A Jokers Image

where i belong

A.N. hi everyone, ive got 5 reads and one follower, YAY. thankyou for reading this far into my story, i hope its not to borning :P, i am and trying to get jokessa to find her feeling for the joker, and show more of her manic side. somewhere i want harley quinn to pop, up and the joker to test his fealings between them. my story is hopefully geting more intresting, thanks for reading xx

Jokessas P.O.V

I wake up to voices around me and the smell of smoke filling the air, someone hushes me and restrains me. because I am in the abandend wear house of the joker, and I don't have any idea where I am, I just let them hold me there.

I open my eyes, only to be met by one of the jokers goons in clown masks.

"is the mask really necessary"

"we'll you never really can be to careful, with random people like you poping up everywhere"

"do you get new people often" I say pulling my legs out of his grasp.

"some but they are mainly, new thugs to join the gang, but none of then are really type of .... your ...."

"likeness" I finish his sentence.

"I was atually going to say sex"

I let of an evil laught,

"she even laughts like him" says the other thug in the corner, cocking a gun

"wow really that surprises me, no women" he gives an offended look, which then turns to pride.

"men have always been the dominant species, and we have never even had a thought to turn to your sex"

"untill now" I give out a giggle when he looks at me mortified. the other thug walks over to me with the gun in hand.

"we have been asked to test you, on what is classified. prepare yourself"

"prepare for what" I mock, then the guy shoots, I grab a near pot of paint and throw it at him. it hits him right in the face. "bulziy" I shout laughing wildly while running in the corner of the wear house. they are both coming at me now, they slip on the paint at their feet. I crouch down to get closer to them. "this is the part where you wipe the paint out your eyes, then the floor, but its ok half the job is done already. when you slipped and wiped it of with your buts.

I go back to the pots of paint, there is red white and black what I knocked off must of been spare. I dip my hands in the red paint and wipe it on my elbows and shins. by the time I have finished they are both heading towards me. the one who's face I hit earlier pounces on me and knocks me on the flour. in a scrabble I manage to pull his mask off.

"hey you are not one of the jokers henchmen"

"no I'm not, I'm just a very angry guy who's job was taken from him"

"gees way to take a grudge... what job!"

"of the jokers thugs, you took the job from us"

"wait what how can I never even had the tryout"

"this is the tryout" says a voice as it enters and I emditilly recognise it to be the jokers.

"what is going on here"

"yes you tell me"

the guy that's on top of me gets up and pulls me along with him. I jab him in the stomach and twice with my slippery elbows leaves an x across his chest.

then the other guy comes at me, he had a knife clutched in his hand.

"you do know that's not going to scare me" the guys gives a baffled look