Havoc (A BatJokes story)

Chap4: Shock Treatment

Batman's eyes slowly opened. A sore pain corrupted the back of his head. Batman groaned out. The room that he seemed to be in was empty. The Bat could feel his arms being restricted by a hold of rope. His feet attached to the chair by cuffs. "Hello?" Batman's eyes were burning from a portion of light that was dangling in front of him. He could tell he has been captured, though he still wasn't frightened.. Yet. His entire neck burned, his wrist felt sore, and he had a banging headache. Joker watched from a distance, he could see his poor Bat just tied up to the chair, helpless.. Vulnerable.. Oh, the possibilities.. Joker smiled maliciously.

"So, what are ya gonna do with him first? Torture him? Ooh, that sounds fun! Let's tease him and mess around! Oh! And let's threaten him!" Harley appeared out of nowhere. Almost making Joker jump. "I'm not sure, I kind of just want him to talk first.. And then if he doesn't answer my questions I will reveal his identity! Or something like that," "Can we still keep him afterwards?" Harley gave Joker her 'puppy eyes'. Joker always could never say no to that face. "We'll see.." Joker's gaze fell back onto Batman. "Oh.. this will be fun indeed," Joker stepped forward out from the dark; into the light. So Batman could see him now. "Joker," Batman coughed. He tried to pull forward, he just wanted to strangle that clown right then and there. "Go ahead Batsy, try to come at me.. And see what it does," Joker reached into his pocket. It was a remote? He pressed a button to demonstrate. The remote sent electrical shocks to Batman, his stomach clenched from the pain. "Gah!" Batman's eyes popped open. His heart pumped vastly. "If you try anything then.. Zip! Zap! You're dead!" Joker laughed hysterically. Harley started giggling from afar.

Batman grunted, he looked back up at the menacing clown. "Fuck.. You," he huffed out. "Oh really? Fuck me? Alright then.. Y'know I can turn up the heat if you like," Joker pulled out the remote once again. The clown showed off the levels on the remote. Joker counted: "level 5, that's the level you're on; be good if you wanna stay on it. Level 10, that's for when you try anything against us.. Like escaping for example, level 15 is for when you are misbehaving.. And level 20.. Oh boy, you do not wanna get on that side.. So let's stay at level 5 for now.." Joker chuckled as he pulled at Batman's shock collar. Batman couldn't think of anything more serious than this moment. Batman also wondered if level 20 could have the capacity to kill him. "Now what should we do with him?" Harley questioned. Joker looked around. There wasn't much things to do. Batman stared at both of them disgustingly, he just wanted to be released just so he could choke both of them. But Batman knew that wasn't a good idea. It went passed his better judgment. "We could guess what's under his mask before we actually take his mask off," Harley suggested. Joker nodded.

"Well.. I would have to guess that he is probably related to someone rich.. Because there is no way you can afford all those weapons and gadgets for cheap!" Joker looked at Harley. "Seems logical enough," Harley agreed. "Should we take it off now?" "Nah, I wanna wait until the tension builds.. This is a revealing moment, Harley! It needs to be special, we can't just take off his mask like it was nothing! After all these years after fighting against him I wanna know the man that keeps beating me! The Bat!" Joker did make a good statement. Batman growled from the back. Joker turned to look at him. He actually managed to get out of the ropes. Batman fell to the ground. His body was weak. His wrist stung, and his legs felt broken. "Oh, trying to escape, huh?" Joker stepped forward and frowned, he lifted up his foot. Stepping on the head of his enemy; Batman. His head felt like it was being crushed. Batman was strong enough to grab Joker's leg and pull him down. Joker's body collided with the floor. Harley gasped.

Batman grabbed at Joker's shirt and pounded his fist into his face repeatedly. Joker just kept laughing. Batman then grabbed him by the neck and then slammed his head into the floor. Joker took out the remote hastily. "Level 5.." Joker wheezed out. Batman could feel a slight shock go through his chest. Batman gave in a slight growl. "Level 10.." Joker could feel Batman's grip get loosened. His body felt electrified. Batman gave a loud groan. Still, Batman didn't let go. He slammed Joker's head into the ground again out of pain. "Level 15," Joker chuckled slightly. Batman stopped what he was doing immediately, he felt almost like he was going to throw up. Joker looked at the Bat and put his finger on the remote again. "S-stop!" Batman cried. His entire body was shaking. Batman lied on the floor, coughing and gagging. Joker got back up. His hair was a mess. Scratches covered his face and blood on his lips. Joker swung his leg back and let it swing forward; kicking Batman in the stomach. Batman groaned. He couldn't even move. "C'mon Batman! Is that all you've got?" Joker laughed as he kicked him again, but it was harsher. He did it again and again. Batman couldn't move. "Stop J, that's enough," Harley grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. "Let's just tie him back up and deal with him in the morning," Harley crouched down in front of the Bat. "Are you hungry? Thirsty? We have water," Harley patted his head. Batman couldn't say anything.

He felt violated, vulnerable.. Afraid.. Batman is never afraid..

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hellooooooooooo! i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! i love writing when I have an audience! today is my birthday so- 🎉🎉 happy b-day to meeee!! no one is even gonna be there (i think) i texted my mom but she probably has work😩 i actually kind of like this chapter- wait, i like all my chapters! i love writing!💕💚💜