Fallen For the Enemy (Joker Fanfiction)

"Doll."

When I come to the first thing I notice is that it's really cold. Second thing i notice is that it's very dark. And third thing I notice is that I'm really not alone. "Well what do we have here?" Then I remembered the car crash. This was him. The Joker.

I wasn't tied up, just sitting there in the middle of a black room when I saw his figure walk through the door, switching on a light. First thing I noticed then was all his tattoos. He wore a button down shirt that had only been buttoned half way and Gotham Prison pants. "Alright Joker. I don't want any trouble okay? I'm just like you. A thief. The B-Man got me to jail in the first place." At this I stood up, sadly realizing I was 5'7 and he was 6'3. He came closer. "Is that so."

"Okay, just to get things straight I'm not afraid of you." I say, and he comes so close I can feel his breath. He simply let out a long laugh. It started slow and then turned into the signature. The he turned dark. "You're not afraid of me? Oh doll you will be." "My name is not doll. It's Aria mind you." He glanced at my side which I just now realized was bandaged. My clothes were soaked crimson like his shoulder.

"Oh doll, it's not yours." He was referring to the blood. From the horror stories I had heard of his torture victims, he was actually being pretty fair. "Who's is it?" He backed up to the door a bit. "It will all be told in time won't it? Now follow me." He disappeared and I followed him through the doorway. I didn't know where I was but it was so nice. It was a huge Victorian style mansion. The only odd thing was the guards all over who were called his goons wore huge teddy bear heads. And they watched me the whole way.