Spade

1. Backstory

Before you start reading I just want you to know That I'm sorry for not posting!

We all know who Joker is and what he does. We know he kills people, we know he's escaped Arkham Asylum many times before. Joker is dangerous to be around. Along with Harley Quinn, the queen of Gotham.

You know about them anyways.

One night they decided it was a good idea to raise a child on their own, surrounded by Jokers goons and a lot of weapons that could be in reach for the baby. That's where I come in the story, sure life was amazing until I turned 13. Joker said there were doctors who were gonna run some tests on me, but he didn't say what kind of tests.

I didn't mind it until I was put in a white room with a hospital bed with straps, silver tables with many sharp tools and other, tools. At that moment I was scared. There was a mirror on the right side of the wall, and I'm pretty sure the Joker and Harley Quinn were on the other side watching. And waiting to see what happens.

Joker didn't specifically mention what kind doctors who were gonna run tests on me. I didn't know what those tests were. Once they entered the room, two of Jokers goons grabbed both my arms and legs and strapped me down on the hospital bed. I couldn't escape from them, if I did then their grip would tighten more, and most likely leave bruises.

Fear Doctors, I called them. And for a good reason. The looks on their faces made me fear them, I couldn't move because my whole body didn't work. They got right to work and started to inject things in my arms and legs, pain instantly kicked in every where on my body and I screamed. Loud.

Let's not get on that topic. We're talking about my perspective of Jokers experiment. I recently found out because it was on the news paper years ago.

He wanted me to be like him but younger. He loved hearing my screams and cry's every time the Fear Doctors injected something in me. It's like I can still hear his laugh from the other side of the wall of the abandoned apartment building I live in.

I have a fear of doctors, and dentists. They remind me of the Fear Doctors who were testing on me, cold hands and cold stares. They would send chills down your spine (pun intended).

I've been having these strange visions when I'm awake, or I'll be able to predict stuff when I won't even know would happen. It's pretty weird.

Now I'm 17, will be 18 in five months. And I live alone, in this abandoned apartment building, with furniture still in it. The building looks new but everyone who lived in it had to leave, because of Joker. When I was still living with them, they treated me like a prisoner and not a son.

When I had escaped from that hell warehouse, I ran into this building and hid here ever since. It became my only home with working electricity and a convenience store next to it, there's this sweet lady who took care of me after she found me struggling.

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