Gotham | Tvd

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To avoid all the awkward small talk and Joker as well, Katherine took her blood the old-fashioned way. In and out in a flash and erased the Joker's memory. Irritated she took her vials and left the empty darkened home belonging to the ill man. Katerina Petrova wanted to take on her new persona but something was stopping her. Un-Wary of the side effects of Joker's blood Katherine put the suspicious vial to her lips. "Stop." A voice rang into the quiet apartment on that particular stormy night. Katherine stopped herself just in time. "If you drink that you will go mad. A piece of him fermented inside of you." The voice she had heard somewhere before. It was Batman who emerged from the shadows and warned Katherine. "So you know what I am?" Katherine asked squinting her eyes as Batman showed no reaction. His stature changed to him leaning on a desk casually creeping. "I've only assumed a vampire." 

Katherine and Batman sat at her kitchen table eating take-out while discussing Katherine's life story which I won't bother with the details. Long story short Katherine was here to turn over a new leaf and she wanted Joker's blood that had something in it to stop the vampirism but keep her from aging rapidly. "I just needed to get close enough to Joker to take his blood but he found out about my blood and if he dies with it in his system he will be a vampire too," Katherine explained. "Leave Joker to me," Batman said before disappearing out the window of her second-story apartment. Katherine decided it was best to store the blood for safekeeping until she figured out how to stop the madness from overtaking her weak mind. Years of torture and you think she'd be strong enough from clown prince's madness from taking her. If she wanted to leave her old life behind she would help restore Gotham to its finest.  

"We understand, thank you for your time here with us." Katherine quit her job to take some time off and figure out who she'd wanted to be. She didn't want to be a forensic scientist at the moment but also needed a steady way of getting blood. Katherine took up a nursing job in Arkham asylum, which helped out a lot. Two days later, she got her bad news. "It's suicide even walking in the place with that animal back here." A guard warns Katherine of the man who annoyed her even more than Damon Salvatore. "I'm a big girl," Katherine says with a smirk before winking at the hunk of a man who served as a guard for Arkham asylum. Katherine clocked in for a shift right before her summoning. "Joker just slit his wrist!" Katherine runs fast to his cell where a man resembling Joker sat in his cell on his bed hanging off the edge in an upside-down position. His wrists slit and his face white and pale with a grin. "Don't get close to him, matter of fact leave me in his cell to tend to him." Katherine stated as the guards feared for her safety hesitated. Just as Katherine thought a fake Joker and she irritatingly opened the cell. "Get the Warden! It's a fake." Katherine exited the cell in haste to reach the Warden's office. 

(Author's note- We are now commencing the official plot of the story in which I shall create a second book or a spin off for. )