I stepped outside of the warehouse along with The Joker and his henchmen, and we all walked to a van only feet away.
"Shotgun!" I yelled, running the the passenger seat.
"Not if I beat you first!" The Joker yelled, running faster than me.
He grabbed the car handle, and I frowned.He took his hand, and placed it on my mouth, and turned it into a smile.
"You can have it" He says, "I'll just drive", as he walks to the other side of the van. I plopped down on the seat and buckled up, Joker was a reckless driver, and I was not going to let myself die from such a stupid way of death. When I died, I would be remembered.The Joker speeds off onto the road, he was wearing no makeup, in order for his plan to work correctly.
The plan, was simple.
The Joker was going to dress up as Jim Gordon in order to break into the Mayor's office to detonate the bomb that was inside of the building.
I would go to the High School, kill a few people to make a point, and bomb the place.
The other henchmen would simply bomb the place.
Of course, by now, I'm sure Gotham had the entire city evacuated due to the threats. There were two highschools, 1000's of people. Imagine, if they all died.Goosebumps of joy appeared just thinking about it.
As we arrived at the alley, I was told to go into the police station, dressed like a normal teen, and get the attention of a police officer, and get them to come outside, where The Joker would steal his uniform.
I stepped out of the car, and waved back at the Joker as I reached the front entrance of the building.
It was hectic, due to the fact that they knew there was a possibility of their building getting blown up.
I began crying, and walked to Jim Gordon, who was yelling frantically into his phone, instructions on what people should be doing to evacuate.
"Sir! Sir!" I yell, tugging at his jacket.
"Please! You've gotta help me! I was walking in the alley, getting ready to head home from the gas station with my sister, when a man came up and stabbed her. I think she's dying, but my cell phone is dead." I said, pulling out the bomb phone.He hesitated for a second, and I began sobbing, took his hand and lead him to the back alley where The Joker was waiting.
Gordon yelled before he left the building,
"You guys make sure you fully evacuate all suspected buildings!" He said.I quickly walked and saw the henchman who was to play the stabber in his place down near a dumpster.
"Right here! This is where she was stabbed." I said, walking to the dumpster.Gordon let go of my hand and went to investigate the back of the dumpster where I pointed to.
He let out a yelp when The Joker came from behind, knocking him out with a chop to the neck.
I began laughing and helped The Joker carry the body back to the van, where I stripped Gordon down to his bare essentials, excluding underwear.
The Joker had recieved some vital items in order for him to look like Gordon. The dinky little 60's mustache, which we recieved at a joke shop earlier, and he used make up to cover up the facial scar.
He placed Gordon's hat on his head, and the clothes on, along with the glasses and mustache.
I took a good look at him, and I must say.
He was very beileveable."Okay, let's get this show started" The Joker said.
We grinned together, and hopped back into the van, getting ready to head to the High school where I would be dropped off.

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The Joker and the Purple Jester {Currently Being Updated}
FanfictionTake a look into the mind of a young girl madly in love with a man who's more than out of her league. Follow the Purple Jester, a girl with mild multiple personality syndrome, who's fallen in love with The Joker. The two of them find a love that is...