Joker POV
I have been thinking for a while, if this is how it feels to be sane, is it worth it? I walk into my base, the old batcave graffitied to be the Jcave. I take the beer on my desk, one of the last ones in Gotham, and drink it. This is my new way to be my old self, to be insane. The phone on the desk rings and I pick it up. The guy on the phone says "Joker we have a guy you might want to see". I simply laugh and say "I haven't wanted to see a guy in years, why would today be different?. The man simply says "this man could help the resistance, his name is ---".
3rd pov
Hearing the name made the Joker laugh in glee as he says "man Arkham wasn't the same without him". Joker hangs up the phone and starts walking to the resistance base singing I Will Survive.
Part 2
Who is this mysterious man, this truly is a riddle.
If you comment who it is first you get a call out. If not wait to next time.
Chaos (that is going to be my nickname for this fanfic) out.
