The Joker (x Reader)

20. Til' No One's Left

I shut my eyes trying to block out the screams and the gun shots, focusing only on J's laughter. But after a couple of minutes I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't stay, I had to do something. I saw J's knife that he had thrown to the floor and picked it up, grimacing at the fact that everything had changed so drastically in such a short period of time. Why did this have to happen now? Because it's his life. I shook my head. What the hell is going on out there? I walked over to the door, and opened it just a little bit, seeing people run by screaming, trying to get away from the main part of the club. I pushed myself out the door, and struggled to get out of the hallway, people constantly shoving me aside as I went the opposite direction that they did. Finally the stream of people thinned out, and when I reached the now open door that led out from the hallway and back inte the club, I leaned against the wall, careful not to make any sound as I peeked around the corner, the knife firm in hand. I saw at least three bodies on the ground, most definitely J's men, while five men were standing over by the open floor next to the white couches. One of them was J, thank god, and the rest were dressed all in black with bullet proof vests with the word 'Police' written on them. Police number 1 and 2 had weapons in hand pointed at J in the middle, and number 3 and 4 were holding him. J was squirming and kicking, screaming at the men angrily, a few crazy laughters passing his lips from time to time. I noticed a sixth figure emerge from the shadows, a man dressed all in white, with a gun most different to those the police had - this one had a needle. Arkham! He must be from Arkham, right? And the rest, they were... Like, part of some sort of Joker task force? I watched every move the men made, desperate to come up with a plan.

- If we can't sedate you we will kill you, you get that right, Joker?

- HAHAHAHA, you can try!

I shut my eyes, thinking hard, what could I do, what could I do?? When I opened my eyes again I looked down my body, felt my throat and noticed that my shoulder was a bluish purple color. Yes, that's it!

- Oh thank god, you're here to help me!!

I stumbled into the room, my voice shaking, the knife behind my back. Number 1 pointed his gun towards me and I flinched.

- No, no, please, help me! The Joker kidnapped me... He hurt me..

I gestured at my bruised neck and shoulder, amazed at myself for sounding so genuine, making number 1 slowly lower his gun while the man in white nodded. He looked at me with pity, but at the same time eyed me up and down like so many men had done, so many times before. Ugh.

- Come here girl, I can get you home.

He gestured for me to come closer, and I started making my way over there, deliberately moving as far away from J as I could.

- Oooh, honey, no, don't leave! We were having so much fun HAHAHAH!

J's outburst was the perfect excuse for me to look at him, and as I did, I carefully flashed the small knife in my hand, J's eyes immediately flickered towards it, a smirk twitching at his lips before he looked over at the man in the white coat. Yes, okay. Okay. Fuck, I'm really going to do this. I looked back at the man gesturing me closer, and smiled at him as I fell into his embrace and held on tightly.

- Thank you.

I whispered the words into his ears, tried to play on the fact that I was supposed to be the scared, helpless little girl, and the man started stroking my back. His other hand was holding the needle gun, and as he raised it to aim it towards J, I peeked over at him, his pale, tattooed face focused right at me when he nodded almost unnoticeably at the man holding me. Okay, okay, it's time. The man in white brought his hand up to my head, and as his unshaved cheek leaned against my forhead, ready to plant a kiss, I stabbed him in the back. I aimed to hit him underneath his ribs and in an upward angle, hoping to hit some kind of vital organ, and apparently I succeeded. He immediately started coughing up blood, the gun falling to the floor as he let go of me and fell onto his knees, hands reaching around to hold his wound. With the bloody knife still in my hand, I quickly grabbed the needle gun with the other and ran towards J, hitting numer 3 hard in the head with the gun, making him drop his weapon and fall to the ground. Damn, was I really that strong? J quickly took the knife from my hand and stuck it in the eye of number 4, finally freeing himself. Number 1 and 2, who were still pointing their weapons at us, barely had any time to react before suddenly J was jumping at number 2, hands on his neck, while number 1 aimed to shoot him. No! I threw the needle gun at him, making his shot miss J and instead hit number 2, that fell to the floor with a thud. I saw how number 1 started to shake, his hands almost losing its grip on his gun as he went to aim it at J once again. J stood up straight then, cocking his head at the guy, a crazy smile on his lips as he held out the knife towards him.

- They say ya' shouldn't bring a knife to a gun fight. What do ya' think? Think ya' can beat me?

The guy was so scared, and J saw that, he played on it, because yes, he could easily beat him if he just pulled the trigger. But he didn't, and that hesitation made it easy for J to snap his hand out and pull the gun from number 1's grip.

- No, n-no, p-please...

His voice sounded so young and scared, and as I looked around me I noticed they were all young, probably also very inexperienced since they had gotten beaten by just two people, one of them a crazy psychopath, yes, but the other one... It was just me. Number 1 held up his hands to cover his face, just like that man with the piercing had done not so long ago, but J didn't pull the trigger this time. Instead, he laughed, gun lowered, and turned his gaze towards me. I flinched at the sudden attention.

- Come here.

He held out the gun for me to take, and I realized what he wanted me to do. I shook my head. No.

- Ya' already took down one, sweetie, why not another?