Desire - The Joker fanfiction

Part 1

Ever since The Joker first appeared in Gotham City, I have heard numerous rumours about him, I have seen the things he'd done to innocent people, the things he had tried to do to Batman. All the rumours spread like dust in the wind, from person to person. But I didn't know whether I should believe them or not, some say he used to have a family who he had killed and gone totally insane afterwards, others say he was insane his entire life and had killed his family and friends for fun. I, however, choose not to believe anything until I have actual facts.

I admit, there is something weird about me that is attracted to the Joker somehow. Something about the way he commits his crimes or the way his mind works, the way he always finds something to laugh at. Yes he is a criminal but his ways are so interesting yet confusing.

Although I have never actually seen him in person, merely on the news, somewhere deep inside me I wish to meet him in person one day and hopefully not become yet another murder victim. Of course I would probably be scared and I doubt he would spare my life but even if I do get killed by him one day, at least it could be interesting.

"Jess," my roommate Sam called snapping me out of my thoughts and making me turn my head away from the window I was previously leaning against. "did you see the news?" she asks.

"No, why?" I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.

"They umm.. They said the Joker is back on the streets robbing and killing people." She said and I nod not really surprised since he has been doing that for years. "And he was last seen in Central Mall." She says and thats when my eyes go wide.

Central Mall is about 5 minutes from our apartment, he has never been that close to me, us.

"I'm just telling you this so you won't go there anytime soon okay?" She asks worryingly.

"Yeah sure, thank you for letting me know." I smile and nod.

I turn my head back to the window and continue sitting on the window seal. I know this is going to sound completely stupid and dangerous but I want to go there, to the Mall, or to the surroundings. What if I do get to see him, I want to see him but I know how dangerous it is.

But at the same time, what do I have to loose? A lousy, shitty paying job, tiny shared apartment, no close family? Honestly my life is boring, going out there would add some adrenaline maybe? Ok maybe I should go check it out just for a bit, if I get myself in trouble or even die then so be it. I don't have anything to loose, living doesn't seem so appealing anyway with a life like mine.

So then I decided, this is the closest the Joker has ever been to me, this is my chance to see him in person, maybe even witness some of his crimes and yes I realise how crazy and stupid this sounds but it is just something I desire. In a weird way.

So I push myself off the window seal and pull on my trainers, I'll stay in my leggings and just grab a coat.

"Where are you going?" Sam asks as I am about to reach the doorway.

"Umm, just out?" I reply unsurely.

"Out? Now? I just told you the Joker is on the loose in OUR area. It's too dangerous to even leave the apartment!" She says getting off the sofa.

"Yes yes I know, I just need some fresh air, I'll be fine." I wave her off and run out before she could say anything else.

I finally exit my building letting the cold Gotham air hit me. Then I make my way to the Mall. The streets look more empty than usual, I'm guessing no one is risking their luck. Once I reach the Mall, it looks half destroyed, shattered glass everywhere, broken doors, clothes and products scattered everywhere. A few people crying, some on the floor. Where is the 'so good' Batman since he's supposed to be the hero, he isn't doing such a great job.

The Joker must've already left, he is nowhere in sight. I continue walking past the Mall, down the road. Ambulances rushing past me to the direction I had just come from, police sirens are heard in the distance. But I just continue walking, after walking for about 10 minutes I start to give up. Maybe this was for the best, I am literally looking for my own death out here.

That is until I hear muffled voices in a run down building that I was walking by. I stop in my tracks and try to listen but its too quiet from outside. I bite my lip because of the temptation to go inside but that would be the most stupid thing to do, but then again all my decisions today seem to be on the same line. Fuck it, I'm going in.

I push the door open slightly praying it doesn't make a noise and peek inside, I can see some shadows but no faces. I duck down and crawl a little further in and peek from the side, seeing a few men in clown and animal masks.

"There's nothing here Boss, they must've lied." One of the guys says.

That's when from another room, he emerges. Yes, the Joker himself. With his green slicked back hair, his long purple coat with no shirt underneath and an angry expression on his face.

"He knows not to lie to me, keep looking!" He yells and the guys quickly nod and hurry around looking for something.

I sat there in awe until I heard footsteps nearing me so I quickly ducked under a table, holding my breath. Ok, now that I saw him I should be satisfied right? Of course not, I want to know more like the stupid girl that I am.

Luckily the footsteps didn't come close enough and continued in the other direction.

"Boss there is really nothing here, we've searched everything." Another voice said. There was a slight pause then, and after about three seconds a loud smashing of some kind of glass, making me gasp quietly, quickly putting both my hands over my mouth. Praying it was quiet enough for them not to hear.

"Gather your things boys, we're leaving." I heard the Joker say and then the footsteps faded away.

Ok that was enough for me, and he sounded pretty mad so following them is not the greatest idea. I slowly crawl out from under the table and stand up feeling two hands press on my shoulders making me let out a small scream.

The hands turn me around and I am faced with his blue eyes and his red lips curving into a smile. "Haven't you heard, curiosity killed the cat?" He smiles wider, chuckling.

I am too baffled to talk, so I just stand there staring into his eyes, my breath uneven, he looks much more terrifying in person than on the TV screen. And how is he suddenly so happy when he was smashing glass a few minutes ago?

"I suggest you answer me when I am talking to you." He said in a much lower voice this time, his smile leaving his face. Ok I must've spoken too soon.

"I-I'm sorry." I squeak out. Then his famous smile takes place again.

"Ohh, you're a pretty one." He hummed as he removed one of his hands off my shoulder and took out an ugly looking knife. He lightly ran it across my jaw, the cold metal sending shivers down my spine. "Aren't you going to beg for your life, doll?"He pouted removing his eyes from the knife and glaring back into mine.

I thought about it, I should be begging for my life, I should be crying but I'm not and I am not entirely sure why. Of course I am intimidated by the Joker himself, he could kill me any second if he wanted to, yet here I stood so calmly, scared but not afraid.

"No." I bluntly reply and something in his eyes changed, almost like he was shocked to hear that. Then the smile quickly came back and he laughed a little.

"You're not as scared of me like the rest of them, I like that," He said in a low voice before bringing his face closer to my ear and growling before saying "that's why I'm gonna spare your life doll, and make you my personal toy, I can tell this is going to be a lot of fun" he whispered before laughing loudly, he truly looked insane at that point but it intrigued me. Almost like I didn't even comprehend that he was literally telling me that he could use me for so many horrible things.

I just observed as he laughed and then suddenly stopped, putting his knife away slower than usual and then raising his fist which shortly after connected to my cheek and everything went black.