A Bat and Her Beginning

Chapter 7: The Ransom Video

Barbara's POV:

I open my eyes. My whole body hurts. There are bright purple bruise all over me. There is probably one on my should and my back but I can't see. I can see dried blood on my eye lid from where I had hit my head ok the floor and it had dripped down.

I have duck tape over my mouth. In front of me there is a video camera that has to be no later then from the late 80s, by the looks of it. When I look down I see my hand and feet are strapped to the metal chair I'm in with leather straps. Under my chair is a huge white cloth. I can see there is a another white cloth draped against the wall behind me. I'm in nothing but my bra and my thong.

I begin to moan uncontrollably due to the pain in my side where the Joker has jammed his switch blade in. I finally get myself to shut up like two minutes later.

About eighteen seconds after shutting my self up the door to the room I'm in swings open. It reveals the CrownPrince of Crime, the Joker. Great.

He walks toward to me, I begin to struggle to break free, but I so weak from the blood loss that I can't move my torso. I can only move my arms and legs, but I can't move them strong enough to do anything.

He looks at me and cackles. I feel tears well up in my eyes. Lord, why me.

He presses his hands against my wounds, one on my side and one on my leg. This cause me to let the tears flow down my face at a rapid pace.

He smiles, "Don't worry you stupid little bitch. I need you alive. For now." Actually I'd rather be dead, "We're gonna make a little preview video for your pops. Hence the video camera, and the sheet, we can't have him figure out where you are and go playing hero. That wouldn't be fun! No! No! And we need this to be as much fun as possible!!!"

He walk towards the video camera. I stop crying, dad can't see me crying. He can't give in to the lunatics demands. Not that me not crying will make that much of a difference, I'm one huge sore. But still I must be strong.

He turns on the Camera. And begins his speech, " Aww Barb don't be rude say hi to your father!" He steps behind me and grabs me cheeks squishing them. I yank my face free. "Oh yeah sorry Jim I forgot your little baby is a little tied up right this second." He cackles and slaps his knees. Hilarious, Joker you're as witty as a seven year old. He pulls himself together and continues, "Oh Comish, take a joke. It must have been hard the past week without her." Holy crap I was unconscious for a week.

He starts to speak again,"I know your not laughing right this second but Barb is perfectly safe," he sniffs my hair, "for now at least. Do exactly as I say and she will be returned to you. You may get her back with a few more scars than you remember." He once again laughs uncontrollably. This time it's for at least three minutes, man he's just wasting film.

He composes himself, "Now here comes the serious part Gordon! Are you ready for this, I don't think you are. If you refuse my demands, daddy dearest, I will let my men have their way with your little pumpkin here!" He grabs the string of my thong and lets it go to pop against my skin. My eyes go wide and I can't be strong anymore, the tears seem to jump out of my eyes. I don't even have close my eyes to get them to fall. He looks at me a laughs this time finding it so funny he snorts.

He's yelling now between laughs, "What a touching sight, huh Jim? Ahahahaha!!! I didn't even mention the part where when they're done Jim I'll make sure she'll die a slow painful death. Hahahahah! My planned method is to water board her."

He rips the tape off my mouth I scream, "DAD, DON'T GIVE IN!!!!"

He walks out the door with the video camera in his hands, I hear his voice saying "So Jimbo lets get down to business. I want five million in unmarked bills, and..." his voice is now out of earshot.