"Do you know how hard it is to lie to this doctor and make her believe every single story that I make up?"

"Well, Joker. You did it before and it worked so well you've got a baby on its way." Bruce's voice came out with a tone of sarcasm and mockery. J rolled his eyes and gritted his shiny teeth as he shut down the gadget and pulled it back into his pocket, looking around to make sure no one was listening.

A few minutes later, he was dragged to the interview room for his next session, arriving before his doctor. Annoyed by her unpunctuality he sighed and played with his ring, his handcuffed hands over the desk lazily.

A minute passed when a young girl, probably in her twenties, entered the room and walked pass him as if the intimidating man wasn't even there. She looked around the room, up to the ceiling when she grinned, apparently finding what she was looking for. Joker frowned when he found her oddly familiar. Her short messy brown hair was covered by a beanie, tattoos adorned her left arm almost completely, her chosen outfit made obvious her love for heavy metal. She was pretty, boyish, but pretty.

"Back again, Mistah Joker." the girl said as she chewed her bubblegum and climbed on a chair so she could reach one of the security cameras.

"And you are–?" mumbled J, slightly annoyed by her presence and irreverence. "Do I know you?"

The girl giggled and jumped down from the chair after pressing some buttons and fumbling around with the recording item. "Of course you don't know me! But everybody knows ya obviously."

The girl approached him and smirked, placing her hands on her hips and making her look like a female version of Peter Pan. "I'm Jessie. I work for security and informatics."

"And you're talking to me because–"

"Man! You're the Joker!" said Jessie with a bright tone in her voice, sitting across the table, her body leaning forward as if to have a closer look of the famous clown. "Though I must confess you don't look scary at all. I was expecting you trying to bite my face but you seem like a normal person. Pale as fuck and with funny hair, but normal."

J laughed and shook his head. Kids these days. "It's because I'm on my meds. Otherwise you would be dead by now." he lied.

"I don't think so." the girl folded her arms against her chest, watching him with a hint of irony, "Is it true you work for Batman now? Is your girlfriend alive?"

"And what makes you think I'm going to share information with you, midget."

"Cause I might be your way outta here." Jessie winked and got up at the sound of people approaching. "See ya, Mistah Clown."

With that she left the room, leaving the Joker oddly confused. He didn't need a way out, he needed to stay.

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"You know, falling in love is the worst thing you can possibly do, clown." Daemon's voice annoyed J more than any other sound in the entire world and to his dismay, he had to listen to his nerve wrecking midnight –and unwanted– speeches. "Take yourself as an example. A handsome man, married to a lovely woman, meant to live happily ever after and next thing you fall to some chemicals, get ugly as fuck and your wife runs away with your fake child. Damn. Then you go and marry another lady and your new best friend steals her from you."

"Well next time you feel like telling stories, Daemon, turn around and speak to your ass. If you can reach it, that is, though I think you actually do and probably have a great time smelling it." said J tiredly, his arm covering the light from his swollen eyes, "Now please shut your hole because I'm trying to get some sleep."

"Well you sure need some sleep since you keep talking to that thing hidden in your pocket." Daemon pressed his face against the glass and grinned when J turned finally turned his attention to him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." the Joker mumbled, his eyes immediately looking for the sleeping guard that sat outside their cells, oblivious of the situation.

"I know you're here to keep an eye on me but let me tell you something, Joker. It's not gonna work. So if you want to go back to your bitch, I suggest you join me instead of trying to kill my sorry ass every fucking time we meet." Daemon hissed as he focused his gaze on the ceiling.

"Oh sure! Let's be partners in crime and eat s'mores and chocolate cookies while we create havoc around Gotham with that ridiculous arm of yours!"

The Captain smirked as he raised his hand and to J's surprise Daemon's cell was suddenly opened. The sleeping guard didn't have time to tell the tale since he was killed by the bulky man before he could wake up, his neck broken like a toothpick.

"You can leave this place walking or in a coffin, clown. Make your choice." Joker watched wide eyed as Daemon opened his cell with the dead man's security card. The clown groaned and left the cell with the man that had caused him nothing but headaches.

It was suspicious, even for J, that they managed to leave the Asylum without any problems, the doors opening at Daemon's will, like the security had been totally hacked. His heart rate quickened as they finally reached the exit from the back, the smell of the ocean hitting their face.

Joker watched Daemon as he fastened his mechanical arm back in place and waited patiently for Batman to arrive, as he had sent him a sign secretly while they escaped the asylum. He knew that without weapons there was a huge disadvantage on his side.

"Yknow, I've always liked you J. You helped me leave this place once now I'm returning the favor." Daemon grinned and approached the green haired man in a friendly manner, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. "I hope you now realize that we should be allies, not enemies. After all, the Bat left you all alone here to rot so he could take what's his."

J pulled away harshly and narrowed his eyes, considering the Captain's words. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Daemon laughed and walked teasingly close to the cliff, kicking some stones out of his way. "You can't be so naive, after all that's happened to your pathetic existence. It's obvious that nasty fetus growing inside your crazy little blonde is not yours! That's why he locked you back in Arkham, to get rid of you!"

"Shut up." said J, trying to remain calm.

"Own it, Joker! You are nothing now! Your Harley Quinn was leaving you just like Jeannie did. You are nothing and that little bitch knew that! Why don't you take me where they are and we kill them, together! And you get to stab that growing little bastard before it's born."

Those words were enough for J to lose it completely and without thinking, he tackled Daemon to the ground, his anger being the needed fuel to punch him until his face was bleeding.

The Captain's huge hand reached J's neck, his fingers wrapped dangerously around his neck. It was just when Joker's face was turning a shade of blue that a familiar sound echoed around them and a Batarang stabbed Daemon's arm.

J got on his feet, out of breath but ready to strike when the Captain aimed his mechanical arm at him, shooting him on the shoulder. With a swift move, the clown threw himself at Daemon once more, the two struggling near the cliff as Batman watched them careful not to make the wrong move.

"Your last words, Joker? I'm listening." he groaned, pressing his gun against J's stomach.

The clown turned his gaze back at Batman, a pleading look in his eyes as he quickly reached for the Batarang that pierced Daemon's arm.

"Joke's on you, Captain Hook. Yo-ho!" The Joker stabbed Daemon under the chin, killing him instantly.

But to Bruce's shock, his former clown enemy fell off the cliff and disappeared from his sigh, unable to save him.

•••

Noooo! Mistah J!
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Again, the struggle was real guys. Writing action scenes isn't one of my strengths but I hope you liked this chapter.

I've decided to continue this book! However it will be "divided" in two parts. I also want to let you know that my dear purple_lambo_lover will be writing this book along with me! Welcome aboard, honey!

Tell me what you think of this chapter! I promise I won't leave you with this cliffhanger, I'll try to update asap.

Love you all, clown babies!