"What the hell do you mean by you're 'the other brother'"? Selena stares at Jason hard. Other than his eyes he looked identical to the real Joker. He looked more like J than even his twin brother, Jester did. What the hell was going on here?
Jason looks down as he tries to think of the right way to put things. "J and Jester are my half brothers. We share the same mother. I'm the youngest by twelve years. I've undergone many surgeries and transformations to make me look, think, and act exactly like J. Twice actually," Jason shrugs.
Selena raises her hand and her fingers lightly touch Jason's cheek,
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"Why? Why would you make yourself into J of all people? It makes no sense."
"I assure you, it makes perfect sense Selena," Jason looks away.
"Then get to explaining. Where is J?" Selena's brow creases.
"Dead," Jason simply states.
Selena's mouth parts in surprise, "How?"
"He shot himself in the head," Jason rolls his eyes, still angry at J for denying him the satisfaction of that.
"J committed suicide?" Her brow raises suspiciously, "Bullshit. J loved being him. He'd never kill himself."
"Well I don't know what to tell you, he did," Jason sighs, leaving out the real reason why he killed himself.
Selena's hands go up, "Look, whoever you are, you have no authority over me. Good luck with your troubles, but I'm out of here," she turns to leave.
Jason roughly grabs her by the arm, "Don't get it twisted kitty cat, for all intents and purposes, I am the fucking Joker. I was chosen by J. Trained by J. I even have his memories downloaded into my fucking brain. I run the crime syndicate. I own Gotham. There must always be a Joker. So you will show some fucking respect or suffer the consequences."
His eyes give her a murderous glare that stops Selena dead in her tracks. Whoever he was, he did have the Joker's power and resources. And she could tell from that look in his eyes that he wasn't above killing her if she didn't placate or obey him. "Well obviously I am without a choice," she says and spitefully jerks her arm away from Jason's grasp.
"That's more like it," Jason rolls his eyes at her. "Now that that's settled, you have until Friday."
"Friday?! That's only three days," she says in alarm.
"Oh look at the brain on the cat. Yes my dear, that's three days. Seventy two hours. But I have faith in your skill. You can do it. So get it done," he twirls his wrist to dismiss her.
"I'm not leaving until you tell me who the hell you really are," Selena says folding her arms over her chest.
"You can call me J," he sighs and returns to the chair behind the desk and plops down again.
