When I awoke I expected to be strapped to a chair or something explosive, instead I was laying down on a rather comfortable couch.
"Good morning!" My captor greeted cheerily. I still couldn't see his face. He was standing in the shadows in the corner of the room.
"Morning." I replied groggily. "Might I ask who you are?"
The man came out of the corner and I saw that it was none other than The Joker himself.
"Hello I'm The Joker, though I'm sure you already knew that. And you are?" He was smiling. The smile was both terrifyingly sinister and deliciously inviting.
"Dragonfly." I said shakily. I was desperately trying to hide my attraction to him.
"You're new aren't you?" He whispered after walking over to me. His face was uncomfortably close to mine. Well, it wasn't that uncomfortable. I tried to think about Clark.
I like Clark.
I like Clark.
I like Clark.
I like Clark.
Clark.
Clark.
Clark.
"I said, you're new aren't you?" He growled after I didn't answer.
"Yes I'm new." I finally managed to choke out. "But now it's my turn to ask you a question."
His eyebrows raised as if he was surprised I had any questions. He nodded, giving me permission to ask.
"Why me?" I asked, "You're Batman's villain."
"Well you see, I have a cunning plan." He said smiling that smile again, "You're Superman's girlfriend so naturally he'll come to save you and as we all know, wherever the Boy Scout goes Batman follows!"
I couldn't argue with that logic.
"Why not just kidnap Batman?" I asked, acting like I wasn't impressed by his plan even though I kind of was. I needed to keep him talking until Clark and Batman got here. By the way he kept looking at me I needed to keep talking to prevent anything else from happening.
"Because you're just so enticing." He whispered in my ear. His breath was hot and I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks.
"Really?" I said clearing my throat so I would sound like my heart wasn't beating so hard it might burst through my chest. His dark green eyes flashed with lust when he saw my blush. He smiled again but this was different from before. This was a triumphant smile, like making me feel this way was all part of some sick plan.
"Oh yes." He said hoarsely. He sat next to me on the couch and put his arm around me. He smelled like a combination of blood, cigarettes and green Jolly Ranchers. It wouldn't work on anyone else, but it fit him perfectly.
"I like new things, and you're new." He continued.
I smiled despite my best efforts not to. He noticed and took the opportunity to lean in as if to kiss me. I was in an intense moment of inner debate when we were interrupted.
"Mistah J!" A high pitched whine called from the next room. The Joker retracted his arm and pinched the bridge of his nose. He stood up from the couch as she walked through the door.
"Not now Harley I'm dealing with a hostage situation." He shouted angrily. It was painfully clear he was in no mood to deal with her.
"She doesn't look like a hostage to me." Harley pouted crossing her arms over her chest. He sighed and walked toward her.
"I deal with hostages my own way." He growled his anger growing more and more apparent.
"But puddin you promised you were gonna take me out once we got out of the asylum!" She whined stomping her foot on the floor.
"Plans change." He said flatly trying to calm himself down to no avail.
"But puddin!"
If there was going to be a second half of that sentence it was lost to the sound of The Jokers hand hitting her face. Hard. She ran off after that, tears running down her face and ruining her white make up. Then he turned around and smiled with that lustful look in his eyes again.
"Now where were we?" He asked slowly walking towards me.
"No." I said standing up. He stopped dead in his tacks. I almost laughed at that. I finally figured out the secret to defeating The Joker. Just tell him you won't kiss him.
"What?" He said laughing from the shock, "What did you just say to me?"
"No." I repeated firmly. "This isn't going anywhere anymore. Not after the way you treated her." Honestly, I still wanted to kiss him but I would have felt too guilty after seeing him slap Harley across the face like that. It was grotesque.
"You don't dictate how I treat my girlfriend. That's my business." He growled beginning to walk menacingly toward me.
"Well, seeing as you were just about to kiss me, it is my business." I said advancing on him as well. My own courage was surprising. I was challenging The Joker. The most psychotic villain Gotham has ever seen.
"Hmm," He said pausing to think, "Maybe Superman and Batman will come to find a dead Dragonfly."
Before I could even process what he was saying, I felt a cold knife in my abdomen. He twisted it and then pulled it out. The pain was excruciating but I wasn't worried. Didn't I mention I could heal as well as fly? I can talk to animals too, but that's not important right now.
"Nice try Joker but you'll have to try harder than that to kill me." I smirked as the wound closed before his eyes. There wasn't even enough time for blood to soak my iridescent blue uniform. Thank goodness because I had just cleaned it. He looked down at my bloodless stomach and began to laugh. It was a high pitched, maniacal cackle. And I really liked it.
"No one's ever stood up to me before." He said after he had finished laughing, "Normally that would drive me crazy, but with you I like it. You've got guts kid."
"Don't call me kid." I said and pulled his face down to mine. When our lips met it was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was so different from kissing Clark.
Oh God I had completely forgotten about Clark.
"Oh no." I said quickly pulling away and sitting back down on the couch. "No no no no no no no!" I put my head in my hands as The Joker sat down beside me.
"Hey I wasn't that bad was I?" He asked. He seemed genuinely concerned about whether or not I had liked kissing him. Which I had.
"No that's not it. That's not it at all!"
Just as I was getting ready to explain my reason, the reason walked through the door.
"The reason is that." I whispered. Then in a moment of pure genius, The Joker grabbed my hands and pulled them behind my back roughly. The only way I knew it was fake was the wink he gave me.
"Unhand her Joker." Clark growled. I had never seen him so angry.
"Yes sir she's all yours!" The Joker let me go and pushed me toward Superman. He grabbed me tightly and the warmth I felt in his arms made my feelings for The Joker all the more confusing.
"What do you want with her?" Batman asked appearing behind Superman.
"I don't want a damn thing with her." The Joker said playing with my braid.
"Then why take her?" Clark said angrily swatting Jokers hand away.
"Because she's just so pretty!" He answered winking at me again causing my cheeks to turn red, "You're a lucky man Boy Scout."
Clark didn't respond to that. Unless you count holding me tighter as a response.
"Superman take Dragonfly and get out of here." Batman growled
"Oh but we were having such a good time!" The Joker pouted looking directly at me.
"Well the fun's over." Superman said, "Come on Dragonfly."
He pulled me towards the door and I looked back at The Joker. I was trying to convey all of my confusing feelings with just my eyes. I didn't really know how I felt, but I hoped he understood. The last thing I saw before I left was Batman lunge at him.