•The New Dancer•
This was it. Your first day at your new job. You were looking at yourself in the mirror trying to calm down, you were so nervous!
You had just landed a new dancing job at the biggest club in the city "Wildcard" it opened about 6 months ago and quickly became the hottest club in Gotham City. It's owner? Gothams infamous clown king - The Joker.
You didn't care about the clubs owner anyway, he's hardly ever there and when he is, him and his men go upstairs to the VIP booth. The Joker obviously had better things to do than worry about new staff.
You were nervous cause it was a new crowd. Although you've been dancing on poles and in cages for 2 years now it's always nerve wracking having a new audience.You were dressed in a cute short pink dress, that hugged your body, you had pink heels and a pink clutch to match. You covered your shoulders with a black leather jacket and your (h/c) hair was up in a perky ponytail. Your lip matte pink lip gloss matching your dress perfecting your look. This would do until you got changed for work.
You grabbed your keys, phone and other necessities put them in your clutch and headed out to your car. Your car was an old silver ford it was nothing special but it did the job. You revved the engine and drove off to the centre of Gotham City.
You walked into the club the music pumping, the bass vibrating in your chest. The bar was full and so was the dance floor. People dancing and grinding everywhere, drinks in hand, kissing and even some practically fucking. You walked over to the bar and waved over the bartender.
"Hi can I help love?" The guy said.
"Um hi, I'm (y/n) I'm the new dancer?" You more asked than said.
"Oh hey (y/n)! Give me two minutes to finish serving and I'll take you round back" he smiled. You returned the smile and perched on the barstool.
You crossed your bare legs hiding anything intimate and looked around the club. Knocking you out of your thoughts a guy maybe about 30 came up to you.
"Hey there gorgeous" he smiled creepily. "Wanna dance?"
"No thanks, I'm busy" you replied.
"Come on baby, I'll make it worth your while" he slyly grinned.
"I said no! I'm waiting for my boss now hurry along before you get hurt" You snapped. Couldn't he take a hint??
"Woah! Got a mouth on you! I like that" he tried a seductive look "baby come on just one dance! Your boss won't notice"
You stood up ready to give this jackass a beating when a voice behind you said "the lady said no scumbag, now get lost"
You turned and saw the bartender. You sighed with relief as the guy sulked off.
"Thanks" you said and turned to the bartender.
"No problem, I'm Jason by the way" he said and reached out a muscular arm to shake his hand.
You shook his hand and smiled politely. He then gestured for you to follow him which you did. He led you to the back of the club and through a small door.
It opened up into a big dressing room that looked like the ones you get at the back of concerts. There were half naked - and some completely naked - girls walking around everywhere. There were vanity tables with mirrors and makeup lining the back wall. There were hundreds of racks of clothes all with different girls names on them. Obviously their stage clothes you thought to yourself.
Jason waved down a guy sitting at the back in what looked like a directors chair. The guy saw him and waved you forward. As you got closer to the man you noticed his eyes were never looking at the girls faces. He looked about 40 with dark brown hair - a lot of it going grey - he was wearing a purple sweater vest and brown trousers.
He had sweat lining his forehead and beads dropping down his face, he was on the heavier side to put it nicely, he had a big round nose which was purple at the end and big bushy eyebrows above small beady - and pervy - brown eyes.
You stopped in front of him and he stood out of his chair "Ah! You must be my new girl! It's (y/n) yes?" He almost shouted with enthusiasm.
You nodded in response and smiled. "Ah yes! You're perfect!" He said then looked you up and down with those pervert eyes "great body, nice tits, perfect ass! You'll fit in here great!"
You smiled uncomfortably and glanced at Jason. He smiled at you reassuringly as if to say 'I'm sorry he does this to everyone'
You looked back at the pervert guy who continue talking "Oh I'm Paul by the way, I'm the manager" you held in a groan. This guy? The manger? Gross.
"So (y/n) before we get you out on stage there's a few things we need to do" he spoke, this time actually talking to your face not your cleavage. "First off you need to pick a stage name. It protects you from guys out there and gives you a sense of privacy. It's like a double life. Here you're whoever you decide to be and at home you can be you" he explained.
"So I can choose my own name?" You asked.
"Yes, but try make it sexy, or unique" he said. "Not something like Susan, that's boring something like Destiny over there or Chasity"
You pondered about it and kept thinking about names deciding to give it some good thought. "What else do I have to do?" You asked Paul the Pervert.
"Since you're new you don't have any clothes yet so today you'll borrow an outfit but if you look over there" he pointed over to a desk with 2 computers on and some catalogs "over there is where you choose the outfits you'd like and order them, you can have as many as you want and the club pays for them. You can even take them home if you wish" Paul explained.
"That's great! Thank you so much Paul" you expressed your gratitude.
"Last but not least you have to fill out these forms so we can get you on the system, but you need a stage name for that, you chose one yet? Don't worry it's a difficult job" he laughed.
You thought. What's sexy and unique? A name you could have to lead a double life? Suddenly you got it. A name in your head.
"How about Lilith?" You asked tentatively. It was a character from supernatural and a game you loved Borderlands. She was known as the FireHawk.
"Lilith! I love it! Sexy, unique! Well done!" Paul the pervert exclaimed.
You smiled politely and looked back at Jason who was smiling back at you "Welcome to the party Lilith"
•End of part one•
A/N: Just a slow introduction to the story, please let me know what you think! I'll try update as regularly as I can🃏
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The New Dancer
FanfictionYou are a new dancer at a popular club in Gotham ran by the Joker. He takes an interest in you and it's down the rabbit hole from the moment his eyes met yours. Joker x Reader Story (my first one) Warnings⚠️ Swearing Vulgar language Abuse Violence ...