The Joker Imagines

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Plot: Joker see's her on a date with Batman so he kills him (in front of her) and makes her his with a forced lemon

Which Joker: Jack Nicholson

Warning/s: Violence, Strong Language

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You were dating the caped crusader of Gotham City; The batman. This, of course, had its ups and downs, one of the downs being you constantly were having to watch your boyfriend being bashed and beaten, helplessly. I say helplessly because I couldn't help him, I want to... but he won't let me. He says it far too dangerous for somebody like me, am I insulted by this? No, I'm flattered... he cares for me.

I had myself seated myself by the ledge of a building with the man himself; Batman. At the moment we were on what I considered a date. It wasn't a date that regular couples would go on however, this didn't worry me. He just simply sat there watching over the city with me watching over him. He was just so-

"Batsy, Batsy, Batsy" I heard from behind us.

Bruce quickly sprung to his feet pulling me up with him, my long blonde hair whipping around behind me. I looked on only to the Joker in all his 'glory', His deep imperfect green hair, a deep purple coat, dark purple dress pants and black polished dress shoes.

"Joker..." he replied, glaring protectively.

"Peach, stay behind me... whatever you do." he begged.

"Okay..." I whispered in disbelief.

Bruce whipped out a batarang on the ready.

"Tch, tch, tch, I wouldn't do that if I were you." The Joker said trying to counteract his enemies actions by pointing his gun at me.

"Tell me something, my friend. You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?" he asked us both.

"What?" we both asked in unison, Bruce with a mortified look on his face.

Batman, in all his anger began to run at Joker, batarang raised high in the air.

"I always ask that of all my prey. I just... like the sound of it."

[shoots him]

"No!" I cried out rushing to his side grabbing my handkerchief from my sundress' pocket, putting it over his wound.

Holding his hands in mine I had almost forgotten about the Joker's presence until he kicked Batman on his side rolling him out of my grip and plummeting off the roof. All I could do was silently cry out and scream for him.

I was paralyzed, who was to protect the city now? I'm going to die... I tuned out thinking about all the collisions that sick bastard had had with my Bruce leading up until now... he had won. As the thought finished a white cloth was forcibly placed over my nose and mouth, disappearing everything into little black dots.

- TIME SKIP -

I was no longer aware of the time or the place. I sat in the pure darkness awaiting for something to happen. I tried getting up but was met with a rough rope holding me back, I heard a deep chuckle from the left hand corner.

"Who's there?" I asked confidently.

"I see you've finally woken up..." the voice trailed off.

"I said; Who's there?" I shouted.

He stepped into the light, still not saying anything but there was no need. I was paralysed with fear immediately regretting my previous actions as I gulped. He then began laughing at my fear, it was so scary, eerie and surreal. Where was Batman when you needed him? The Joker, as I'd come to know him slid in front of me and stuck his hand out as if he were royalty... which I guess, In Gotham he was. Tears brimmed the sides of my eyes as I leant forwards and placed a small kiss to his knuckles.