"Okay, just settle down there and you'll be just fine." Joker said as he put me into the passenger seat. I was clutching my shoulder, blood pouring through. Joker then opened the driver's door. "Harvey, Harvey, Harvey Dent." He said as he moved the body, "Oh, excuse me. I wanna drive." And he tossed the dead body of the driver unceremoniously onto the tarmac. I grinned, even though the pain was unbearable, and groaned for a moment. "I expect treatment when we get back home." I grumbled, only noticing a few moments afterwards I said 'home'. Joker looked at me with a glint in his eye. "Oh? What kind of treatment?" He said with a little wink. I scoffed and pushed him with me left elbow, my good arm, and then winced because it had meant moving my hand off of my injured shoulder. "Ready?" He asked with his foot ready to slam onto the pedal. I grinned.
"Always." And he slam the pedal he did.

"I like this job. I like it." I laughed loudly.
"You and me both, Joker." I shouted over the din. We were driving after the remained SWAT van which no doubt held Harvey Dent in it. We rounded a corner and I noticed the helicopters pursuing us. "Shit, this isn't gonna end well." I cursed. We continued to drive down the road and then Joker asked for the walkie talkie. I handed it to him from my pocket, wincing again, and then placed my hand back on the bleeding gash. "Okay, rack them up. Rack them up, rack them up, rack them up." This was going to be good. I saw something vaguely fly across the sky and I knew it was wires. I watched with glee as the helicopter flew right into the trap and spiralled down, resulting in a large explosion. Joker burst out laughing and slapped his hands on the wheel. I pinched the bridge of my nose so that I wouldn't laugh just as maniacally as Joker was now. He was doing a little giggle now and I just burst into laughter. He was so amusing when he got excited. Suddenly, a motorbike burst from an alley and came to a stop at the end of the road.

"Now, there's a Batman." Joker mused as the bike shot towards us like a bullet. "Ooh, you wanna play? Come on. Come on…" The Batman was getting ever closer and it would be any moment when we collided. Two wires shot out and hit the front of the truck. Batman swerved and rode under the truck and disappeared from my view. "He missed!" Joker shouted. I wasn't convinced.
"Uh, not wanting to burst your bubble, dear, but I don't think he did…" Just as I finished my sentence the truck somersaulted and we landed upside down. Painfully.

I fell from the door of the truck and groaned. "Oh, that really hurt…" I mumbled as sarcastically as I could. I felt a stinging pain in my ribs and looked at it. "Oh come on!" I shouted in disbelief. There was my knife, once more, sticking half in, half out. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT? "Solace?" I heard from the other side of the truck. I managed to prop myself up on my elbows.
"Joker… You okay?" He came into view with an assault rifle in hand.
"I should be asking you. You… SHIT." He noticed the knife in my ribs apparently. I rolled my eyes and tore it out, screaming as I did so.
"Ahhh, that stung like a fuckin' bitch." I moaned and collapsed again.
"No, come on, dollface. We can do this. This is our finale. We're gonna get caught and then… Then we get to relax and eat ice cream. Once we're back at home." He reassured me and picked me up, setting me down just next to the truck. "Now, stay here so that Daddy doesn't get too worried." He said with a wink and then turned back to where Batman had disappeared.

He cricked his neck a few times, still a little discombobulated from the crash, and shot a few times. Batman was pelting towards us at an alarming rate. I could hear Joker murmuring to himself but I couldn't make out the words. "Come on, hit me! HIT ME!" And Batman could not. Instead, he veered off and fell off the bike. Joker slowly turned and watched as Batman and his bike slammed into the truck. I felt exceedingly lucky that Joker had set me down a little way away from the truck. I didn't have the energy to even try and move. Batman collapsed and didn't move afterwards. I began to crawl over, to check if he was dead or not. Joker began to approach and I grinned at him. Two of the thugs had survived and one turned the Bat over. Joker was now humming as he came closer and the thug closer to Batman stooped to reveal the face behind the mask. A few more centimetres…

An electric spark flashed and the thug jumped back with a yelp, obviously removing the mask was a no-no. Joker burst out laughing and he leaped onto the thug, gibbering as he did so, as though reprimanding him for such a silly act. He then knelt over Batman and pulled out a knife. I managed to crawl a little closer to see who would be the man behind the mask. But it was not to be. A few men approached and I threw the knife that had been stuck in my body a few moments before at one of them. He went down immediately and Joker and I were seized. We had been planning on going to jail, but not at a moment like this. Fortune was not favouring us today.

Joker and I stood by a table and waited, looking exceedingly bored. They were removing weapons from our jackets. I smirked at the mass of knives pulled out of Joker's pockets. I laughed out loud when I saw a potato peeler being placed on the table. He gave me a sheepish look and then an amused expression when he saw the amount of mini Tasers in my pocket. I shrugged my shoulders and immediately regretted it. Eventually, they just removed our jackets so that they could get a better inspection. I was wearing a tank top this time and jeans. My muscles in my arms tensed whenever a person came too close for comfort. One man, not wearing gloves, removed my jacket and began screaming, clutching his hand. I looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "Oops. Forgot that I added a burning acid that's only corrosive to the skin on there. My bad." Joker cackled at my comment, "My own concoction." I finished proudly. He grinned and we were escorted into the cell.

We sat on the bench, mirroring each other into the exact details. We were sitting with our heads slightly inclined and our hands together between our legs. We watched with a slight eyebrow raised and a little smirk. Gordon, the man who was supposed to be dead but was apparently alive, walked in. "Stand away! All of you!" He shouted at the top of his voice, "I don't want anything for his Mob lawyer to use, you understand?" The Mayor followed and I cricked my knuckles. Joker gave me an amused look but I wasn't watching him; I continued to stare at the Mayor. I had history with the Mayor. I wasn't about to forget it just because of his superior standing. "Back from the dead." I heard him say to Gordon. We lounged back a little, glancing at each other at the same time, and then returned to the same position. We freaked out a lot of the prisoners with our synchronicity. "What do we got? Joker first." Mayor said, turning to us. I glared at him from behind my mask. I had made sure that they didn't take it off. Gordon sighed and put his hands on his hips. "Nothing." He admitted, "No matches on prints, DNA, dental. Clothing is custom, no labels. Nothing in his pockets but knives and lint. No name. No other alias." Mayor nodded and then looked at me. I saw the tint of recognition in his eyes and I cricked my knuckles again. Joked looked at me, a little concerned for my obvious aggression towards the Mayor. "And what about her? Which one is she? The Actor or Solace? She came up out of the blue." Mayor asked with a small sneer. I narrowed my eyes.
"She certainly lives up to her reputation. She's an impressive actor and has fooled everyone into thinking she was an innocent guest at Wayne's party. Obviously, she wasn't." Gordon said with a little bit of contempt but respect, "We got the same results from her but we got a bit of her life story. Just a little." Mayor looked at him with a sharp look.
"What was it?" He asked shortly. Gordon looked at him.
"Apparently, you tried to kill her cousin."

My cousin had been the only family left. She was the most amazing person I had ever met. She was blonde, witty, sarcastic and absolutely mad and was a little dim. I loved her so much; I never wanted to let her go. Emily was the best thing that had ever happened to me. She could light up my world with just a smile. I'm pleased to say I could do the same for her. We were inseparable and we did everything together. It was my 18th birthday and we decided that we'd go out for a bit of a drink. I get it, I was living on the streets for a while but Emily took me in. She disapproved of my stealing and said time after time that I should just move in permanently. But no, my pride was too much. I told her everything except for one thing. The one thing that I wasn't ashamed of yet I knew would break Emily's heart; I enjoyed it. I enjoyed every theft I made, every murder I committed. I was beginning to change by now, back in reality. I was beginning to feel a little saner. Emily had been my escape and she made me realize that there isn't just killing and stealing. And then some punk ass shit head mugged us. My 18th birthday was supposed to be happy. We had a few drinks, not much, had a right laugh and then walked home in a good mood. I had been convinced that very night, before the mugging, that maybe I could start anew. I could get a clean slate and start over. Hey, maybe my life would be better. But no, no, some twenty seven year old thought it would be really great fun to jump us, strip us of the money and then knife Emily and I for good measure. I got off fine. Emily… Not so lucky. She died in my arms. I swore that very day that I would avenge her and kill the motherfucker who did that. And now, this would be my chance.

"Go home, Gordon." A voice snapped me back to reality, "The clown and the princess'll keep till morning." PRINCESS? "Go get some rest. You're gonna need it. Tomorrow you take the big job." Gordon stared at the Mayor. "You don't have any say in the matter. Commissioner Gordon." He said loudly and everyone applauded. We clapped mockingly and smirked. Gordon and Mayor left and I finally stood up, kicking the bars a random can as I did so. Joker raised an eyebrow but I didn't give a shit. My nostrils were flaring and I was pissed off. "Whoah, chick, calm it." Some prisoner from the other side of the cell said. I looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"Calm it? Calm it? I WILL NOT CALM IT!" I screamed at him. He squared up to me.
"I don't think you're in the right situation to shout at me, bitch." That does it. I punched him square in the nose and he grabbed at his nose, spurting blood over the floor. "I WILL NOT CALM DOWN MOTHERFUCKER! I JUST HAD TO STARE AT MY COUSIN'S MOTHERFUCKING MURDERER AND YOU'RE TELLING ME TO CALM IT? NO! I'VE WAITED LONG FUCKING ENOUGH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I felt some arms gently guide me to the bench and I saw stars from shouting so loudly. "Restrain her!" I heard an officer shout and the door to the cell opened. I sent the best death glare I could at the officer and he recoiled in fright. "I don't think restraining her will be necessary, Officer." Joker said in a mocking tone, arm still around my shoulder. The officer looked at the rest of the staff and they just nodded. He exited the cell and locked it again. "Care to share?" I turned to look at Joker and he was watching me intensely. Such dark eyes… I wonder what secrets he has behind them… So intense… Wow, I'm getting flustered now. Best shut up. I shook my head and sat down again, putting my head in my hands. "Not here. Not now. Too many people. I'll end up cutting aga…" I realized my mistake. Joker tensed beside me and I was too scared to look at his face. A moment of silence and I closed my eyes.
"We'll talk about this when the plan is done and we're outta here. For now, sit tight. This is gonna be one long ride."

Bit shorter than usual but how'd you like that? Another part of Solace's past has been revealed! I realize I don't really use Solace's name very often. Soon enough, Solace is going to reveal her real name to Joker and Joker shall do the same to her. A heart-felt moment when they escape and Solace reveals her secret. Something to look forward to ;) Cheers folks.
Luna