Joker's Hitman

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My parents never gave me a normal happy childhood, they beat me, they abused me, and then they were going to sell me. I got bullied everyday of my life, the girls in my class would bully me, the guys in my class would touch me, and the teacher in my class didn't give a fuck about me. I was sick of it, SICK!!! So I ran away when I was 13 and since then I've been living in an abandoned house locked in a room, it started to get to me. I started getting pale, skinnier and I started to go insane. I talked to myself and the roaches. I started to go insane, I wanted to laugh, I wanted to cry, but most of all I wanted revenge. Revenge on those who disrespected me, revenge on the kids who made me cry myself to sleep every night, revenge on my parents. Now, I'm currently 20 years old and I've made a tough but smart decition. 

I was wanted around here so I decited to move into Gotham city, my plan is just to get a job and start getting help. I killed a woman today. I fed her own baby to her. I ate some of it too, I'm just kidding i'm not that crazy. Today I moving to gotham, I'm actually on my way right now. I hope I get a job that pays well.

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When I arrived I was amazed by the beauty and glamor of this place, I knew at that moment I would love it here. I started walking around for a few hours  when I spoted the perfect house, it was an abandoned house. I made sure no one was looking and broke in, it was pretty nice. Why would someone want to abandon this??!! Its perfect! It had two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen, a living room, and a basement. It wasn't in great condition but it wasn't terrible either. I then realized I need some money, so I looked inside my suitcase and took out an outfit. 

I wanted to make sure nobody recognized me so I took my hair and styled it into a fringe, it was actually really nice and it covered like half of my face and to add on I put on black sclera contacts giving me an extra creepy effect. I went out the door it was dark and cold much like my heart and soul. My heart is cold and my soul is dark.  I looked around the streets and saw no body around I continued with my plan. I walked down the humid streets of gotham being very carefull yet careless at the same time. I sneaked myself into the bank and grabbed all the money I that could fit it my bag, it was a really big bag. Then I heard foot steps behind me I assumed it was the police so I took out my gun, turn around, and aimed it right on the person's head. My eyes widened when I saw who it was, I recognize the green hair, the metal teeth, the blue eyes, the tattoos. It's the joker. FUCK!! I'm soo freaking screwed. I played it cool and pretended that I didn't know him. He smiled at me and put his hands up in the air.

"Who the fuck are you?" I ask in all seriousness looking at him up and down.

"You don't know who I am?" He asks I shake my head in response.

"well i'm the joker, you must know me!! I'm the biggest criminal in gotham" He laughes and put his hands down.

"Never heard of you, now if you'll excuse me. I must be leaving!" I put my gun back in it's holder and walk away from him making his smile fade.

"EXCUSE ME!!" He yelled at me and grabbed my wrist tightly.

"Thats my fucking money you've got there sweetheart" a smile creeps up on his face again. 

"Really? I don't see your name on it" I sass back.

"Fiesty!" he simply says.

I started thinking for a moment then make my move. I kick him in the nuts making him let go of me, he falls on the ground and I ran out of the room and when I finally got into my house I put the money down and flopped on my bed. I cannot believe that just happened. I MET THE JOKER!!!! I started thinking about him, like his origin. Like where did he come from, nobody knows. I closed my eyes and before I knew it I was asleep.