Requeim For A Joker

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Hello Everyone this is my first Joker fic, I've wrote on here before ages ago so I hope you all will enjoy this. Love Reviews!

She walked alone after the concert let out in Gotham putting her devil horn hoodie on, it was a cold night her breath still ragged in pants from moshing and jumping up and down from the concert. Her many chains and straps from her baggy tripps jingled. The city seemed too quiet, even for her ringing ears, but the events followed would make her wish the city stayed quiet.

She was on her way to her car when a few blocks before her, a small building blew up, the blast sending shrapnel towards her and sending her on her knees making her cover her face. She stood up from the aftershock, squinting through her heavy khol-lined eyes and sighed. Joker was at it again. Her car better not have been in that mess. She rushed towards the fire and smoke, not caring as the cop cars flew past her, not noticing some seemingly to follow her. She looked up to the sky to see if the Bat signal was there, not yet. She wondered where the Joker could be, if the building blew up next to her he had something up his sleeve, but as he proclaimed, he had no plans. People rushed past her panicking, but she was unfazed by this. Honestly she just wanted to see if her '67 GTO was ok. If it was in ashes she was personally gonna kick Joker in the balls.

Ash flew around her mixed with ember and debris she was almost to her car when a cop car put its light on by her and said on the loud speaker "Stop and put your hands behind your back!!"
-What the Hell!- she was innocent so she kept running. Maybe they weren’t talking to her? Maybe they found one of Jokers henchmen...wait he kills them usualy. She glanced back, it was the cop cars that had been following her. She didn't do anything what the hell was this!? She shook her horned hoodied head, this was ridiculous. She obeyed and turned around, squinting against the spotlight shining on her. The situation wasn't new to her, but she hadn't done anything for year or so, this had to be profiling or harassment.

The cops walked slowly towards her talking to each other as she just stood there still a bit bewildered. Didn't they have better things to do like figure out why the building was burning?

"What’ve we got here Doug?"

“I dunno, Alex, looks like one of those hoodlum Goths. They've been setting off mock fires of small buildings makin’ us think it’s the Joker."

Oh so this was guilty by association time she thought.

"Put your hands down show us some ID, kid."

She grumbled and pulled out her chained wallet showing them her driver’s license. "There, happy?" she snapped.

"Not yet."

"Run it through, Doug."

Oh great, this was harassment.

She just glared at "Alex”.

"Those hurt?" he asked, referring to her 3 eyebrow piercings, nose and lip piercing

"No." she said quickly, she didn't like authority

"We got one. She hasn't been in action for year, but she’s got a list.
Stolen Vehicle, Domestic Disturbance, Possession of a Concealed Weapon, etc. Intoxicated in a Public Place.”

She laughed at the last one, for the record her punk ass boyfriend at the time was a pansy and called the cops when she punched the living shit out of him when he threw her up against the wall.

"Come On, Miss Amanda M Wolf, lets go in the car."

"WHAT!!! I didn't do shit!!!!" she yelled in protest and her temper overcame her and shoved the cop.

"You did now, Assaulting an Officer." said Doug, his chubby cheeks and disgusting cheesy mustache forming a sick grin.

She was pushed roughly in the cop car and they pulled away onto the police station, but the route changed this wasn't the way to the Police station. She was familiar with the route since she’d spent a few nights in jail before. These cops were crooked and she knew it, throwing a fit when she heard them mention "Fun” “Young” and “Good night". She knew what they were up to, she’d heard about cops doing this sort of thing, and watched too many movies as well.

Her anger grew.

"You SICK FUCKS!!" she then started kicking the back of their seats with all her might, denting in the cage barrier with her force. The cop car swerved, but Doug gained control and Alex turned around laughing at her.

"Looks like we got a feisty one, Doug. SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!"

She glared at him and kicked the window in the backseat hoping it would give in. It started cracking and it must not have been bulletproof her chuck taylors went through the window cutting her leg up some, but she didn't care.

"She kicked in the window! She’s psycho man! Pull over!!" Alex yelled to Doug.

Doug was having a hard enough time with Alex yelling and Amanda doing damage to the car.

Amanda then reached out of the broken window and unlocked the door, it swung open. Damn this was gonna hurt, but she was going to be damned if some crooked cops were gonna rape her. She closed her heavy lined eyes and flung herself out of the cop car and rolled violently out of it getting beat and cut from the impact God she was goign to hurt tomorrow.

"She jumped out! She jumped out! Crazy bitch!!”

The cop car screeched to a halt and the crooked cops got out, running to where Amanda was laying still. A bit dazed from the violent tumble she saw them and took off, her body screaming in pain as she ran.

-As this was happening-

The Joker decided to have some fun that night, baiting ol Batsy, more people would die, as he didn't reveal himself yet again. He had a building by a concert hall rigged up to explode at 2 am. Silly Gotham, thinking it was a safe night tucked in their little beds.

He watched from afar, 3..2..1. An ominous boom echoed and he cackled as he saw it go up in flames. Some people ran around on fire and some ran screaming for their lives. He was recording this all to show The Bat, when he spotted two cops following a girl of the gothic culture he’d seen wondering about through his viewfinder. He kept filming it HAHA oh this was too good, it seemed as though they were harassing the girl, more things to show Batsy and the lovely commissioner Gordon. He stopped the recording and didn't catch her pushing the cop and being shoved into the car. He went on tending to the chaos, destruction and anarchy he would create again in the City.

After many buildings burned and more innocent people were killed in order for The Bat to come out that night, and an epic fight yet again Joker managed to escape Batman. As usual, Batman refused to kill him and as always Joker managed to escape with mindgames, fighting skill and wits. Joker blew up the small building by the concert hall to tape it and make the police think it was a mock fire like these kids had been setting off. Small buildings were so amateur for his taste right now, but it was a good distraction for what he did tonight. He walked back towards his handiwork, his thirst for chaos still not satisfied, cops would probably still be there investigating the fire, with curious onlookers.

He went through the back alleyways a good distance away from the scene of the crime he committed to come up from behind and do a surprise attack. He was walking through each alleyway until he noticed a cop car parked in one of them. He grinned, this looked promising. Then he noticed two cops chasing somebody, amused as the fat one tried to run with his fat gut bouncing with every pitiful hurried step he took. This night just got better.

She ran and ran, gritting her teeth and cursing as she saw the cops catch up to her and she saw what she really did not want to see, a dead in the alleyway, but one small hope glimmered, there was a ladder up to an apartment. This was the old part of town, desolate, most buildings abandoned and run down, which was why the cops dragged her here, no witnesses. With that she jumped up the ladder to climb up it, her heart racing and beating hard against her chest. She thought she would get away from them, but then a hand grabbed and squeezed her injured leg, causing her to yell out in pain. Alex grabbed her bleeding leg, and then her studded belt, and pulled her off from the ladder throwing her on the ground with a hard thud.

Amanda briefly saw white as her head hit the concrete as the more athletic cop Alex threw her to the ground. She shook her head, but when her mind cleared, she realized she was pressed up against the brick wall with Alex holding the collar of her hoodie.

"You are really trying my patience now. You and your kind are nothing, but dirt. All you guys do is cause trouble, and we're gonna teach you a lesson."

This fueled her anger, she hated being shot down, she hated cops, and she definitely hated being beat around by sick, sadistic cops.

Alex cursed in anger and let her go as she spit in his face then yelled as his solar plexus was hit with a powerful jump double kick that sent him stumbling a few inches back.

"I guess it didn't say in my record I got bigger balls than you guys, did it?"

Amanda knew how to fight. She’d taken martial arts and wrestled. She just didn't show it off.

She went to run, but Doug’s fat fingers grabbed her hood. She struggled, but the guy outweighed her too much. He had her in a bear hug and she started to panic a little as Alex came back, wiping off her spit. Her face suddenly stung hard as he slapped her makign her face go tothe other side.

"Bitch, now its time to teach you a lesson." he started undoing his belt and Amanda's heart started to race, she fought back the fearful tears trying to come to her eyes.

She had one last chance. She reeled her head back to headbutt Doug and heard his teeth chomp together and yell as he bit his tongue, and kneed Alex hard in the groin.

She had it. She was angry. She had no reason left in her. Rapists were not tolerated in her eyes. She pulled out her switchblade. It made a click and Doug looked up to see her hovering over Alex with a switchblade, but it was too late. He heard the guttural sounds of blood coming form Alex's jugular. He pulled his pistol, but he was too slow. She caught his hand with a skilled twist, breaking his arm and wrist. He screamed in agony as she twisted his broken arm behind his back, making him go down on his knees with him screaming, and with a slice his scream stopped as her switchblade slid across his neck.

"Fuckers."

She knew she had to run. She’d never killed anyone, just beat the crap out of people, but she wasn't going to be raped by these guys. If anything they deserved it, but she was scared herself, blood covered her. She quickly shrugged her hoodie off, tossing it in a dumpster. Her adrenaline was pumping too much to make her feel the cold. She started to run. Her head hurt, her leg was still bleeding with glass still embedded in it. She didn't know where she was going to run to.

The Joker watched the two cops he saw earlier, he knew this place. He knew their plan, but did he care? Not really. So he went on his way to scout out the place, but when he heard a man scream he raised a painted brow. He would never admit, but that sparked his curiosity. He backed up, walking backwards to see the girl spit in the cop’s face and kick him. The kick was well aimed, like she knew what she was doing. He shrugged and was about to go on his merry way until he saw steel flicker in the moonlight. She had a swtichblade, and not just a switchblade, one exactly like his.

He licked his lips and tilted his head, some of his green hair falling into his face. He decided to watch. If he got bored he'd have some fun.

He smiled evilly as he heard the blood spill from the cop’s neck, a lovely familiar sound to him and then saw the girl break the cop’s arm. She was quick, real quick. Perhaps she’d taken some form of martial arts, her style screamed it. She then slit the other cop’s throat. Now she seemed afraid then, ooh fear. Her scared form started running his way, and he decided to have some fun.

Amanda ran back down the alleyway hoping she could remember the way back home, her mind was starting to get fuzzy from the knock on the head. As she headed out she heard it, a giddy cackle it seemed to be coming from everywhere as it echoed off the bulidings. She stopped dead in her tracks, and then took a step back.

HEHEHAHAHA!!

She spun her head. It was closer. She took a deep breath, and she thought her night couldn't get any worse.

She backed up more, grabbing her switch blade and pushed the still bloody blade out. She eventually backed into something solid, and warm. Her olive green eyes went wide and tried to run, but a purple leather glove covered her mouth and another one brought her own blade up to her neck.

"Well, hello, beautiful." came a giddy voice

She was dead. ‘Some higher power just wants me dead.’ she thought. She wanted to bite down on his hand but resisted, he would fillet her. But then her fight or flight came in and she put a tattooed arm by the one over her mouth.

"Ah ta ta ta ta. Now now, we just met and you’re in such a hurry to leave me?"

She wanted to take off, but her body was telling her to fuck off, fatigue wouldn't let her fight again. She stopped squirming and hoped he would be quick, slit her throat and move on.

Joker felt her stop fighting his hold, but could feel her breathing heavy and almost felt her heart beating through his arm. He kept the blade right by her throat.

"Where did you get this lil ol toy of yours? Hmmm, looks like you had some fun of your own."

All of a sudden somehow his legs were knocked underneath him with brute force, she’d hit him behind his knees.

He laughed, what a stupid girl. He saw her limping and running as she managed to get her knife. He laughed out loud again and reached out a razor sharp Joker card and flung it with expertness. It grazed her back enough to cut her, and then curving before it embedded itself in her skin

She yelled as she felt something rip at her back and fell forward. She put her hand on her back and felt her warm blood.

She screamed in defeat, "WHAT?! What do you want, besides to play with me until you kill me, man?!"

He picked her up and pushed her up against the brick wall, pinning her there by her tattooed wrist.

He laughed his infamous cackle

"I'm just a curious cat with a little mousey. Where did you get your lil toy? Humor me, kiddo, and you get it back." he said those last words low as he was face to face with her, his dark brown eyes looking straight into her ice pale blue contacted ones.

She was so confused Was he saying he would let her live..she decided to be smart and answer.

"Its a Japanese combat knife, my grandad gave it to me." she said with out a stutter, but closed her eyes as her world suddenly became dizzy. She shook her head to rid of it again and looked at him.

"What else you want to know Joker?" she said with a sigh.

The Joker noticed how she kept dazing back and forth, but then noticed a tattoo on her wrist he had pinned to the wall, a joker card.

"Well, well, what’s this little thing you have here?" He examined it and whispered in her ear, "We’re not a distant admirer now are we?"

Damn him. She’d lead a life of crime a few years back, and she was actually a class clown sort of girl, she always read the papers to see what he was up to. Her friends nicknamed her Jester or Joker for the pranks she pulled on people.

"Well beautiful?"

"I- Damnit, I like to kid around a lot..and...and”

"Aannnnd?" he grinned widely as she actually stuttered.

"I..I..followed your work through the papers, I think you’re a genius."
She admitted and put her head down.

Joker raised a brow and pressed the knife to her throat so the blade was by her skin.

“That’s sweet darlin, now why oh why am I such a marvel in those pale ol blue of yours?"

ehh..maybe he wouldn't slice her after all..but he could always change his mind

""Your one of a kind, maniacal, you do things people won't you-...her world went black the concussion hit she slumped falling Joker let her fall down and walked off..what a waste of time he thought..then he looked at her knife in his hand and and grumbled he had a ware house near by and picked up her still form..why the hell was he doing this? This is something The Bat would do...he pushed her form in the back of the cop car and sped off to his secert warehouse.