You approached Bruce after you had taken out most of the Joker's goons. Shayera walked beside him. All three of you were exhausted. You looked back and forth between the two of them. " Are you two okay?" You asked.
Shayera nodded, "yeah...," she looked around, "where's Fang?"
You arched your eyebrow, "I'm not sure. I was going to ask if either of you saw her." Bruce thought for a second, " I saw Joker run behind the gas station behind (y/n). Maybe Fang got excited and ran after him?"
You and Shayera looked at each other. "That's possible," you said, "I'll go look. I'll meet you two back at Bruce's place?"
They nodded in agreement and you walked around the gas pumps, with your guns raised. The next thing you knew , you were grabbed from behind and chloroformed.
You woke up, in the middle of a circus tent. You were tied to the pole in the center. You heard the sound of maniacal laughter coming from all sides. Closing your eyes, a few tears ran down your face.
//Flashback//
You were at a circus at the age of five. Holding a bag of popcorn in one hand and your mother held the other hand. The smell of musty hay and peanut shells filled the air. Your mother had to use the restroom, so she sat you down with your father and left. The two of you were seated on the front row, watching the various acrobats doing stunts, and clowns getting pied in the face.
Several of the clowns were walking around, talking to people and laughing psychoticly.
You tugged on your father's sleeve as the clowns began to approach you, "D-daddy... I'm scared... Can we go home now?"
Your father chuckled and put his arm around you ," Not quite yet, kiddo. Your mom and I payed good money to bring you here."
"Why?" You asked innocently.
Before he could answer, the clowns walked over to you.
The larger of the two leaned in and got uncomfortably close to your face, " HIIII LITTLE GIRL! WANT TO GET A PICTURE?"
You began to cry a little, "n-no... Go a-away..."
The clowns picked you up (with your father's consent not yours) and you began kicking and screaming but with no success (you were only five).
// back to the present//
You opened your eyes and took a deep breath. The laughter had stopped, and the joker was calmly sitting across from you. "It's been awhile," he said, " how are you?" He asked, smiling creepily.
" Well," you replied, " anyone tied to a pole could be better." He chuckled, " true.. "
"Why did you bring me here? " you asked, "you obviously want something from me. "
He smiled, " I'm glad you asked... Little sister."
