the truth ( joker fan fiction )

secret life

[this is a joker fan fiction. this story will be having dirty league, and sex. if you don't like stories with no hidden extras such as death or sex you shouldn't read this story. all the characters except the main character and a couple filling people are from movies or cartoons.

I will also say that I'm from Norway, so my English may not be the best. Please don't hate me because of it!

enjoy

EDIT: just so you guys know the writing gets better in the later chapters, I will fix it later, but not before the story is done. But now you know! :D

EDIT2: yeah, i am to lazy to fix all my grammer mistakes. Read at own precaution. 

Enjoy]

I am a 23 year old girl living in Gotham city. the city of crime.

I know that my looks are not something to brag about, but really I don't need a great body or face.

You see, when you dress up as a man every day. It suddenly isn't really that important to where makeup or fix your nails every week. It would actually just blow your cover.

I am working under one of the biggest crime villains in the hole world. No other than Joker himself.

I have been working for him since I was 19. I had a crush on him since I was 20. and gave up on him and got a boyfriend when I was 21.

Because I have no plans on getting to be anything more than a henchman to him. It would be extremely dangerous to even tell him I was a woman.

Nobody of the henchmen knows that I am a girl.

and nobody of the people I know besides work knows I am pretending to be a boy, and works for The Joker.

there was once a guy named Ryan tho who was suspicious on me being a girl. So before he could even get the chance to tell his theory to any of the other henchmen or Joker, I killed him.

Joker almost got mad at me and I was extremely frighten by his look at me when he found out. But lucky for me Joker never really liked Ryan, and he thinks that I am mute so he wasn't expecting any explanation. And he knows I never kill without an reason.

My life is actually really great. I use most off my days in a room all by myself Joker gave me in his home. I am actually the only henchmen that has my OWN room!

and I am really thankful for that, because the room has a lock. so I can actually wear lighter clothing like a shorts and a singlet sometimes instead of a big hood and baggy pants.

And take a shower without fearing someone will come in and see that I have no.. you know.. that I have no cuck.

I am laying down in my bed in only a t-shirt and underwear reading a book, when someone knock on my door.

"Mute!? Joker wants you in his office now!" a guy named Charles yell so I can hear him through my locked door.

I quickly gets up and runs to my clothes on the floor. I put on my big hood and sweatpants.

Joker wants me in his office? this can't be good..

I grab my mask and puts it on. The clown mask looks really cool, but at the same time it looks really creepy.

sometimes I wear a mustard instead of the mask. But then I need time to fix my eyebrows with makeup and such so I don't look like a girl.

today is not a "juse as much time you need" day.

Joker is bit an impatient man.

I put on the hood and makes sure nobody can se my long hair, so I put it in a low ponytail. Couse my hair is really long, and I really don't want to cut it. my father did always cut my hair really short when I was a kid. I hated my father.

"hey! Mute!? are you there?" Charles yells again.

I walk to the door and opens it.

"Joker want to see you now" he says the walks away.

I nod and walks past him.

this is going to be interesting... or the death of me.

either way I got to hurry!