He's just a little over protective!

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She couldn't do it, like I predicted. After four fucking hours of torture she decided to give up. It took her fucking long enough to realize that I'm not gonna break. But I could tell this was far from over.
At the moment a guard is leading me down a long hallway. We pass cell after cell until finally we get to an elevator.
"I thought Bruce said I would stay on the bottom level," I said in confusion. I remember him saying he wants me on the bottom level, unless I'm going crazy!.... Don't answer that.
"Well I do what my boss tells me to do and she told me to put you on the fourth floor. So that's what I'm doing," he said with an irritated tone.
         Well fuck, who pissed in your corn flacks this morning Mr. Grouchy pants?
           He shoves me into the elevator and walks in after me. When the doors close and we start our journey upwards I finally stopped and to take a moment to actually think about everything that happened. In the past two days I killed my family, killed an entire school full of kids and staff, met B-man who turned out to be Bruce Fucking Wayne, he tells me that in the future he might adopt me, and I just got put in an asylum and was tortured for four hours....
Well damn... my life is one big ball of crazy!
          The thought made me giggle to myself. But because the elevator was completely silent the guard heard my laughter.
          "What are you laughing at you crazy bitch?" He asked in frustration.
          "Nothing you normal people would understand!" I giggle.
           The ding of the elevator brings us out of our conversation. The guard grabs my arm that is in a straight jacket and leads me down the hall. I looked around and saw that the cells up here weren't as nice as the ones on the bottom floor. They were small with a window if you were lucky and a little cot in the corner of the room with a bucket.
That was it! Wow they really need to update this place!
           The more we walk down the hall the more spaced out the cells become. The walls between them are thicker and the bars are thicker as well. We finally stop at an empty cell which is now my cell I guess.
         "Hey crazies say hello to your newest cell mate!" The guard exclaimed.
Across the hall I saw that a man with green hair, pale white skin, and many tattoos looking at me and the guard. When I met his eyes they were a shocking icy blue color and held a fierceness I have never seen before.
I saw his eyes widened as he looked me over. I can tell he was shocked that someone as young as me could end up in a place like this.
Well guess what buddy boy it can happen!
Our staring contest was broken when the guard roughly took off my straight jacket and threw me into the open cell. I groaned in pain as I hit the floor.
What? I might get used to getting tortured but that doesn't mean that I'm not sore afterwards!
While I was still on the floor I heard a sound coming from across the hall. I look up to see the green haired man growling at the guard. The glare that the man was sending the guard made me shiver in fear. He looked like he wanted to murder him!
"Don't throw her like that!" The man seethed at the guard. I could tell that the guard was shitting his pants but he didn't want to act scared. So he straightened up and looked the man dead in the eye.
"Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it you psychotic monster?" The guard spit out at him. He leaned in closer to the cell to get face to face with the man. Big mistake.
So fast that I barely saw what happened the green haired man brought his hands through the bars, wrapped his hands around the guards head, and slammed his face into one of the bars so hard I saw the blood fly all over the hall.
    The man fell to the ground clutching his nose in pain. His pained groan was the only sound besides the heaving breathing from the green haired man.
Then a new sound emerged..
My laughter!
And I'm not talking about a little snicker or giggle I'm talking about a full on belly laugh. As it echoed down the hall it sounded completely insane and creepy as all hell, but I didn't care! That was the funniest thing I have ever seen!
When I could finally breath, I looked over at the guard and the green haired man. The guard stood back up but was still holding his nose, which was bleeding. The green haired man on the other hand was looking at me like I was some sort of prize at a carnival game.
"What the hell is wrong with you people?!" The guard shouted as he looked between the both of us.
"Especially you, you crazy asshole!" He shouted at the man.
"What can I say he's just a little over protective!" I heard a voice from the cell next to mine say. I couldn't see who it was because of the thick ass wall between us but I could tell from the voice it was a girl.
"Shut it Harley! And you and me Joker are gonna have a little session after I get cleaned up!"
Ohh! That's who green haired guy is! He's the Joker! And I'm guessing the girl next to me is Harley Quinn! But.. why would the Joker be protective of someone like me?
After the guard gets in the elevator to go clean up I turn to see the Joker staring at me. As I looked him over I saw that he was tall, not as tall as Bruce's 6'3, but he was around 6'1. I could see through the orange jumpsuit that he was strong. His muscles weren't bulging all over the place but he was lean.
              When I looked at his face again I could tell he was looking me over too. Like he was trying to see if I would qualify for something. What it was I didn't know but I hope it's something good.
              When he finally looks back up at me I could see he made up his mind. About what, I have no clue.
           "Perfect," he murmured as he turned to look at the cell next to me.
           "She's perfect," she said to Harley.
          I heard Harley squeal from the cell next to me. And start to jump up and down.
           "Me? Perfect? Perfect for what?" I asked Joker. He just looked at me with his signature smile and laughed his insane laugh.
"You'll find out soon enough princess." He said and turned to lay down on the cot in his cell.
Princess?! What the fuck?!

        I hope you like this chapter! Please comment what you think and how the story is going! Please vote and I'll see you later!
      -K

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