Their Little Princess (Joker&Harley Daughter Fanfiction)

Overboard with everything!!

It's been about two weeks since I was dropped here by Bruce. And everyday since then that bitch has tried to break me. But she hasn't been able too, she hasn't even gotten close! It's really amusing to see her all frustrated like that!
Joker still won't tell me what he means by me being 'perfect' but he said not to worry. That I will know when the time is right, whatever the fuck that means.
Currently two guards are taking me to my daily torture session. I remember when Joker and Harley found out about the torture sessions. And boy I'm glad I wasn't a guard!

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"Where do you go everyday?" I heard Harley ask from her cell next to mine. It's been almost a week now and everyday me, Joker and Harley talk. They seem to really like me for some reason and I can't help but like them back. I feel safe and loved with them around.
I know, from what Harley told me, that the Joker gets very possessive of what he claims to be his. And on more then one occasion I've heard him say I was his, and Harley said that I was hers as well. So telling her that they torture me everyday won't be a good idea.
"They take me for sessions?" It came out more like a question then I wanted it too. I knew, even without looking at her face that Harley didn't believe me.
"That's a lie princess and we both know it," I heard Joker say. I jumped back from shock as i didn't remember seeing him there a moment ago. I guess I was so wrapped up in trying to find an excuse that I didn't see the guards bring him in.
"What kind of sessions?" Harley asked with a strained voice. I could tell she knew from my hesitancy that it's something bad. I could see from how the Jokers face changed that he caught on as well. His face went from his normal crazy smirk to being completely livid.
          He stalks up to the bars of his cell and slams his hands down on them with so much force I heard them shake.
          "What do they do to you during these 'sessions'?" He asked as he glare at me. I know he's not mad at me but still the look is scary as all hell. I look down at my lap and play with my hands. Should I tell them? What would happen, what would they do? Would they over react and get themselves hurt?
"Come on princess tell us, we won't hurt ya!" Harley says. I knew I would have to tell them at some point, so here goes nothing!
"They teodrhtusrnmke." I mumble.
         "Princess you know how much we hate it when you mumble. Now tell us what happens during your sessions." Joker demanded. I guess I don't have a chose. I don't want to get Joker mad because a mad Joker is not a good one.
      "They torture me," I whisper, but I knew they heard me because the hall became dead silent. I looked up at Joker to see him have an emotionless face, but in his eyes was a fury that I've never seen before. It looked like it was physically burning inside him.
        At that moment the three guards that always take me to the sessions walk out of the elevator. I watch as Joker turns and smiles his crazy smile at them but was still pissed off.
       "Hello boys!" He shouted at them. "Look at all you coming in groups together it really-" he suddenly stops talking and starts to gasp for air. The guards look at him alarmed.
          "What the hell is happening?" One of the guards shouted as the watched him fall to his knees still chocking.
          "What are you standing around for you idiots! Do something!!" I scream at them in irritation and fear. I really didn't know what was happening to the Joker and I'm scared that he won't be ok.
             I watch as the guards unlock his cell and run in to help him. But the minute they got into his reach he grabbed one and punched him in the face. The others stood there in shock. Before they could comprehend what just happened Joker punched them both across the face.
            He grabbed the keys from one of the guys hips and unlocks my cell. He then goes and unlocks Harley's cell. I watched as one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen stepped out of the cell. She was slim with long lean legs, she had a figure that every model would die for, a chest that all the men lust over, and the most beautiful strawberry blonde hair that I have ever seen.
            I stood there shocked from her beauty. She turned to look at me and stopped dead in her tracks. She looked me over with the same amazed expression I probably had.
"Oh Puddin' you were right! She is perfect!" Harley yelled as she started to jump up and down in excitement. Again with the 'perfect' thing, why am I perfect?!
"I'm glad you agree Harls but we have some business to take care of," Joker said as he turned to face the three guards.
"Oh we are gonna have so much fun!" He exclaimed as he makes his way over to them.
"You wanna know why?" He asked with his smirk still on his face. He was teasing them that was obvious but I wonder what he's gonna say.
His smirk suddenly disappeared and turned into a face full of rage.
"Because no one hurts what is mine."

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Let's just say I have new guards that take me to my sessions now. As I come out of my thoughts I see that we made it to the torture room. As we walk in I see that there is a giant tank that could at least fit 15 full grown men. What the hell is going on? I thought.
"Hello Trixy." Alexa, or should I say Head Bitch, said to me.
"I can tell you are confused about what this is and why it's here. Why don't I fill you in on what's going to be happening." She said a little too happy. Something going to happen and I have a feeling that it's not going to be in my favor.
"You see I called up Bruce and asked if I could know your story. He said it was for you to tell. But then I said it was so I knew what treatments to give you because the standard ones weren't working. So he told me your story and it seems you were tortured when you were with you family.
So I took all the torture ideas that your story gave me and combined it all together into one. This machine will lower the oxygen level, then I will have these men go in with oxygen tanks and beat you up, then they will attach a helmet to your head that will be attached to the electro monitor and you'll be shocked, then while you will be getting shock I will have someone carve into you with a knife and a piece of glass."
All I could do was stay frozen in shock at what she said. She wouldn't dare go to that extant to break me right? For god sake this will kill me if anything! I start to struggle and scream as much as I could to prolong them putting me in there. But I was only prolonging the inevitable. Oh how I wish Joker andHarley were here! I thought.

                                   Joker POV
        I watched as the guards took Trixy to her little 'sessions'. It still angers me that my little princess is getting treated this way. She should be honored and feared throughout all of Gotham! Just like me and Harls!
"Puddin' what do you think they're doin to her?" Harley asked from across the hall.
"I don't know Harls, but it's not good."
"What do you think she did to deserve such treatment. I mean WE don't even get treated that way!" She said in anger.
"I don't know Harls but what I do know is-" I was cut off when the most agonizing scream echoed down the halls. It was filled with so much fear and desperation that it brought me to my knees. I immediately knew who the scream belonged to. Trixy.
"Trixy!" Me and Harls yell out is pain and anger. NO ONE HURTS OUR LITTLE GIRL!
"Harls we are getting out of here before our little family gets ruined before it even starts!"

I'm so sorry this took forever for me to put up but I was having REALLY bad writers block. I really hope you liked it though and please comment and vote because I could really use the help with this story. Also it shows me that you want this story to continue.
Love you all!
Happy Holidays!!
~K