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Chapter 12: The Memorial was Fun

The memorial service of the commissioner was the next day and per his instructions, Scarlett was attending as a civilian. She was meeting The Joker and the others there. She knew he would be hiding as an honour guard, having used the dead Melvin's abandoned apartment as a place to hide the men, whose clothes and guns they had stolen. She had left late last night to go home and be ready for the morning after a quick roll around the bedroom with The Joker of course. She wore a black simple black suit, a white blouse and a hat so as to cover her face she didn't want to be recognised today explaining her eye would be difficult and she was according to work and many others in England at that moment.

She placed herself in as close to the front as possible hiding herself amongst the crowds of Gotham civilians as she knew she would have to wait for The Joker to find her, she was his getaway driver as he didn't want to go with the goons and her bike was the quickest getaway vehicle for the situation.

She searched for him in the group of honour guards but she was too far away so unable to see detail clearly. Plus she had never seen him without his make-up and she was sure he wouldn't be wearing any. She peered up at the window that she knew to be Melvin Whites, she knew at some point soon the police or the Bat would be searching it in connection with the deaths. Armed police were stood on every fire escape of all the buildings surrounding the memorial service.

Her ears perked as she heard the news team filming not far away.

"With no word from the Batman, even as they mourn Commissioner Loeb these cops have to be wondering if the Joker will make good on his threat in the obituary column of The Gotham Times to kill the mayor". She almost laughed did they not know by now, The Joker was a man of his word. She pulled her hat a little lower as Harvey passed by with the Mayor and a few other of Gotham's elite. She looked up once he had passed, and the parade of bagpipes and police officers passed by, it was all very grand, but inside of Scarlett, a storm was brewing. Her stomach knew something was about to happen and was causing her to feel slightly sick as she shivered in anxiety.

The Honour guards were standing stock still and she tried to see if she could spot him to see if he was as nervous as she was but none of the guards were moving, he was playing his part well. But then they all were she knew that all the honour guards were upstairs in that apartment, the once stood in front of the stage were The Joker and his goons.

She held two Bike helmets in her hands and they would clink together as she shifted uncomfortably in her spot. Finally, the parade stopped and silence came over the crowd, people clapped as the mayor came to the stage and began to ramble on. She peered around the crowd making sure to have a sure way to her bike through the crowd once they all started to run away.

"Commissioner Loeb dedicated his life to law enforcement and to the protection of his community." the mayor dribbled on and Scarlett rolled her eyes her anticipation was getting intense and she wondered how long The Joker would wait.

"I remember when I first took office and I asked if he wanted to stay on as commissioner and he said he would, provided I kept my politics out of his office." The mayor said and there was a slight rumble of a laugh that echoed through the crowd.

"Clearly he was not a man who minced words, nor should he have been. A number of policies that he enacted as commissioner were unpopular. Policies that flooded my office with angry calls and letters but he did not succumb and these policies helped make Gotham a better place. He may not have been a popular man but that was his sacrifice to our city. And as we recognise the sacrifice of this man we must remember that vigilance is the price of safety." The mayor said and Scarlett's stomach did a flip, she knew there wasn't long now, she pulled off her hat and readied herself ignoring the strange look the woman next to her gave her when Scarlett dropped her hat to the ground and left it there.

"Stand by. Honour guard!" called the leader of the honour guards and that she knew to be a goon of the Joker, Scarlett's could now feel her heartbeat in her head.

"Attention. Port arms." the leader called and the honour guards raised their guns to an upright position.

"Ready!"

"Aim!"

"Fire!"

The honour guards fired just as they were meant to and Scarlett felt a sudden anti-climax, she wondered if maybe he had got caught up and the men there were in fact real honour guards. She stared around for some kind of answer but the honour guard were raising their guns again.

"Ready!"

"Aim!"

A shot was heard but it definitely wasn't the honour guards and she looked up. The blind to Melvin's apartment was now open, he had timed it, of course, he had so the armed police would be distracted when he took his shot. How could she have ever doubted him?

She turned her head quickly back towards the front where the guards were about to take there second shot, but one near the middle turned and aimed his gun at the mayor before a shot was heard and everyone started to scream.

Gordon had jumped in front, the mayor was okay but there was no time to dwell as the crowd around Scarlett began to panic. She tried not to get pushed away from where she needed to be. Desperately she tried to spot him through the swelling crowds that were jostling her around. She saw one of the honour guards get shot in the leg and fall down and she began to panic she needed to get him out, but suddenly she spotted him, he was slightly hunched over as he made his way through the crowd, she hardly recognised him without the make-up.

"J!" she shouted he spotted her making a beeline, she handed him a helmet before she pulled on her own and lead him quickly to the bike, he pulled off his honour guard cap his lank green locks falling to his shoulders as she pulled on the helmet, she jumped onto the bike and started the engine once she felt the weight of him on the bike she took off.

"Good job Jester," he said as his arms slipped around her waist and she laughed slightly.

"Thanks, Jack" she replied and she heard him laugh.

"So you killed Gordon, not the Mayor," she said and she felt him shift his weight slightly as she weaved through the heavy traffic.

"Oh well, at least someone's dead," he said and Scarlett laughed.

"I gave one of the goons a nice name badge hopefully he gets caught, wouldn't want to waste a good joke," he giggled and Scarlett laughed again.

They arrived back at the warehouse before the others and The Joker pulled off his helmet and went inside. She followed quickly like a lovesick puppy, pulling a bag with her costume and some clean underwear out of the seat of her bike.

She followed him without speaking as he made his way up the stairs and to his bedroom in the back. He shed the most of his costume as he entered before he turned to her.

"So what do you think?" he said smiling widely.

"Of what," she asked a little confused.

"This!" he said turning his head from side to side, and she understood he meant his face.

"As handsome as ever," she said but he did not seem satisfied with the answer.

"You don't mind?" he questioned and she shook her head in confusion.

"The no make-up?" she questioned and he shook his head wildly.

"No, the scars!" he said angrily before his smiled returned and he cackled.

"No, the scars don't bother me," she said and he looked at her his eyes so brown they were black, and they seemed to stare into her very soul.

"I love you, don't you understand that?" she said as his stare became cold.

"No," he said simply and warily she approached him like a person does a rabid dog.

"I don't see what everyone else sees," she said as she moved closer to him, he looked at her warily.

"Where they see a villain, I see a genius"

"Where they see horror, I see beauty," she said as she reached him before she reached up and touched a hand tenderly to his scared cheek. He moved his head into her touch and shut his eyes.

"I love you, Jack. I'm not fooling you or playing a game. To me you are everything. I'd follow you anywhere. You call my name and I fall to your feet. If you asked me to jump off a cliff I would" she said and his eyes snapped open.

"I would never hurt you," he growled and his finger moved to play with the fabric of her jacket.

"I worked out how to hurt Harvey best," he said looking at her, his eyes soft.

"Really how?" she asked.

"Through his girlfriend, but that is not important. I worked it out when Melvin touched you. I realised if someone killed you, it would get to me. And I'm not a good person, so I'd just kill everyone but Harvey maybe that is enough to turn him into who I think he should be" explained Jack and Scarlett smiled.

"You'd care if I died?" she said and he shrugged grunting slightly before she laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him.

"You're so lovely you know that," she said kissing his scar causing him to cackle again.

After that, he changed and put his make-up on. The goons were back so Scarlett changed into Jester and came down stairs. The Joker had new men and was inspecting them closely. She had to admit, the Joker attracted a certain type of person, and she liked to believe she was different, but when you looked close enough she was just as mad as the rest of them.

There was a fat one the kept muttering about voices but the Joker shooshed him and set about talking to the boys about a new idea. She sat at the top of the steps her long legs stretched out in front of her as she watched it all. A whistle caught her attention and she looked down at a man stood at the foot of the steps. He was one of the new recruits.

"So who are you then, The Joker-E-na" he laughed slightly. Jester stood and jumped down the steps to stand by him, in her boots, she was taller than him and she smirked as she held out a gloved hand.

"Jester," she said he took her hand and shook it.

"You're very pretty for a clown," he said looking at her chest.

"My eyes are up here" she said and he laughed.

"Yes, but I like this bit of you better" he laughed and she growled.

Without much thought her foot launched up and into his crouch with as much force as she could muster. He fell to the floor with scream of pain and cradled his crotch with both hands.

"You fucking bitch!" he shouted and she laughed loudly at him.

She launched herself at him jumping up and down on his pain stricken body, laughing maniacally the whole time. The Joker looked over and smirked as he watched Jester pull a knife from her boot and sit down heavily on the man's chest.

Jester pulled his arm out in front of her, so it was flat on the floor.

"Now really I should kill you for what you did but I feel we may need you, so..." she sang as she began to carve deep letters into his arm, he screamed and began to struggle under her weight but she stayed firm. As he struggled the knife dug in deeper and she cackled.

"The more you struggle the worse it will be" she giggled as she continued to carve the letters into his arm.

When she was finished the man seemed exhausted and she sat back to admire her handiwork. The word 'PERVERT' was carved into his forearm in large bloody letters.

"Well that was fun," she said looking down at the man who had gone very pale.

"Jester" called the Joker and she looked up innocently at him, her emerald eyes big and guiltless. Her eyelashes fluttering.

"Are you playing nicely?" he asked laughing slightly.

"Of course, we're having fun," she said nodding her head and fluttering her eyelashes at The Joker who began to cackle.

"Aren't we?" she prompted to the man she was still sat on but he made no response. She began to bounce until a groaning noise was emitted and she looked back up at the Joker.

"See. Fun" she said and he cackled again.

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