Alexandria Wayne was stuck in between a rock and a hard place when she meets and falls in love with her father AKA Batman's sworn enemy...The Joker.
(This Is A JARED LETO/JOKER Fanfiction Book, So Don't Read It If You Don't Like These Type Of Books.)
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN SHE ESCAPED?!" Bruce shouted, holding the phone up to his ear. He received a call, in the wee hours of the morning, finding out that his daughter had somehow escaped from the Asylum.
"W-well w-we don't really know h-how she escaped and the surveillance c-cameras have been tampered with." The chief of police stuttered, switching the phone from one ear to another. "But I can assure to you, Mr. Wayne, that we will do everything in our power to find your daughter and bring her back safe and sound."
"See that you do!" And with that, he hung up and climbed out of bed.
"What's going on, honey?" Talia asked, sitting up in the bed. She placed her hands over her small baby bump, looking over at Bruce as he paced back and forth.
"Alex escaped from Arkham Asylum last night." He sighed.
"Are you serious? I thought you said she had amnesia or something."
"She does, which is why her escaping doesn't make any sense." He sat down on the edge of the bed and covered his face, knowing exactly who helped her escape. The real question was though...how did he find out that she was still alive?
"She's completely out of control, baby. Maybe it's time to just...cut the cord and let whatever happens to her happen." She said, wrapping her arms around his shoulder.
"What? Talia, how can you say that? She's my daughter!" He snapped at her.
"No, she's your problem! For as long as I've known you, Alexandria has done nothing but soil your reputation and bring you down in the worst possible way!" Bruce gently shoved her away from him and stood up, walking out of the room and making his way downstairs to the bat cave. Though Talia did have a point about Alex staining the Wayne reputation, Bruce could care less about any of that. All he cared about was his daughter's safety and he was going to do whatever he had to do to bring her back home.
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Harley sat in her caged cell, hanging upside down, as she heard noises coming her way. Looking up, she saw Griggs and a few other armed officers coming her way, as she smirked and sat right side up.
"You gonna come down from there or what?" Griggs asked her. Harley laughed and swung slowly down to the floor. "Oh yeah, look at you." She grabbed the bars and leaned up against them, mustering up the most seductive look she possibly could.
"You know the rules, hotness. You gotta keep off of these bars."
"What, these bars?" She questioned.
"Yeah. Those bars." He chuckled. Harley licks the bar and starts laughing.
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"Oh, my God. You are really in bad shape upstairs, lady!"
"Gonna come in here and tell me that? Or are you too scared? Come on, I'm bored. I'm bored. Play with me." She whined.
"You put five of my guards in the hospital, honey. No one's gonna play with you. You sleep on the ground." He told her.
"I sleep where I want, when I want, with who I want."
"Oh man. I love you." He smiled, placing his hands on the radio. "Alpha One, hit her." She felt an electrocuted shock fill her body, as she fell back onto the floor.
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She then screamed and jumped up, running towards the bars and banging her head, falling right back onto the floor. All she could think about was how she got there and who put her there, and those thoughts filled her with complete sadness and rage.
