You Are My Favorite Joke

Things were getting from crazy to insane. The Joker kept doing his master plans to send his message to Gotham but The Batman has been hiding more and not coming to help the citizens. The Joker was starting to get irritated and very annoyed at this game, the challenge was practically gone. In a space of 2 weeks the crime in Gotham got higher than ever and I can imagine the panic in Jim’s police office.

About me? The Joker as been torturing everyday and today its not going to an exception. He wants to make me a killing machine and I refuse to be his prototype, I saw what he can make and I know he will destroy me once he gets tired.

“Ashley! Shooting time baby!” The Joker grinned

I sighed heavily and I got mentally ready for the beating. My body was about 60% bruised and well don’t talk my face. I look like someone who just recovered from a car accident. My eyes are tired and black around them and my skin is a mix of purple and black bruises with some normal skin in between. But The Joker still thinks I’m beautiful, he has to be blind.

“Here you go. Today I have a surprise and I’m sure this will make you kill!” The Joker said excitedly

Cloud, his new henchman brought a man, with his head covered with a black cloth. He sat him roughly on a chair and he tied him up but the man kept silent.

“Tada!” The Joker said taking the cloth off

My mouth opened, there before me was my father, Lucius Fox. His forehead was bleeding but he managed to look at me.

“Ashley…” he said

“Dad!” I yelled tears running down my face but The Joker hold me by the arm

“Now come on princess, you know I don’t work like that” The Joker smiled evilly obviously enjoying what he was doing.

“You’re taking this too far.” I said crying silently

“I just want you to kill.” The Joker said grabbing my chin, moving my head lightly

“I’m not like you! You can’t make a killer out of me.” I said

“I said I would and I’m very close.” He said grinning at me

He turned his back to me and started to walk towards my father, who was almost fainting. He took his knife out and he looked viciously at me waiting for my reaction.

I didn’t move, I didn’t flinch, I didn’t blink I just stared. Too scared to take the stupid gun and just do it! End my misery!

“Ashley tick-tack sweets” The Joker said placing the knife in my father’s neck while licking his lips

“Stop it!” I said more tears going down

“You have to choose! Either I kill your daddy or you or you kill ME! Or Cloud over there!” The Joker said laughing

“But remember if I kill you nothing can tell you that I won’t kill dear old daddy.” He said laughing bitterly just to make me suffer

How can I love such a man? A man that kidnaps and kills the people I love.

I pointed the gun at his head while shaking

“That’s it. Your almost there.” The Joker said smiling

I shook my head and I ran towards him. He widened his eyes while I tackled him down.

"I’m tired of your BULLSHIT! TIRED!” I yelled throwing punches at him like crazy while crying with frustration.

I couldn’t hurt it like he hurt me and that made me furious.

“I’m not going to shoot and you better let my father leave.” I said

“Or else what angel? You cry?” He said laughing at me while grabbing my wrists tightly in his hands.

“This was a good hero moment but I’m the one in charge here so if you ever punch me again, you’re dead.” The Joker said punching my face making me fall to the ground with him on top of me.

“And if I say that you are going to kill, YOU ARE REALLY GOING TO KILL.” He yelled handing me a gun

“Be a woman! I’m standing here, just do it Ashley!” He said placing it in my hand, pointing at his forehead.

“Don’t make me!!” I said struggling but his grip was tight.

The Joker laughed and he stood up taking me with him.

“I guess I will have to choose.” He grinned, he loves his own mind. What a twisted mind.

“Daddy lost.” He said, he took his gun out and he shot my father in the chest, near the heart.

I shook my head when The Joker released me I ran to the body, he was still alive but practically dead.

“You son of a bitch!” I yelled taking my gun out again, rage inside of me.

“Finally.” The Joker grinned opening his arms

“Come on angel, finish this madness.” He said

“But first…” He said embracing me “Our final kiss.” He said kissing me sweetly, placing one of his hands behind my neck.

I pulled him away and I pointed the gun at his chest coldly

“Goodbye Jokie.” I said

“Don’t miss princess.” He said smiling at me, he looked proud

I looked at my father for the last time, I closed my eyes and I pressed the trigger.

BANG

The sound filled the air, I shivered lightly.

“Never close your eyes when you are killing, your victim might run away.” The Joker giggled taking the gun from my hands

“Oh no you don’t.” I said grabbing his knife stabbing his leg while he laughed

“I can take that and more.” The Joker said caressing my cheek

“Don’t touch me.” I said pulling away from him

“You are mine, I touch you wherever I want.” The Joker said embracing me while I tried to struggle to get free

“I hate you… You killed my… my dad. You bastard.” I said hiding my tears

“Let me see.” He said analyzing my face

“Don’t hide the tears, they amuse me.” He said kissing me passionately, making sure to leave his mark in my neck.

He winked at me and he left. I fell to my knees near my father’s corpse. I looked to his face and the face was different.

“He killed him?” Red asked kneeling beside me

“But this is not dad. It’s someone else, with fake gray hair.” Red said

The Joker had just killed a fake. I stood up and I started walking

“Where is he?” I asked Sca

“Calm down hottie, he’s just playing a game.” Cloud smirked at me

“Leave her alone, The Joker will kill if he sees you hit on her. He’s on his room.” Sca said

I went towards The Joker’s room and I burst into the door

“Never heard of knocking?” The Joker said smirking at me

“Great actor, you lied.” I said

“Of course I did. I couldn’t risk you to fail.” He said

“Asshole.” I said

“Watch your manners, I still own you Ashley. I always will.” The Joker said

I looked him in the eyes watching him pull me closer, closing the door. He locked it and he went towards his desk. I sat on the floor, mad at myself. I showed him what he needed to do to make me shoot, now I was really screwed. I hate his mind games.