how it all went down {batfam}

five

{TW: Abuse (kind of)}

"What the hell do you want with me?" Black Bat said. The Joker rolled his eyes.

"Your different from the batboys." He moved closer to her. He held her chin up and examined her face which gave her the opportunity to spit in his face. Immediately after he slapped her right across the face. "You ungrateful bitch," he said grabbing a handkerchief and wiping his face. "Why did you do that? I've barely even done anything."

"You just fucking kidnapped me!" He slapped her again.

"Don't raise your voice at me. I asked a simple question." He moved over to sit down next to her on a box. "If you do everything I say we won't have a problem. You disobey, you get my hand. Do you understand?" She nodded and avoided his gaze. He slapped her again and grabbed her hair, pulling it up so she was facing him. "Look at me when I talk to you." He slapped her again. "And say 'Yes, sir' or 'No, sir' when responding to my questions. It's more polite that way. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," she said softly, while looking at him. He let go of her hair and threw her down.

"Ungrateful brat," he spat at her. "You should be thanking me. I took you away from the bad man. With me you'll see another side of the world you've never known." He started laughing maniacally which made Black Bat cringe in response. She sunk down on the floor and felt the tears rolling onto her cheeks. She knew her dad would rescue her but didn't know when.
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"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Red Hood shouted. "You let him get away with her?!" He was currently cleaning his guns which was a bad time to tell him that Black Bat got kidnapped.

"He had a gun pointed at me. He had already shot her in the leg. I wasn't taking any chances."

"The Dark Knight is the biggest pussy I've ever met," Red Hood said.

"Dark humor won't help find her," Nightwing said, trying to defend Batman.

"It's a coping mechanism."

"Where are we going to look first?" Red Hood asked. Batman had his head hung low. He was drinking scotch but needed something stronger. "Now is not the time to have our inner alcoholic come out. This is serious. Joker took Caa-I mean Black Bat."

"I don't know. I have no leads. None. Zilch. Zero." He drowned the drink, practically emptying it. He filled it up more and took a big sip. "We can check his usual hideout places. Alfred will draw up a list and we'll cross them off one by one." He looked and saw everyone slumped. "We'll find her," he said taking one last sip. "Together."
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"Wakey wakey baby batsy." The Joker threw a bucket of freezing cold water on Black Bat. She looked at her shoulder and saw the tattoo was still covered. "We decided to put a new bandage on so it wouldn't get infected. Can't have my new plaything broken." He smiled at her and looked at what she was wearing. She looked down to see her only in a bra, underwear, a bandage wrapped around her leg, and her mask.

"What the hell is wrong with-?" A hard slap came across her face before she could finish.

"I don't think I gave you permission to speak." She coward down and tried covering what she could. "Now your shy? What happened to all that confidence when you tried stepping me up? That reminds me," he slapped her hard. "That's for trying to step me up." Black Bat licked her lips and tasted blood. She caressed the middle of her lip and flinched. It had split open. The Joker threw a rag at her. "For your mess. You better not get blood on the floor or I'll make you lick it up." She wiped it up as carefully as she could. "By now the batfamily is probably checking all my places in this dump of a town. Which means it won't take them long for them to find me here. You know where you are?"

"No, sir." The Joker smirked knowing she would be under his charm in just a few minutes.

"This is the place where your daddy made me." He took one last breath before saying his next statement. "This is where I'm going to make you." She looked at him in horror and was about to protest. But she felt the stinging of her lip and decided against it. He crouched down in front of her and said, "Would you like that?" She had tears streaming her cheeks.

But she mustered whatever strength in her to look him in the eyes and say, "Yes, sir."