Edith POV
I had no idea what day it was or the time. Men would regularly come in beat me,rape me and leave. this happened 2 or 3 times a day. I ate very little. But surely everyone wouldn't touch the food that your kiddnapper gave you. I had become weak and tired but strong enough to bare the pain that was caused. I was slowly slipping into unconciousness when another gaurd walked in. I attempted weakly to shield my eyes from the blinding light. I took a deep breath for the gaurd to hit me for not eating the food, Instead they crouched infront of me. "hey sweety" sa female voice said. I removed my hands and saw a female gaurd sitting infront of me, "I brought some nicer food and a nicer drink. also a medical kit" she said. She layed the stuff on the floor and moved to sit down. I watched her curiously as she opened the food. A burger. She ripped a bit off and ate it. "I haven't done anything to it. otherwise i wouldn't of eaten it" she said holding it out to me. I nodded. I took a bite at it and moaned as it hit my senitive taste buds."why are you helping me?" I asked. "cause i see no point in you being here and treated like this. they make you to weak for you to even answer the questions they want to as you" she said finishing her mouthful. She moved to open the 1st aid kit. "any wounds" she asked. I nodded and weakly pulled off the top that was a dark red from my blood revealing the mutilple stab wound. Some yellow with infection and others still bleeding. She moved closer to me with the disinfecter. She paused a few meters away from me. I nodded for her to continue. She poored it on my infected wounds and applied preasure. She winced at my eye pericing scream. "im soo sorry" she said. Tears falling from my face as my teeth bit deeper in my hand. She banaged it up and moved on to the next one.
I must of passed out from the pain cause when I woke she was sleeping peacefully next to me. I went to sit up and cried out in pain. This must of woken the guard up. "shh you'll re open the wounds" she said. "they will re open anyway if I don't get out of here" I said standing up. "what do you think your doing!" she said jumping up to my side. "escaping" i retorted. "you wont make it not without help!" she said. "oh yeah and whos going to help me. i'm 19 im not stupid enough to think that anyone will help me." i said simply. "i will. i can get you to a jet and we can get you back" she said. "we need a fucking jet!" i whisper shouted. "you really think we are near gotham." she said smirking. "in my defence i dont have a window. and i dont even know your name" i said. "Diana" she said. I nodded. We took many knives that they have left from touchering me. We opened the door and snuck quitely through the halls. Getting passed the open doors was the hardest, at least one man would glance at the open door. You were almost to the jets but a man called you. "run now!" Diana yelled. "not without you!" i yelled back. "you will die if you dont leave now. go please" she said. A gunshot was heard and Diana gasped. I followed her gase to her stomach and ran to her. "we can fix this please. your my 1st friend. please dont" i cried. Her eyes started closing and the men started advancing towards me. I looked down at her and then looked to the jet. I could go home be with dad and grandad or stay here be alone, they wont save Diana. But dad and grandad can! "hold on Diana" i said picking her up. She whimpered in pain as I lifted her up in my arms. I ran to the jet and and layed her on a seat strapping her in tightly so it would put pressure on her wounds. Luckily I have flown dads jet so the controls weren't that hard to find out. I set the jet off and once I knew we were safe I turned it on auto piolet. "Diana stay with me" I said. "why did you take me with you?" she asked. "i have had too many people die in my arms. I don't want another one" I said moving the staps to see the wound. "who else died?" she asked silently. I sighed. "my mother. when i was 5" I said. Mum's death was a sore topic even though I was 5 i could still remeber it like it was yesterday. "im sorry" she said. "its fine im more worried about you. do we have phones on here?" i asked hoping i could make contact with my phone at Jokers. SHe nodded and pointed to the box. Lets call a Joker.
Joker POV
I was spinning around on my chair trying to distract myself and hoping to gather any clues on where Edith was. Edith's phone started ringing. I glanced at it and saw that was no caller ID. I thought it might of been Bruce calling on his Batphone If he had one of those.
Edith Joker
Hello
Hello bruce
Do i really sound like a man?
EDITH *crashing noises*
Yeah its me. hey im flying a jet to bruce you need to get there 1st.
okay I will
and set up the imfirmery we are gunna need it
omg are you hurt!
not as bad as my friend. im fine atm but just get there
see you in a min
bai
/*end of call*/
My baby is comming home!
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Joker Little Girl (Book 2)
FanfictionBook 2 to Smile. Edith grows up to young well manard woman all because of the person who raised her. Bruce Wayne , Her Granddad and Godfather. Ever since her motjer was murdered by the Joker when he was on a killing spreee bavk when she was 5 Edith...