Miss Malice

Part 1

The Snow fell as you laid sprawled out in the snow tinted grass and watched it.
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All you could do was smile at the bright white sky.
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Your nose twitched as a snow flake landed upon it causing you to giggle.
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You took one last happy glance at the cold sky.
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"Patient One-Nineteen. Come on in.", the metal door swung open with a screech as a man in black patted armor and Magnum holstered in his belt along with other defense mechanisms called at you. You weren't one for fighting.. You didn't like fighting... You glanced at him as he smiled. They were always so nice to you. Well, you never did give them a reason not to.

You stood up from your wonderland and strode past him. And like that. You woke up coughing up fluids as they were pumped into you through your nose. A sob racked your battered form. The same Guard stood over you smirking,

"Now how did'tha feel (Y/N) ? We're yah happy? " , he glanced at the doctor opposite side of you ," all right, she's had enough. Bring her in."

You shivered as your wheel chair was pulled back and you were pushed out of the cold Grey torture cell . You kept your eyes shut tight as they guided you through the metal, and grime leaking halls. Back to your patted walls , and dirty room . Once they slammed the door open and shoved you in after the doctor not-so-nicely ripped the pump out from your nose, like if someone shoved the end of a spoon up your nose and throat and were slowly yet harshly pulling it out. It made you gag.

Finally when they left you some what felt at peace. Taking a deep ragged breath you finally opened your eyes.
Patient 119, is where you lie. In the bunk bed of a mental asylum.
In the middle of Arkham Asylum.

~1 Year Later~

You stepped outside taking a deep breath. The day was ..
Shitty it's always shitty, the sky was always grey and raining. The streets wet and cracked. But! It was another day of one, the only , the infamous (Y/N) free from the hands of Reality. Living like a queen. A queen everyone feared. You breathed in the aroma of blood and death as the screams filled your ears delightedly. Smiling to yourself as your goons butchered everyone inside and loading the vans with piles of $Cha-Ching$!

"Well haven't yah guessed yet? I robbed a bank.", you said to no one in particular. You broke the fourth wall as you strode around one of your large white vehicles as you continued,
"You're probably wondering why I like the Joker huh?",
Did you just say that? Why yes... Yes you did..
Your skin was bleached white, like the Joker's. But- everything else was a bit different, besides the fact you are of the female gender . Your lips a dark luscious purple, and hair was the color of the night sky , and the glowing sea. Blue. But what has always stayed unchanged were your vibrant (E/C) eyes.
"Well, like the green haired man himself I fell into a vat of chemical acid!", you told rather gingerly.
"The fault of my young spirited mind and so called best friend."
You cackled as you met back in front of the now on fire building, smiling maliciously .
"Well, now. I am almost as feared as the notorious clown prince of crime . And I believe nothing's gonna stop me from becoming more feared. Because then my oh so willingly reading audience
. Because then everyone can pay .", your expression turned dangerously dark, a glint in your tiger-like eyes , as your smirk turned into a scowl, " for what they did to me."