Gotham High: Harley & Joker [COMPLETED]

Chapter 11: The Joker

Previously on what and where was Jack: (Stalking. Lol, jk. Or am I?) Jack clenched his jaw and leaned up against the wall. He looked around. This wasn't his street. No. Not his block. Not even in his part of town. He looked up at the building beside him.
Ace Chemicals

Jack's P.O.V:

I sighed and tore my eyes away from the building. It was getting cold. I looked back at the sign that read Ace Chemicals. Maybe it would be fun just to sneak in there... What was the worst I can do? But... What if someone caught me? Hmm... I looked around. A red mask caught my attention on the ground. I put it on, it had no holes but I could still see, good. I was about to go in when I stepped on something else. I looked down. A red cape? Well, might as well look flashy, right? I chuckled.

As soon as I got the cape on, I snuck into the building, didn't take much effort, there wasn't much guards. As soon as I stepped inside I smelt acid. I took a look around, I took a step, it echoed loudly. I froze.

"Who's there!?" A guard demanded.

A guy turned the corner and since he was running, he knocked over me. The guy running tripped and stared at me.

"Hold this for me will you?" The guy asked. He shoved a bag into my arms. The guy hopped up and ran away, looking for an exit. I jumped up, looking wildly around. I looked up the bag. Money. What did I get myself into?

I ran the opposite way of the guards footsteps I was running across a catwalk when something landed in front of me. It looked like a giant bat! I stumbled backwards and turned around. I was about to run away when he grabbed my cape. I growled and swung around, my fist connecting with his face. He blinked in pain and stumbled back but then said, "Give me the money. Your going to jail." I shuddered. Sure, I was a bad kid sometimes, but I never wanted to go to Gotham Prison! I took a step back, but he punched me in the face. I fell over something, and I had a sensation I was falling. Did I fall over the railing?! I let out a mangled cry of help before plunging into green, boiling acid.

It burned. It was burning me alive! I had to get out! A took in a gulp, trying to get air, but just swallowing acid, my throat burned. I screamed, bubbles coming out. Blindly, I swam to the top of the vat, once I knew I broke though the surface, I climbed out. I stumbled to the exit, a few corridors from the vat. I fell in a heap outside, near a puddle of water. I wrenched my hood off. I looked into the puddle, examining my face. I gasped when I saw it, I let out another strangled cry, but this time, it ended in laughter.