The Joker Imagines

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Plot: Joker has been stalking her because of her new-found obsession with murder and serial killers. He breaks into her school and hunts her around the maze-like school, killing everyone in his path. She tries to escape him but instead he kidnaps her and forces her to be his with a forced lemon.

Which Joker: Jack Nicholson

Warning/s: Forced Lemon, Strong Language

Requested by:

Meaning: (Y/S/N) - Your School Name and (B/F/N) - Best friends name

A black and white plaid dress with knee high socks and polished black leather shoes was the regular outfit to be worn at my school. Although my outfit was regular, my personality was not. I have an interest in things such as murder and serial killers/killings. On several occasions I had attempted to work out both 'The Lady of the Dunes' and 'The Black Dahlia' cases. This unusual obsession had gotten me into trouble with many things... such as my peers, teachers, parents and search historys. But other than that, everything seemed as average as my outfit, except for the fact that something seemed incredibly off.

And to me it looked like I wasn't the only one that could feel it. Something would happen, I knew it would, but what would it be? A bang and a crash echoed eerily through the halls, answering my question in a loud raucous. Screams and shouts could also be heard as a wave of shock washed over the students at (Y/S/N). Everybody scrambled to various classrooms, lockers, closets and more in desperate need to protect themselves from what was to come. Realisation had finally set in.

"Sharkkkkk....." a deep gravelly voices cooed through the halls.

All students behind me sunk down and hid in the shadows. What could I do? Call out 'Right here!' and end it all? Or run away and have a chance from whoever was there? Yes. I ran, without stopping until I was in the chemistry room. There was only one other person in the room, (B/F/N). She/he had her/his hand over her/his mouth in attempt to stop desperate cries, instead only small whimpers came out. I gave him/her a quick glance before going into the back room, where all the chemicals were stored on two wracks, one on each wall. I hid behind the one on the right hand side, and repeated (B/F/N)'s actions by covering my mouth with my hand.

"Sharrrrrrkkkk...." the voice called out again, nearing the chemistry room.

'Please, no...' I thought.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are..."

'No...'

"You're in here aren't ya?" the voice pressed, rhetorically.

'Go away...'

"Ooh, who's this? Can you help me find Sharky?"

'He has (B/F/N)...'

I jumped up without a second to lose and rushed to the door, pushing it open with everything I had. And right then and there I saw who had caused all this terror..

'Green hair, Purple suit, Skin paler than pale and Ruby lips... The Joker...'

"Ahhh, there you are."

"Now let her/him go.."

The man, I know knew as the Joker, dropped (B/F/N) to the floor and began walking over to me. And right when he was in front of me, I placed my hand on his shoulders... then kneed him in the gut. I sped past the goons and the now-crippled Joker and ran through the halls getting concerned and fearful looks from everyone I passed.

*BANG*

'They got (B/F/N)...'

The stuff that almost always had fascinated me was now scaring me just the smallest bit but regardless, I managed to find the janitor's room, where I stepped right in and hid in a closet of cleaning products: Clorox Bleach, Cleanex, Paper Towels, Sponges and more. I clambered in with no time to waste. I would live through this, I had to... for (B/F/N).

"Now, now, that wasn't a very smart thing to do... you made Daddy angry and you're going to get punished for that..." the Joker muttered, prowling the halls.

I covered my mouth to hush my cries as I scrunched my body up into a little ball.

"It would be smarter to just come out. It would stop me from hurting... him,"

*BANG*

"Or her..."

Innocent people we're losing their lives because of me. This was stuff that fascinate me, strangely. I rounded up enough courage to move out of the closet and into the ope of the janitor's room, I crept over to the door and peeked out, watching.

Then his head suddenly snapped my way.

"Ahh, there you are..." he sighed in relief.

I stumbled back, tripped over a mop bucket this caused me to hit my head, knocking me out and surrounding myself in complete darkness. And the last thing I heard was..

"Oh, kitten, Daddy's not gonna kill ya, he's just going to hurt ya, really, really, bad."

Word Count:

781

End Note:

I hope you like it. I have heaps of requests to finish and I promise I'll get them done, very soon! Its been difficult with swim practise every day and school, so I'm hoping you can understand that. I'll probably have 1 or 2 chapters up tomorrow, so you can look forward to that. And as always I'll see you in the next chapter.. Byyyyyyeee! x