Hi, everybody. As so many fans of DARK KNIGHT I've been fascinated with the Joker, so I started reading lots of fan fictions. Thanks to them I now know a little more about Joker's personality and my English skills have improved so much! So I just couldn't wait to write a fan fiction of my own. I'm planning to make it long, we will see, I might get very lazy. Ahahaha… the story is rated T for now; later I might change it to M, because I'm planning to write some sexual activity. Oopsy, shouldn't have told ya that! I'm just preparing you for what might happen. Reviews are more than welcome, since I REALLY want to know what you all think of my story so far.

P.S. Angelina, Danielle, and Maria belong to me and all their relatives too. But I don't own the Joker or the Batman. So yeah. And here we go!

Review: Maria Douglas and her 2 best friends, Angelina and Danielle, came to Gotham to visit Maria's granny, but they were never planning on meeting the Joker. None of them knew that this sick twisted man liked teenage-girls and would kidnap all 3 of them to fulfill his crazy sadistic desires. However, during all this adventure he sees something in one of the girls that he'd never seen before. He has to test her to make sure she can be worth of being his closest "agent of chaos." Rated M for sexual contact and language. J/OCs. Just so you know, Sekhmet was Egyptian goddess of destruction and war.

The Rebirth of Goddess Sekhmet

Chapter 1: Who's up for Gotham?

There were three teenage girls sitting on a bench. They were looking into the distance in silence. One of them had a cell phone in her right hand, and she was texting something rapidly. Her name was Angelina. She was fifteen years old, blond and beautiful; she was every guy's dream.

A small smile curved on her face as she received a text message from her boyfriend; her bright green eyes lightened up with fire and passion as she stared into the screen of her phone. I rolled my eyes as she started sharing her love message with me and Danielle; half listening to Angelina's high voice I listened to the electronic music on my iPod.

I was already fourteen years old, but I still had no interest in boys. I was not outgoing as Angelina was, but I still could make friends very quickly. I didn't have an amazing beauty or girlish charm as Angelina had, but surely I wasn't a piece of garbage. I had brown curly hair tied back into a high pony-tail, sky blue eyes that could change their color to either grey or green depending on my mood, and long beautiful eye-lashes that brought more attention to my eyes.

I looked at my friend Danielle who was sitting right next to me; she seemed very interested in Angelina's gossips and love stories.

They were almost identical in personalities; they both were awfully romantic and believed in true love from the first sight. Unlike Angelina, Danielle was a brunette with yellow-brown eyes and tanned skin. She had long straight hair all the way down her back and a perfect nose that Michael Jackson would probably kill for! She was one of the most romantic people I have ever met because she always believed in perfect love.

I, on the other hand, did not believe in love at all and was her and Angelina's anchor that connected them both to the reality and never let them go too far into their girly fantasies. Yes, I was the leader of our little girl-gang, and everyone knew that. I was the protector of their innocent girly hearts, even though I was one year younger than my friends were. I was always looking out for them and making sure no guys made them sad or unhappy or they were going to get their butts kicked by me!

I crossed my arms on my chest as I tried to focus on my music. It was "In Love with Myself" by David Guetta. I love this song; it always calms me down when I am annoyed or angry, but today it had no effect on me. My day seemed long and boring, full of tests and exams on every object. It wasn't surprising; it was the end of the first quarter, which meant freedom at last! But I had three days ahead to wait for my fall break, unlike my friends who already had days off, because their exams came earlier. They were happy and laughing at Angelina's silly romantic boyfriend who wrote her a lousy love-poem in the text message.

"Listen to this, Maria," said Angelina pushing me gently with her elbow. "Roses are red, the clear sky is blue, no matter what you say, I will always love you!" Angelina laughed once again as I grimaced in a funny way at this ludicrous poem. I don't know what she finds 'so cute' in her boyfriend Jeff anyway; he's childish, again romantic as hell, and has 'cute' baby-face… Yuck! "It would sound better if he changed the line' no matter what you say' to 'no matter what you do.'" I said. Angelina reread the poem out loud using "my" line and she happily clapped her hands. "Looks like you're a better port than Jeff is," said Danielle, chuckling. "Yeah. Only I don't waste my talent on this kind of poems," I replied with a funny grimace again pointing on Angelina's cell phone.

"You know, he might be not a good writer, but he sure is a very romantic one!" protested Angelina; she hated when I said anything cheesy about Jeff. I chuckled and quickly gave my face a serious look as Angelina watched me with her evil eyes; it was a sign that said "Back away or you'll suffer."

"So anyway, when are your next exams?" Danielle asked me to ease up the odd moment. "In three days. I got Algebra, English and Art Foundations," I answered dryly. Why on the world is she asking me about school? Haven't I got enough already? I mean, she knows I studied my ass off and sick and tired of it; for God's sake, I can't even stand hearing the word "school" anymore! "That's not that bad," Danielle pointed out. "I mean, you're a genius in math; you don't even need to study!" She added in adoration. I rolled y eyes and said, "I still need to look through some formulas. English is going to be hard; I'm gonna have to write an assay. At least that bitch told us the topic." "What bitch?" asked Angelina. "Mrs. Sturgeon, that old fart," I replied a little annoyed; this last few days I was sort of unstable. Danielle and Angelina slightly giggled.

I didn't pay attention to their laughs and continued listening to my music. For some reason I wasn't in a mood today at all: my friends noticed that and started talking to each other without bothering me.

"In love with myself,

In love with my own reflection,

With my own affection,

With the vision that I see.

There's nobody else,

I'm taking my own direction,

I can see perfection

Doing all I can for me."

I mouthed the words as I listened to the song. I do not know why I even like it so much – the lyrics describe the personality completely opposite of mine. I was sobored all these past three days; I've been studying for the exams nonstoping and didn't even have time to watch TV or read a book (well, I can live without TV since I almost never watch it). Maybe that's why I was so angry lately. No, I am not an emo. You would probably feel depressed too if you had so much homework every freaking day!

I sighed. My eyes burned as I stared into the distance for too long. I rubbed them, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that I've been fighting with for the past couple of days. I uncontrollably yawned closing my mouth with the right palm. Got to stop all this foolishness, I thought, or the girls will notice that I don't sleep at night. Yeah, I know! Students must have at least eight hours of sleep before the exams in order for them to pass it successfully. But I'm just too worried to sleep. Have you ever thought about something so hard that it doesn't let you go no matter how hard you try? Well then, you know how I feel! You can call me a dork or a nerd or whatever you like; I really don't care what others think of me, except for my friends.

A second yawn started coming through my mouth, but I quickly forced it away; I don't want to look too tired for Danielle and Angelina. Actually, when it comes to friends and me, I always choose them instead of my own health; I don't know why, probably it's because I care too much about them. But no matter how much homework I had I would always spend even a little time with them every day! There is no need for them to know that I go to bed late at every regular school day, because of all those damn subjects my mother picked without even asking of my opinion. I'm booked all day, sorry, all night and evening; I spend my afternoons with Danielle and Angelina.

But today I was just chilling. It felt nice to just sit on a wood bench surrounded by the gold colored trees and the carpet of fallen leaves. I took out the headphones when I heard another of my favorite songs, Shiny Toy Guns "Le Disko," but I had no mood for it; it always pissed me off even more when I was in such grumbling mood. As the music disappeared from my ears, I heard my friends talking about some guy… again. It got my attention as Angelina mentioned that he was in Gotham. My granny lives in Gotham. I never actually visited her, well, only one time when I was about ten and that's it. She always came to visit me and my mom on holidays, and always wanted me to spend some time with her in Gotham, but my mom never let me go because "the city is too dangerous and full of criminals." This time my mother did not protest as grandma asked her again to let me visit Gotham and see what "the big city truly looked like." My mom thinks I'm already… what's the word? Adult? Oh, yeah. She thinks I

can stand up for myself now; wrong! I don't even know any martial arts as I asked her when I was six or seven to let me have some classes, but no! "The girl like me must be a lady and not a fighter. The girl like me should participate in 'ladies' activities' and not some boyish sports!"

Well, as I said, I got interested in Angelina's another 'guy' who lived in Gotham. I traced my thoughts now to reality as I tried to focus on our 'communication.' "I heard he was crazy," said Angelina to Danielle. "He actually blew up a couple of apartment complexes two days ago!" she stated to me as she noticed I was now paying attention. "What? Who?" I asked in surprise. "The Joker!" replied Danielle and Angelina at the same time making me jump a little from this unexpected loudness of their combined voices. "Who's 'The Joker?'" I asked misunderstanding. My friends looked at each other and slightly shook their heads probably at my absence of their so called 'daily gossip news.' They looked at me sadly. "What?" I asked annoyed. "Is that another one of your popular guys in school? Well, sorry, as you might already know…" "He's a criminal in Gotham, Maria," she quickly interrupted me. "And he's out of control, at least that's what the news say," she added. "Yeah! Don't you watch TV or read newspapers? He's all over them now," said Danielle with a worried look on her face. "What have you been doing for the past couple of weeks?" she asked suspiciously. "Me? I've been studying for the exams, that's what I've been doing!" I replied. A white lie, I thought. Of course I studied, but I also read a book and had plenty of time to watch TV. Somehow, and trust me I don't how, I stay out of television. The only time when I watch it is on holidays or on sleepovers. "Oh, that makes sense," replied Danielle. "He's on the newspapers too, but I know you're not interested in 'em," said Angelina.

"So… What's he like?" I asked. "Insane, laughing all the time, wearing clown make-up all over his face…" answered Angelina. "And scars! Don't forget the scars!" interrupted Danielle. "Scars?" I grimaced in discuss; I didn't really like scars. "Yeah! He has them all around his mouth like in a big flashy smile," said Angelina, moving over closer to me. "Here, I'll show you." She placed two fingers on the sides of her mouth and trailed them up to her cheek-bones. I trembled a little as I imagined the scene. "Yuck! What, does he have a clown nose too?" I tried to bring some humor as I saw Angelina's worried look on my 'trembling' reaction; she actually scared me a little with those scars. "No," she replied seriously. "He wears a bright purple suit and he has shades of green hair," added Danielle. "Well, at least he's got a nice taste of colors," I joked chuckling. Nobody laughed. There was an odd silence. Come on! It was funny wasn't it, I thought. "He kills people for pleasure," said Angelina melancholy, "Why don't you try to make something like that sound funny!" She turned her head away from me. Is she mad at me? I thought. Oh, God, please. Not this again. Is she on her pms? I'm just trying to ease up the mood, geez! Oh, well, whatever. Girls are girls, I thought.

We set in silence; I was playing some games on my iPod, Angelina was texting to her boyfriend and Danielle was fixing her make-up. "I'm going to Gotham," I interrupted our stillness. My friends only looked at me surprised. "What? You're moving out?" shockingly asked Danielle. "No. Going there just for the break; granny finally persuaded my mom to let me get out of this small town," I replied turning off my purple iPod "Nano Chromatic." I put it in my hoody pocket and looked at my friends with a slight smile. "Wonna come?" I asked playfully. "Are you freaking serious? "yelled Danielle; Angelina at that time had a misunderstood look on her face. Ha-ha! Her face looks so funny when she's thinking about

something hard. It's priceless because she never thinks! I didn't laugh but smiled again and said: "Does it look like I'm joking? I asked my granny already and she said the more the merrier!"

I was happy for the first time in this week; the thought that I will not deal with my mom for the whole week and a half brought me joy and the most important feeling of all – freedom! 'Why?' you're asking… Well because my grandma allows me to do anything I want!

I gave my friends about five seconds to think everything straight. Losing my patience I simply asked: "So how about it?" "Sure, I'll go! I'd love to! The only thing I need to do is ask my parents to let me go and wait until the Joker returns to Arkham Asylum!" replied Angelina more in a satiric way. "Oh, come on, Gelina. Imagine how many hot guys are out there! Gotham is full of them!" said Danielle. "It's also full of criminals," Angelina protested. "So, you don't wonna come?" I asked in faked disappointment. "Well, it's not that I don't want to come, it's just…I don't like big cities," answered Angelina. "Oh, God! If you want we can go outside only for shopping, not all the night walking thing. Gotham isn't that bad at daytime. Talk to your parents; see what they think of it. Oh and by the way, my granny is gonna take full responsibility of us all and trust me, she's responsible enough to get us home safe and sound!" I stated. Angelina started thinking again and it almost made me laugh but I held it in as much as I could; she didn't notice anything… Thank God.

"I'm in," said Danielle. "I'll ask my parents about it today. I'm seventy-fife percent sure they will allow me to go." "Awesome!" I replied. I was glad that I wasn't gonna spend my fall break all alone and bored. Now it was Angelina's time to make the choice. She thought about it for another thirty seconds. "All right," she said. "I'll talk to my dad about it. It's not like I'm sure that I'll come, but I still have a chance." I hugged her happily and she giggled slightly. I almost never hug, everyone knows that, but this was an exception; it meant that I will share my freedom with my best friends! It's gonna be the best week and a half of my entire life!

So what do you all think? I believe it is a wonderful chapter. I worked for almost a week on it during school (writing it in my composition book) and weekend until like three in the morning. I'm finally done with it and I feel so proud, because I am usually not really good at writing. OK! If you find something very odd and weird do NOT be surprised; I'M A BILINGUAL! So yeah, English is my second language. :) Reviews are MORE than welcome here! And highly appreciated. Thank you very much for reading! Means a lot to me, guys!