself to go so riled up by the fact that her real name had been used. Not Batgirl, Barbara, this is also not good.

Come on girl, get your fat arse off the floor!

She clenched her teeth together, ignoring the damp in her mask from the tears and the beads of cold sweat on her forehead to pull herself into a standing position whilst leaning most of her weight on a nearby wall.

She examined her surroundings. Just a big dark room, four walls, a door, a chair. All in dank shades of grey, the only real colour in the room? Blood. It was almost black now but there was no doubting it, splashes of blood trailing up the walls, all over the floor and there was even some on the ceiling.

All those poor people…OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!

Batgirl stared at the corpse, it was the same corpse from the house, and she had been laying on it. Actually laying on it. Batgirl turned and vomited in the corner and retched for a few moments before she got up the nerve to look back at the corpse, she didn't want to but her eyes were drawn to it.

Someone had painted a big smile on the woman's pale face, a big red face, and on the corpses lap was a note. Batgirl stumbled over and lifted it up and squinted at the writing.

Why so serious?

"I killed her you know"

Batgirl turned as quickly as she could with the pain and stared at Harlequin who like her couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the corpse.

"My mother, that's who she is, she wasn't very nice. She used to hit me you know? I thought that it was my fault, that I'd done something wrong like I wasn't good enough. But it wasn't that, she was the one that wasn't good enough. I met Mr Jay, he took care of me, told me what to do" Harlequin muttered in a quiet gentle voice that made Batgirl want to scream.

"So I took a butchers knife from the neighbour when he wasn't looking, and I turned to her and I said 'Why so serious mummy?' and I made her smile. She always smiles now, she looks so much prettier with a smile on her face" She turned to face Batgirl for the first time and Batgirl saw she had an eerie smile on her face, it wasn't the fact that she was smiling that was eerie, it was the fact that it was such a warm, friendly smile.

"You remind of him, of Mr Jay. You both have the same madness, that's why I like you so much" Harlequin muttered calmly as she adjusted her dead mothers hair with care and love.

What the hell is wrong with this kid? And I am nothing like Joker!

"You don't think your like him but your wrong, were going to prove it. Were going to make you a bad guy, and then were going to be best friends" Harlequin continued to mutter as she stood directly in front of Batgirl and gave her a warm smile.

"Mr Jay will be here soon, you should sit down. I don't want him to embarrass you" She told her before walking out of the door and shutting it behind her, Batgirl heard the lock click.

Make me a bad guy? Good luck you psychopathic bitch.

Batgirl sat down, well, actually she practically fell on her arse but she didn't care about that right now. She reached down to her foot and pried a small piece of her boots sole and lifted out the small homing beacon she had hidden there. She had another one in her other shoe as well, just in case.

Please oh dear god Batman, PLEASE…hurry.

She clipped it back in place and readjusted her boot and just managed to shift her position as Joker came strolling in the room.

"Batgirl, we have something of yours" He chuckled, and Batgirl almost screamed.

"Hello Barbara"

MWAHAHAHA IMMA BIG FAT BITCH!

Ahem, hey peeps!

Sorry about that outburst but I think it was well deserved. I am so mean! Poor Babs! Who has Joker got? What's he going to do to them? Hehe, I am evil, your all going to hate me for what I do next.

Knightmare, why yes. Yes I do enjoy torturing you all as you can plainly see. I might make you all wait for the next chapter just to add some suspense to it.

WinterRain, oh no I am never ever getting rid of the whole rival thing. I just want their to be a little bit of care in there, like an older brother/sister sort of thing. I think all brothers and sisters are like that…I am with my big bro anyway…

Highlander, every time I think of stealing Robins outfit I get this image of him hanging there by his undies in the middle of the Batcave…and Batman is just staring at the sucker…hehe…

Read and Review guys!

Tulip Out.