Gone Wild (Joker Story)

Chapter 2. Warehouse

Rays POV 

I woke up to being strapped to a chair in a rather filthy room. Where am I? The question ran through my mind. Just as I thought nothing could get any worse a voice echoed through the dark room. 

"Oh hello Toots, you're awake!" the Joker pounced in front of me with his signature mad smile plastered on his chalky white face. I was scared as fuck on the inside but I tried to look stern.

"Oh, come on Dollface why so serious huh?" He said and slightly tapped my cheeks.

 "What do you want with me?" Were the only words I could muster. I was weak but I hoped he wouldn't realise.

 "You're part of my great big plan! Now come on, you're going help me rob the good old Mob Bank!" The Joker undid the ties that held me to the chair. He firmly grabbed my wrist dragging me up a set of stairs in his great big warehouse.

We stopped in front of a room and he said to go in and get ready. It was a small closet with little selection of clothes. I picked out a pair of ripped jeans and a white tank top. About a second after I finished dressing the Joker barged into the room and threw a clown mask at me. 

" Its time to go!" He slurred. I let out a sigh I never wanted to get into this criminal business but I guess this was going to be the end of that idea...

We sneaked out of the warehouse and headed into this ally where the Joker's black van was parked. I was pushed into the passenger seat whilst the Joker sat in the drivers seat and started the engine. The drive was actually quite normal (So they don't suspect anything! the Joker had told me during the way) up until the moment we arrived in front of the Mob Bank. All the henchman started jumping out of the back of the van.

I followed the Joker into the bank why was I even doing this ? I questioned my motives. Right survival.

"Hellloooo" he greeted everyone with a maniacal laugh.

Most of  the bankers were cowering behind their desks in fear and some were trying to defend themselves. Everyone was in a rush and the Jokers henchmen ran around doing their Jobs. Soon they finished and we filed back in the van quick as we came. I jumped into the car and the Joker started driving madly to avoid the cops.

"Those pigs can't catch us now Toots!" The Joker enthused.

-Later that night-

I dragged back upstairs in the warehouse. I was infront of that small closet room again. 

"How do you like your room Toots?!" The Joker exclaimed.

"Uh... It's a closet" I replied uncertainly

"Oh no just go through that door!" He pointed at a small metal door beside the dresser.

I obediently opened the door and a smallish room greeted me. The blood red wallpaper matched quite nicely the black vinyl double bed. I had another small dresser and a little T.V screen for my pleasure.

Why would a criminal ever do this? I wondered.

"Just so you know border of the warehouse is firmly locked so don't even think about escaping!" he winked at me and backed out. "Now why would I even try" I sarcastically yelled after him.

I lied down on my bed and stared at the blank screen for an hour or so. I felt a little homesick. No scratch that I felt like a captive I guess thats what I was anyways.

"Come Toots, you're famous!".  I heard the Jokers yell from downstairs. Guess I might have to go down there or else I might end up dead.

Currently the news was discussing who I might be . 

One of the reporters theorised: "Is this new girl, going to be the new Harley? Stay tuned as we find out more!" 

At this the Joker's unfazed gaze turned from bored to angry.

"Whose Harley?" I asked randomly. The Joker looked at me with fury in his eyes. "She's a little annoying bitch"  was all he said before getting up and slamming the door behind him.

AN: I Feel like I'm Making the Joker too nice I might work on making him a bit more like himeself.