I took a deep breath before booting the door open with a huge grin on my painted face. “Nice of you to drop by Batsy.” I chuckled at the dark figure in the chair. “Although I know you came here to put me back into that trashy cell, but it’s the thought that counts.” Groaning as he lifted his head Batman spotted me and tried to get up but was unable to due to the chains restraining him.

“When I escape from this you’re going back to jail” he muttered, his eyes glinting in the low light. I just laughed hysterically and walked forwards so we were face to face. “So… I’ll just break out again. Remember a cell is nothing for a criminal mastermind like me.”  I said grinning “now enough with the usual banter I have a question for you Mr Bat. Can I call you Mr Bat? You know what never mind it’s not like you have a choice in the matter. Back to the question.” As I said this I walked out of his line of sight and grabbed the things I needed a wash cloth, a video tape and a remote. “What’s the question?” He replied in his deep voice. “Now my dear bat the question is….Do you want to know how I got these scars?” I Growled animal like as I stood under the only light in the room. “Huh what scars all I can see is your disgusting clown make-up.” Batman mumbled. I just grinned, wiped the red smile off of my face and screamed “THESE ONES!”

I heard him let out a gasp as he saw what had been hidden under the painted smile; where a normal human mouth stops mine keeps going. Although not as bad as when it first happened it’s still not a pretty sight which is why I hide it under the blood red smile I’m known for. My mouth stops just below where my bottom jaw is connected to the top but the scars go up to my ears.

I stared at him hard watching his reaction as his eyes trained on my mouth, until his eyes met mine and I grinned and said “still waiting for an answer here Mr. Bat or should I say…… Bruce Wayne!” He let out another gasp but this time instead of horror his eyes were full of shock, anger and another emotion that looked a lot like fear. Good he should be scared. “H… How did you…?” he whispered. “Oh I know A LOT of things about you Bruce but the sad part is you don’t recognize me” I said shaking my head “but why would you? You only care about yourself and how others see you. Don’t you Bruce?”

Fed up with waiting for an answer I pulled his mask off and waved the video tape in his face. “I videotaped the whole thing so let me show you how selfish and cruel you are while you find out about these scars of mine.” I murmured in his ear before inserting the tape into the television in front of him and pressing play on the remote.

*The Video*

“Hi, so welcome to the first video of hopefully many to come in this series. I’m going to video my day while commenting on things, it’s kind of like a video diary I guess.” I glanced at Bruce to see if he recognized my voice but he looked confused so I’m guessing not, although I know he will recognize me once he sees my younger face.

“James get down here now!” “Urgh that’s one of the carers, I hate it here but whatever I won’t be here for long. My best friend and I are going to work hard to earn lots of money to make sure other orphans don’t end up unwanted, unloved or even beaten. I know how it feels to be beaten every day, to be called a liar, called an attention seeker, to have everyone disappointed in you and to be reminded that no-one cares if you live or die. Well except my friend who has always stuck by me, although he doesnt know about me being beaten because he doesnt live here anymore, but anyway I better go and see what that ‘carer’ wants.”

I had watched this many times before so I knew what was about to happen but it didn’t stop me from tearing up so I walked in to the shadows where I knew Bruce wouldn’t see the tears that had begun to trickle down my bleached white face.

“What the fuck took you so long you pathetic piece of crap?” “I…I was just getting dressed, it’s not like I was taking ages on purpose" “whatever you little shit I want you to make yourself and the other miserable creatures some breakfast or are you so worthless that you can’t do anything without crying like the useless little orphan you are?” “Y…you know what? Fuck you! I am not a helpless little child anymore! You can’t boss me around I’m nearly 18 and I have had enough of being treated like some little kid who can’t stand up for himself!” “How dare you speak to me like that? I think you need another lesson on why we carers are better than all you snivelling little wimps!”

I closed my eyes as the sounds of my screams of agony and pain echoed around the dark room. I glanced at Bruce who was now transfixed to the screen a look of horror on his face as the camera was thrown to the floor, hidden inside my jacket. As the tall carer grabbed my 17 year old self by the hair, my face was visible to the camera and now everything was on video. I closed my eyes again as the carer pulled out his belt and tied me to a wooden chair. I didn’t want to watch as the carer burnt, hit, whipped and cut me. Once there was silence I risked a quick look at the screen and almost puked at the sight of my blood drenched form on the floor and the carer standing over me putting his belt back on. My eyes then flickered to Bruce who was looking round the room for me, but I knew there was worse to come. I stayed hidden so he wouldnt see the tears and said in a somewhat shaky voice “ that’s not even the worst of it Bruce, you keep watching and yes that 17 year old is me.”

I watched as the blood soaked teen version of me dragged himself towards the jacket and picked it up. The camera jolted around as the jacket was thrown around my bloodied and bruised shoulders. After cleaning up and changing my shirt I then staggered through the front door and made my way slowly to the wooded area where me and Bruce always used to meet. "Hey James whats... oh my god dude are you OK what happened?" The younger version of Bruce said his face, now visible on the camera, was full of worry and confusion. "It was that new carer I told you about you know the tall one with the blonde hair? Yeah he kinda.... beat me." My voice trailed off at the end as Bruce's worried face turns to disbelief and shock. "Are you sure? I mean he doesn't seem as if he would do that well not to me anyway." "Yeah well that's coz they all love you Brucey boy you're the golden child in their eyes and don't deny it coz you know its true. They all hate me and think I will corrupt you with my 'bad ways' when in fact I'm actually not bad. You are the one who always pursuades me to sneak out with you at night." Teen Bruce's face turned to anger as I said this bitterly and he quickly retorted "Well maybe the reason they 'hate' you is because you rebel against them and to be honest I don't think the new carer beat you. You're just being a drama queen and trying to get attention by playing hard done by. The real reason why you're acting like this is because you're jealous of me you always have been! Plus I only snuck out with you once and you are always back chatting the carers!" "Y...you think i'm lying and I'm jealous? Where has this come from Bruce i thought we were best friends? I mean i know what i just said was kinda harsh but its true. they love you and hate me. also im not lying about them beating me, they dont beat me because i talk back to them, they beat me because im not as good as you! There i said it, you are better than me and the carers want me to be just as good but no matter how hard i try it is never good enough for them. im always shoved into the shadows because i am the failure that no-one wanted. Trust me i have never lied to you! Well once but i had to that time." The camera's speakers picked up on the now racing heartbeat and frantic breathing issuing from my chest while i tried to keep the tears at bay. "yes i do think your a liar! this is the first time i have seen you like this, im pretty sure i would have noticed my best friend being beaten up and i thought we were best friends too but then you started coming out with all this crap.Right now im in a bit of a shitty mood because of you, these lies are starting to really irritate me and when was this 'one lie' you're talking about? huh?.........." there was a massive pause as Bruce waited for me to tell him his face still red from anger "I... I lied when i said that i hate gays!" "What the fuck? why is that such a big deal that you would lie about it you could have just said you dont hate them so why? Come on tell me!..........NOW!" there was another pause while i took a deep breath to calm down before rushing through the sentence. "iliedbecauseimgayandbruceiloveyouandididntwantittobeweirdsoitoldyouihatedgays!" "How the fuck am i supposed to understand that speak slower you're pissing me off right now!" A loud, desperate sigh came from the video as the camera that was trained on young Bruce was suddenly moved; i had taken my jacket off and laid it on the log where we were sitting so you could now see both of us. " I said that i lied because i'm well I'M GAY! THERE I SAID IT BRUCE I'M SORRY BUT I FUCKING LOVE YOU AND I DIDN'T WANT IT TO BE WEIRD!" my form began to shake from suppressed sobs as Bruce just sat there his face hidden in shadow then suddenly "EW get away from me you freak i cant believe you just said that, you repulse me!" Teen Bruce yelled his face full of hate and disgust. "But Bruce I'm sorry p...please don't abandon me like everyone else!" the teen me dropped to his knees and grabbed hold of Bruce while begging him not to walk away and to just forget about what i had said. "get the fuck off of me you weirdo i cant believe i was friends with a faggot like you! You deserve to be abandoned I'm not going to listen to your bullshit excuses and ideas anymore plus i don't want to turn into a gross homo like you!" Bruce shouted "Bruce p... pl...please d... don't walk away from me i don't t..think i would be able to c...cope if i didn't have you. please j...just s..stay." my cracked voice whispered, desperately pleading for Bruce to see reason and stay with me so we could sort things out. "No fuck off, and wipe that look off your face. you should be happy that i didn't beat you up like the carer apparently did which i don't believe. I think you self-harmed and are blaming the carer coz you are attention-seeking! You're a joke and an emo! " "Bruce please..." i whispered one last time but it was too late, he had stormed off leaving teenage me sobbing in the woods alone. After half an hour of this the me in the video sat up and grabbed the hidden camera out of the jacket and said out loud "I don't think i can take this much longer i need an out!"  Glinting in the patchy light a knife is visible in the youths hand "you said to stop being miserable fine i will" i said defiantly before shoving the knife into my mouth and slicing an upward curve on either side. Screams pierced the silence in the dark room and i saw Bruce's face turn pale as the camera filmed me puking blood everywhere. When my now mutilated and bloody face looked up at the camera it was as if my face had been split in half, blood was trickling down from my mouth and all over my chin as my breaths came out in quick ragged bursts.

"Oh my god!" I heard Bruce whisper as younger me passed out in a pool of his own blood. "Yes Bruce you abandoned me when i needed you because i told you i was gay and you called me a lier and told me to be happy you didn't beat me up. Then you left me all alone in the woods, you didn't come back to see what happened I'm pretty sure you legged it as soon as you could." I ranted as i paced out of the shadows and paused the video, my tear streaked face now visible in the dimly lit room. " You wanna know something else 'friend'? Huh? Did you know that i laid in my own blood for 3 hours and no-one came to find me. No-one cared for me back then except you then you walked away when i needed you most. No-one cared for the boy who's parents left him to drown in the river. No-one cared for the kid who's life was made a nightmare even by the adults. No-one has cared for me EVER! I may have thought you did but... I guess i was wrong again. Not a single person has cared or loved me. not then and certainly not now!" I finished panting slightly from the amount i had said. striding behind Bruce's chair i grabbed his longish chocolate brown hair and pulled his head back so his neck was exposed. Lightly i trailed my long, sharp finger nails across his throat, causing a slight scratch and felt him gulp and shudder. A smirk now on my face i let go of his hair and grabbed the remote and fast forwarded it to the correct point. " I hope you know that you're to blame for this next part and that it may be hard to watch. now prepare for the birth of the joker!" i exclaimed. Pressing play i stood behind Bruce and watched the screen as the younger version of me appeared but with a mask on to hide the dis-figuration of my mouth. As the younger version of me held the camera up to the mask my green eyes were just visible and they were full of unshed tears. " so I'm just going to say that this will be the first and last video because i just cant do this anymore. i need to get away from all this pain and misery, so i've decided to end this by jumping off of this building." masked me said and turned the camera to the building i was in front of. The abandoned nuclear waste factory. I fast forwarded it again until i got to the part where i was walking across the rusty and corroded metal walk way above the big vats of nuclear acid. i was tip-toeing across a particularly creaky part when crash! the whole thing broke and i plunged headfirst into a vat full of green acid. The camera's strap caught on the jagged metal of the now broken walkway, so it got a perfect view of what happened next. after 30 seconds of being in the acid i surfaced screaming and somehow managed to climb out. Now balled up on the floor covered in the toxic green liquid teen me began to writhe around while screaming until suddenly they cut off as i fainted from the pain. Deafening silence followed broken only by the sizzling of the acid on my skin. 5 minutes later younger me woke up but where before my skin had been tanned and my hair a darker shade of Bruce's, now my skin was bleached white and my blood matted locks a sinister green colour. The acid had stained my white teeth a rotten looking yellow and my mutilated mouth had now took on a horrid smile. Younger me looked up at the camera and grabbed the blood stained knife from what was left of the jacket pocket. Grinning, teen me flicked his wrist and the knife flew through the air and stabbed into the camera's lens breaking it and ending the video.

"And that is how i got these scars and why i think you're a selfish cowardly nasty piece of work." I spat quickly wiping the tears from my eyes. Walking around the chair to face Bruce i let out a long sigh. "i don't know what to say. i know this wont change anything but I'm sorry i was such a dick to you." Bruce whispered his voice shaky and his face pale. His eyes fixed on a small tear that i hadn't noticed was running down my cheek, but i wiped it away and set my face into the usual grin. "Well you got one thing right, saying sorry doesn't change anything." as i said this i Lent down until our faces where inches away. I looked into his dark eyes and licked my lips anxiously before bursting out with manic laughter. Bruce just looked back with wide eyes and sweat dripping from his forehead while i fell on the floor clutching my stomach still laughing.Suddenly getting up i grabbed one of the chains around him and pulled it so i could drag him and the chair he was chained to with me. When i got to the massive hole in the wall i stopped and looked out. The rundown warehouse i was in had 13 floors and we were on the top floor. I continued to look at the view. "you know its a shame I'm going to blow all this up coz it does look quite nice at night. shame about that big penthouse of yours too although you can afford to have another one built." i stated and looked around to see anger flash in Bruce's eyes. Smirking i carried on "shame you can't buy another girlfriend. Teasing you with her was so fun, the way you ran around like a headless chicken whenever she went missing i just loved it. Although i have to admit the fact that her death wasn't caused by a villain but a normal everyday drunk driver, now hows that for irony. Then her apartment block exploded mysteriously 3 days after, that was amazing to watch, it lit up the sky like a firework and it was definitely nothing to do with me." Turning around i glanced at Bruce who was now shaking with anger, his eyes filled with blood lust. I just cackled crazily and turned back around.With out warning i was grabbed from behind and dragged backwards. I fell to the ground in shock and saw Bruce now free from the chains standing over me with them in his hands. Raising his hand he brought the chains down on my chest i yelped out and then began to laugh non-stop.

i had made the bat lose control.

He might even kill me in this state.

Batman began to kick me in the ribs as i lay on the floor still laughing.Eventually the pain broke through the shock of him losing control and i began to yelp in pain.Coming in for another kick he aimed for my head but i grabbed his ankle and tugged it so he lost his balance. Scrambling to my feet i pulled out my trusty knife and leapt at Batman but i was knocked backwards by a punch to the face.Nose dripping blood i grinned and leapt again managing to get him in the shoulder.Batman threw me off and pulled the knife out of his shoulder, throwing it across the room. Unarmed i went for a punch but he caught my wrist and pulled me forwards so he could grab my shirt. When he had a hold of my shirt he shoved me against a wall harshly so i hit my head and pinned me there with his face right in front of mine. I Smirked and sung " Batsy, Batsy, Batsy let his girlfriend die and then proceeded to cry and cry and cry. Batsy, Batsy, Batsy was then captured by the joker who was cunning and smart who then taunted him about his broken heart." Batman let go of my collar but caught me by surprise as his strong fingers wrapped around my throat. Gasping for air but still smiling i looked at batman who tightened his grip. The rage and hate in his eyes told me that he had lost control. i started to see black spots in front of my eyes and my whole body had gone limp meaning i was held up against the wall by my throat.I saw him beginning to come back to his senses but i didn't care, besides the damage was done. i began to feel faint but i managed to gurgle out "well done Batman you have won and now i can die happy knowing i made you lose control and break your golden rule." With that my eyes rolled back into my head. As i slipped into unconsciousness i felt him release me but it was too late i was lost to the darkness.

It was strange I could see him shaking my lifeless body frantically yelling my name. Was i dead? i thought, but suddenly a rushing noise filled my ears and as i looked at Bruce i saw him doing CPR on my battered body. i was being sucked back to reality.

Opening my eyes i began to choke and cough. "shh its OK I'm so sorry joker I'm sorry." whispered Batman soothingly. My eyes flickered up to his but before i could reply i began to choke on something. Coughing it up i saw a large amount of blood in my hands. i just stared at it in shock with Batman rubbing my back. Sniffing i began to hyperventilate and started rocking back and forth, blood trickling out of the corner of my mouth. Without warning tears began to drip down my blood smeared face until i let out a loud howl of misery and began sobbing into my blood covered hands.I heard the Batman gasp in shock but i didn't care, i just sat there as sobs shook my whole body.Then i felt myself being hugged. Peeking out from my hands i saw Batman's strong arms around me. i didn't pull away i just leant into him and pressed my face into his muscular chest.We sat there for about an hour until i calmed down.Still shaking i whispered out " Why didn't you let me die? i was ready to go, looking forward to it even. I'm the most hated person in Gotham and when you finally had a chance to get rid of me you saved me. Did you do it just to torture me? I don't understand." Pulling away from him i attempted to stand up but due to lack of oxygen i got dizzy and stumbled into the wall that moments ago batman had me pinned up against. Leaning on it i looked at batman who was still on his knees, his unmasked face full of confusion and worry. i cleared my throat which still felt raw and painful. " i said why did you save me?" as i asked this again my voice became stronger and less shaky.I stood up fully now, only slightly light headed. " I couldn't let you die because i don't want... your blood on my hands. i don't want to become a murderer!" Batman exclaimed standing up and walking over to me.

"ehehehehehe well sorry to break it to you but you were a murderer there for a sec. aha.ahahaha. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" i began to laugh hysterically at the thought of everyone knowing the batman lost control.Then i remembered something i was supposed to do. Grinning wildly i walked over to the table where the remote for the TV was now laying. " lets play a little game batsy! if you win i go back to Arkyum but if i win... lets just say Christmas will come early!" I said in a sing song voice. "it depends what the game is joker." muttered batman who had found his mask and put it back on. "Oh its just a little game of truths. silly i know but humour me would you?" i said grinning like a Cheshire cat and licking my lips excitedly." i suppose there's not much harm in it..." batman muttered mostly to himself. "talking to yourself is the first sign of madness or so they say batsy!" i cackled, keeping my toxic green eyes on the masked man in front of me "you talk to yourself all the time so you have no room to talk." he retorted but i continued to grin and said "ah but I'm not talking to myself batsy."

Smiling i listened to the voices in my head cackling. i had blocked them out all the while i was talking with batman but now i let them have free reign. little bits of what they said jumped out at me. kill him. kiss him. make him snap.make him cry. say sorry. hug him. stab him. surrender! but the loudest thing of all was the constant laughter that drowned out any other suggestions.

"so... are we going to play?" Batman's deep voice said causing me to snap out of it. "what oh yes of course. Wanna go first batsy?" i said my green eyes glinting with insanity "OK er... why did you want to die earlier?" he said quietly. i sat there in shock before my grin returned and i replied " because batsy i had had enough of the voices and the pain." his mask hid his face but his eyes were filled with shock. "my turn!" i sang cheerily "what did it feel like when you were choking the life out of me?" i heard a sharp intake of breath as i said this but continued to stare at him with my huge smile. "i... it was horrible." he mumbled "ah ah batsy this is truths you cant lie to me tell me how it really felt" i said happily "OK fine it felt amazing! it was the best feeling ever to know i was about to kill the biggest threat to Gotham!" he yelled, his chest moving up and down rapidly as he tried to calm down. "ahahaha batsy I'm flattered you think I'm the biggest threat to Gotham." i said batting my eyelids at him. "your turn!" "why are you so mental?" he said bitterly. i giggled then let out an enormous cackle " i thought you knew! i went batty coz of you batsy! and of course all that lovely toxic green acid that i fell in!"I gasped out between laughs. "my question is what thoughts ran threw your mind when you watched the video earlier?" i panted still laughing. " well mostly i felt guilt and shock. then i felt frustration and hate towards myself. then pity when you fell into the acid." he replied calmer than when he previously spoke. "what reason did you capture me for other than to show me the video?" i sat there on the edge of the table thinking and finally replied "so i could see if i could make you kill me. now my next question is probably the hardest one to answer." i stood up and walked over to batman, red paint in my hand.i applied it carefully, leant over till i was inches away from batman and whispered "Why. So. Serious?" with that i lent forward and slammed my lips into his before quickly dancing off into the shadows cackling with glee. i watched, hidden as batman stood there in shock tracing his paint smeared lips with a finger thoughtfully. still giggling i crept forwards  and tapped him on the shoulder "oh batsy still waiting for an answer here!!!" i managed to get out before erupting with laughter which was silenced almost immediately as batman grabbed me by the shirt and pushed me backwards. instead of a wall i fell into the cold night air. i had been pushed out of the hole in the wall, the only thing stopping me from falling was Batman's grip on my clothes and a bit of scaffolding that was wiggling violently in the wind. "why did you just kiss me?" batman shouted in my face " ah ah ah you have to answer my question first batty batsy!" I whispered with my signature grin on my face. " i have had enough of this game joker. WHY did you kiss me?!" he practically screamed. i sighed before saying " oh i was having fun with our little game." frustrated he let go of me and threw his hands up. Not expecting this i fell backwards and landed on the creaky scaffolding. i burst out laughing at Batman's shocked face as the scaffolding began to shift dangerously beneath me. "how can you laugh your going to die quick get back over here!" he yelled panicking. I just shook my head, cackling and replied " but i want to die." as i said that the scaffolding collapsed and i began to fall through the air, the wind blowing my matted green hair behind me as i plummeted head first, still laughing. The ground was getting closer and closer until something wrapped around my waist and stopped me. i was slowly lifted back up by none other than the man who had earlier practically thrown me to my death. when we were both inside the warehouse again batman said "what is wrong with you? and please answer seriously." 

i looked at him as if to ask him if he was crazy by telling me to be serious but sighed and said " fine i have severe schizophrenia,I'm majorly bipolar, I have every kind of personality disorder there is and to top all this off i...fell in *cough* i mean i feel like i used to in the old days except more insane." i crossed my fingers secretly hoping he hadn't noticed my slip up. "i... i didn't know that you had all that although i knew you were mental." he replied. suddenly i felt extremely angry. how dare he call me mental? "I AM NOT MENTAL!" I screamed then burst out laughing at the shock and fear on his face. then i turned around and began to skip to the hole in the wall where i stopped and glanced round at batman. "well bye bye batsy!" I said merrily before pretending to jump, but secretly hanging onto a ledge and quickly pulling myself up to the roof. "no!" i heard batman shout as i tried to keep silent. it was proving rather difficult as i heard him yell "fuck!" and punch a wall causing him to yelp in pain. unable to keep it in i burst out laughing and began to roll around. "what the...? joker you piece of shit i thought you were dead!" batman screamed as he appeared on the roof gritting his teeth in anger. i couldn't reply though because i was still rolling around laughing my head off. "joker stop laughing!" he exclaimed as he strode towards me and raised his fist. i stopped laughing and looked at him wiping tears of mirth from my eyes "go on do it! i dare you. hit me! go on hit me. i want you to do it. i want you to hit me!" i muttered but loud enough for him to hear. he dropped his fist so i smirked and stood up before saying "you coward! you cant even hit me anymore? has the fact that i anger you, oh so easily, scared you? did it scare you that I almost made you break your one rule? is this how its going to be now?" before he could respond i balled my hands into fists and punched him right in the nose, resulting in a satisfying crack that echoed through the night air. he acted fast and immediately had a hold of my shirt. "you piece of filth!" he shouted before shaking me, so i hit my head on a pole of scaffolding that was somehow still standing. i managed to kick him in the top of the thigh so he released me. "come on batsy show me what you've got!" i yelled before he ran at me. i dodged and then had to duck as he threw a loose metal pole in my direction. not paying attention to where i was going I slipped and fell off the roof but this time i grabbed the edge and hung on. i didn't want to die just yet, i had decided i would see how far i could push the batman before he killed me himself."batsy help me... please." i gasped as my gloved hands began to slip. batman stood over me, anger still on his face. looking up pleadingly, i struggled to keep my grip. "Bruce.... please. help me" i whispered one last time and then my hands slipped. but suddenly Batman's hands had grabbed my wrists, so now he was holding me dangling off of the edge of the building." i really don't know what to do with you." he started as he looked down at me. "first you want to kill me, then you want to die, then you kiss me, then you don't want to die and now you're even pleading with me!" he stopped to take a breath "what do you want?" he muttered the last bit looking into my eyes. "i..." i tried to speak, but what did i want? i didn't know why i was doing any of it. i just do what pops into my mind. "i don't know" i finally mumbled.

sighing batman lifted me back onto the roof and pushed me to the floor before i could do anything. "I'm taking you back to Arkyhum and that's final. you need to take your medication."he stated determinedly. i felt annoyance wash over me, i don't want some stupid meds that will make me more normal I'm fine with how i am. the voices keep me company and they are all i need! I thought all this as i was dragged to my feet. i quickly turned and ran to the edge of the building and climbed down to the hole in the wall. Slipping inside i darted into the shadows and searched frantically for my knife. i had just found it when i heard batman say "you can come willingly or i will just have to knock you out!" i chuckled and grabbed the knife, before launching myself at batman. he punched me in the face and broke my nose but i didn't care. the pain made me giddy it was almost pleasurable. i swung at batman with my fist and managed to daze him. i pushed him to the floor while he was still slightly dizzy. Yanking out my knife i pounced on batman and we began to wrestle with it. "Give up joker you know justice always wins!" he growled i just cackled and continued to force the knife closer to his face. Without warning he grabbed the knife from my hand and flung it across the room, sending it clattering. he elbowed me in the face which made me fall backwards. he sat up and did something i never would have thought, he, the dark night, Bruce Wayne, would ever! do. He kissed me. i sat there shocked. i looked at him confused, my eyes wide.it was just a small peck on the lips but it sent a wave of fire over my body. And i liked it. Suddenly i leant forward and crushed our lips together. he froze for a second before he began to move his lips in sync with mine. he bit down slightly on my bottom lip and as i opened my mouth in shock he slipped his tongue inside. i responded by exploring his mouth with my own tongue. one of his hands was running through my tangled green hair whereas the other was in the small of my back pulling me closer. an arm around his neck and the other one on the back of his head i felt his tongue trace my scars from inside. i closed my eyes at the tingling sensation that radiated from it. It was pure bliss.

Pulling away for air we both looked at each other with wide eyes and racing heart-beats. I sat staring at him, gasping for breath. He stood up, so i did the same and then he pushed me backwards to the wall.this time though when he pinned me to the wall he kissed and sucked on my bruised neck, sending warm shivers down my spine. we started kissing again but broke away after only a few seconds as i remembered my broken nose. i pushed him off of me and lifted my hands to realign my nose, i don't want it to set wonky. i saw confusion in Bruce's dark eyes but when he saw me sorting my nose out it quickly turned to guilt and sympathy. I smirked as more blood dribbled out of my nose. "guess it was payback for me punching you earlier" i whispered, my voice cracking slightly. He just looked at me and muttered "pain doesnt seem to bother you much." i let out a cackle "no it doesn't in fact i love it. the rush i get from every punch and kick, the shudder of pleasure i feel from each broken bone.call me strange but its the only thing that makes everything seem real" as i said this i saw a glint in his eyes. i was sent sprawling to the floor as he shoved me. i looked up at him, excitedly licking my lips and grinned. he walked towards me, grabbed my arms and began to drag me towards the chair but i had other ideas. i shook free and clambered to my feet. he looked round confused and ducked just in time, as my fist flew through the air, where his face had just been. Suddenly we were kicking and punching each other again as if the kisses never happened. i smirked at batman before giggling out " oh Brucey!" shocked by the use of his real name Bruce looked at me, only to be shoved back into the chair he had started out in. i quickly grabbed the chains and made sure he was tied properly, before letting out my cackling laughter. " trapped again are you?" i said tauntingly before walking behind him and whispering in his ear breathily "seems like one of us is always in chains or ropes when we meet." before i pulled away i lightly licked his ear, causing him to gasp. I walked around to face him and rested my hands on either side of his face. i brought our faces closer until we were nearly touching. i lent forwards and brushed my tongue across Bruce's rough lips. he shuddered involuntary and threw his head back. i moved forwards and began to trail kisses up and down his neck. When i pulled back i realized what we were doing. part of me wanted to keep kissing him, part of me wanted to just snap his neck right now while i had the chance but another much larger part of me wanted to let him go so he could take me back to Arkyum asylum and have this start all over again.

Walking away into the shadows i called out to him "well this was fun, unexpected but hey what can i say, i have that effect on people." i pretended to leave but secretly watched him struggling free of the restraints. When he took off his mask i was pleased to see his face flushed a deep scarlet colour. He glanced around before saying to himself "what the fuck just happened?" Giggling silently i crept out into the dark night and began to jump across the roof tops of Gotham. As i made it to a few blocks from Arkyum i stopped and turned around to see if he was following me. Unable to see him i sat on the roof and began to hum softly to myself.

Bored i grabbed some weapons from one of the various secret stashes i have hidden around the city that no-one but me knows about. I casually strolled into the bank and threw a couple of my laughing gas grenades at the people behind the counter. Managing to break into the main vault i began to paint my big smile onto the wall, using the blood from the vault guards who lay with smiles carved into their faces.My time was slowly running out as i heard commotion from the room i had just been in and Nightwing burst in. 

"Joker this is disgusting you are going back to Arkyum where you belong, but if you don't want to do that i could arrange for you to have a little sleep. Permanently!" He growled ferociously and began to stalk towards me."Well hello there former Robin" i said full of glee as he snarled at the old name " I have to say it is still funny to see you on your own, you hardly look that menacing, after all you are just a young boy that batman took pity on, then when you got too blood thirsty and vengeful he kicked you to the curb! batman doesn't need you, he is actually better alone because that means no-one to have to rescue the whole time. It also didn't help that your cousin from out of town got drunk and killed his girlfriend in a car crash." as i said all this i backed up to a secret door that i knew of and put my hand against it ready to go if i needed to. "th...that's not true!" he said but the doubt clouding his eyes said otherwise. "oh really well lets just say i had a little chat to batman, you know the usual 'joker you need to go back to Arkyum' stuff but when I commented on his girlfriend he began to get angry, not at me but you because if you had drove you cousin home after that party, then they would both still be alive. The thing is your cousin actually asked you if you could drive him back from the party but you said no you had stuff to do" I stated this with an evil glint in my eye as Nightwings face began to fill with regret and guilt. As he got lost in thought i managed to creep up and punch him in the face. dazing him slightly. Caught off guard he stumbled to the floor and i instantly tied him to the door of the vault with the guards belts. "you ass-hole!" he hissed "I'm going to fucking murder you!"as he struggled i cackled,walked up to him and said "you wont be able to if you're dead." then i pulled out a couple of timed explosives, stuck one in his mouth and stuck the other one behind him where he couldn't reach it. " Bye bye Robin, tell my dad that i hate him for me when you get to hell would you?" i cackled cockily before beginning to walk out of the secret door.

"Where do you think you're going joker!" yelled a deep voice and suddenly i was sent flying backwards into the vault. Blood trickling from my mouth i grinned and said "ah batman about time you turned up i thought you were a bit too tied up for a minute there." Batman stormed into the room and glared at me while i stood up and and grinned. "Joker disarm them things now or i will have to make you!" he grunted as he took a step forwards. " oh im so scared, batsy is acting all threatening, whats he going to do?" i laughed and pulled out a pistol. "Joker im warning you disarm them. NOW!" He yelled. I could practically feel the anger radiating off of him but instead of scaring me like it does with everyone else it just made me laugh. i stood there laughing my head off then suddenly stopped so it grew eerily quiet except for the beeping of the timers. I lifted the gun up and pointed it at nightwing. "do you want me to shoot him?" i asked quietly Batman stiffened and shook his head no."OK fine i guess i will shoot myself then yes?" As i said this and pressed the gun to my head i saw shock pass over nightwings face. Batman just stood there staring at me silently thinking. He tried to step forwards and stop me but i stepped backwards and clicked the saftey off. "Take one more step and i will do it anyway!" i squealed in a high pitch voice, nervously licking my scars. "joker , what the fuck is wrong with you?" muttered Nightwing curiously. i glanced at him for a second but ignored his question. "You wouldn't do it." muttered batman "you just bluffing." i looked at him in disbelief. He thinks im joking? fine. "bluffing am i?" i whispered loud enough for them both to hear. i then repositioned the gun in my mouth, shut my eyes and as a single tear escaped from my eye i pulled the trigger. but instead of the loud bang i was expecting all i heard was the dull click that indicated i had no ammo. I opened my eyes and took the gun out of my mouth and stared at it in confusion. I hurled it at the wall and fell to the floor and began to rock back and forth, hugging my knees with silent tears streaming down my face. I heard batman untie Nightwing but i just sat there looking at the floor blankly. Why does it fail everytime i try to kill myself? i thought. I jumped as a hand rested on one of my arms. When i looked up i saw nightwing bending down to my level with confusion in his eyes. i glanced at batman and saw him staring at me with an emotion i couldnt read. I crawled over to where the empty gun was and rested against the wall with it in my hand. I looked at it, pointed it at myself and squeezed the trigger again but was still greeted with the clicking noise. i did this a few more times before i began to laugh hysterically. Nightwing stood next to batman with a scared expression on his face as he watched me repeatedly pull the trigger while laughing. my laughter continued for a while longer until i finally fell silent. Then i spotted something laying near one of the dead guards; another pistol. I shifted my foot so i could kick it closer and as soon as nightwing started to speak to batman, who was looking out the door to check on everyone i had gased, i grabbed it and pointed it at the floor in front of me to test if it had ammo.i pulled the trigger and a loud bang echoed around the vault causing batman and nightwing to jump and turn around. I checked the ammo clip, it had 2 bullets left. I stood up again and pointed it at myself, while they exchanged worried glances. I shut my eyes again and put it in my mouth and just as i was about to pull the trigger, i reopened my eyes. i heard a voice calling me. i looked around but saw nothing. All i could see was the past tortures i had had to endure from all the adults when i was younger as if they were pasted to my eyes. Then i heard it again. a voice calling my name. my real name. My eyes widened in slight fear as they flit around, desparately searching for the source.My eyes locked onto the owner of the voice as he said it again

"James. please stop." he whispered, his blue eyes filled with regret and sorrow as he continued. "i'm sorry Jay i really am. please forgive me... I ... I love you." i let out gasp at the last words, dropping the gun from my now shaking hand and before i could register what was happening, a loud bang rang out everything began to fade into blackness. everything except them peircing blue eyes.

 IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE!!!

This was going to be a oneshot but i decided i had too many ideas for this story so its going to be a short story (probably only 3-4 chapters) it wont be longer than 10 i can promise you that.