Chapter 1. The Begining

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AN: So I am updating off my phone right now guys and I Promise I haven't forgotten about my Harry Potter story. It's just I don't know how to continue it now go ahead and enjoy this first chapter. 
Oh and the Joker in this story is Heath Ledgers.

I was known as Ray the imperfect twin. My sister April was perfect or so my parents thought. She had that dirty blond hair and had such a flashy style honestly the girl could go as a model. She had a curvy body like an hourglass and had blue eyes.

I slugged through the streets of Gotham when sirens started going off.
Another heist by one of the famous criminals we had here, how lovely.

A black van rushed past me and a loud laugh sent chills down my spine. The Joker. Those two words normally sent someone running for their lives.

-Later that night-
I threw myself onto our posh white couch.  I must've sat on the remote because the TV buzzed to life. The news was on, first thing they announced was the heist the Joker did today. What a surprise... Not a single day passed without some sort of building being blown up or a bank being robbed. Well this was our city Gotham alright. 

The door flung open and my father stepped into the house looking stressed as always. "Hey Dad " the words slipped out before I realised that I shouldn't have spoken. "Ray NOT NOW..." Father grumbled before heading into his study.

I huffed and checked my phone for the time. It was currently 9:45pm, Such a stupid time to go out for a walk but I did it anyways. I was aware that this time was the time and thugs and criminals lurked. I pulled my black hoodie on and slammed the door behind me.

Ugh, my whole family disowned me and thought it would have been better if it was only my sister that was born. This feud between my family and me no longer bothered as much as it did years ago...

If only they could forgive me for what I did...

The  cobbled street I was walking down looked very depressing and the houses looked abandoned . The cold air blew through my thick black hair, as I saw something move in the shadows not far from where I stood.

Must be a stray cat.

A hand roughly grabbed my wrist. What are you doing out so late sweetheart?" A mocking sweet voice asked me.
"Let go of me!" I snapped at the person
"Oh look this ones feisty" a sly giggle came out of the persons mouth. I felt like as if someone had just injected me fear itself.
huh.. was this no can't be I thought to myself

The Joker just laughed.
"You are quite feisty now aren't you.." His make up was a bit smeared . "You're coming home with me dollface"
I stared with pure fright at his freaky smile. "What the f-" was the last thing I said before I was knocked out cold.

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