|Gotham Cities Darkest Prince Joker Story
Author: Angel-Unique-Love PM
Kristin, though a good person, is fanatic about the genius work of the Joker. She wants to study his work, with an almost sick hero worship syndrome. Much to her friend Syndi's Dismay, she is set to find him. NOT ROMANCERated: Fiction M - English - Suspense/Humor - Joker - Chapters: 3 - Words: 2,360 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 08-06-09 - Published: 03-29-09 - id: 4956722
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Title: Gotham Cities Darkest Prince - Chapter 1: My Decision
Author: Jaden Dalton
Summary: Kristin, though a good person, is fanatic about the genius work of the Joker. She wants to study his work, with an almost sick hero worship syndrome. Much to her friend Syndi's Dismay, she is set to find him. The Joker has never been faced with a fan. How will he react? NOT ROMANCE!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Joker, Batman, or Heath Ledger
This is my first fan fiction posted HERE. I have written before.
Chapter 1: My Decision
"Ha ha haha HA ha ha ho HA HA h-nggnnn"
Your laughs turned into a grunt as you noticed the 4 or 5 sniper rifles pointed at your dangling body. They stared at you, unsure of how to proceed. You looked at the ground far beneath you.
"Have you ever felt like you've been left hanging? Ha ha ha Ha!"
You reached into your pants pocket. They all jumped. You pulled out a cigarette shaped cylinder.
"I don't suppose any of you have a light?"
They just stood there, confused. It clearly wasn't a real cigarette. You shrugged (as well as you could, upside-down) and pulled out a lighter, lighting your "cigarette". Instead of inhaling, you blew on the filter. A thick purple smoke poisoned the snipers.
"Now… getting down…. Hahahaha!"
You were at work, applying your make-up for your big show, and talking to your best friend Syndi.
"The Joker's escaped?" you gasped
"SHHH! Do you wanna scare the customers?" Syndi Growled.
You turned back to the mirror to finish your lipstick. "The Joker…." You thought. "I have to meet him! I have to learn all about him!"
"Syndi, I'm gonna do it…"
"Do wha-…No…No you're not!"
"Yes, I am…. I'm gonna find him…" you said stubbornly.
"Do you have a death wish?"
"I've always had an eye for danger."
You started to dress in your Green corset dress for your…Performance…You specialized in elegance.
"How do you plan to find him?" She asked, rolling her eyes.
"One of the mob bosses is out there… they're bound to know where to meet him at least."
"What are you going to do when you meet him?"
"Well… I'll figure that out later."
Syndi sighed and rolled her eyes. Your manager entered.
"Kristin, you're on!"
"Here it goes…" You sighed.
"Good luck…." She whispered, looking at you, a worried expression meeting your stubborn one.
You gave her a quick reassuring smile before slinking on stage. You did your special dance, and finished by standing in front of the mob boss, Kingpin. You put your leg on his table, and slowly lifted up your dress. His eyes tailed the dress all the way up. You stopped just above the garter. He looked at you and you nodded. He leaned forward and gracefully gripped your calf, as he lowered his mouth to the garter. You leaned over his head.
"Back room? I need info…" You whispered.
He tilted his head sideways, and from what you could tell, smiled.
"I'm aware…" You placed your hands on his shoulders.
He pulled your garter down to the floor, and then handed it to you. You grabbed his hand and pulled him to the back.
"I need to know-"
You sighed and grabbed a hundred dollar bill from your dress top. You threw it at him.
"Here. Now, where is the Joker?" You asked eagerly.
He stared at you, and then started to laugh.
"And what would a girl like you want with him?" He chuckled.
"So you do know!"
"And why should I tell you?" He smirked.
"I… I just paid you for this information!"
"The Joker's whereabouts are worth way more…. But maybe we could cut a deal?"
He eyed your body. You hated him then… He made you extremely uncomfortable.
"Yeah, I'm sure commissioner Gordon would love to have a chat!" You smirked.
He stared again, but this time in anger.
"You little bitch!"
Your smile grew. He pulled out an envelope and jotted something down on the corner, handing it to you.
"What is this?"
It was the address to an abandoned business district.
"That's where we meet him… Next meetings tomorrow…"
You swallowed hard.
"You should be. You'll most likely die. What are your plans?" He narrowed his eyes at you.
"None of your business…" You snapped.
You exited the room.
You stood outside the Joker's door.
With the Joker right beyond that door, what will our little fanatic do? Please Review!