10 minutes later, Dr Alyce Sinner, the very woman I needed to use to get out of this dump, requested to see me.
In her office, I couldn't help but notice how different she was to any of the other Doctors here. She was stern but she looked fun. She wore blood red ribbons in her auburn brown hair and she was wearing red heels.
Getting straight to the point, she explained "after reading crane's report on you I just had to meet you, you see, he has diagnosed you with super sanity and violent tendencies which may stem from severe ADHD, this is not a combination we see in most people, and I most certainly have not come across this before ".
Naturally, I had no idea what super sanity was so I asked her what it was. She had no trouble explaining it. Apparently, it basically means that I see things as they are and I am not distracted or blinded by things like grief or anger or shock. For example, if I was to see someone get shot death, all I would see is someone getting shot by someone else but normal people would see murderer shooting a victim and would feel bad for the victim and hate the murderer. It also means I have a higher awareness of things than most people.
"Does that mean I can go now? as in I can leave?" I asked excitedly. The prospect of leaving this awful asylum of boredom was amazing. I wasn't even sorry about the fact that I would be leaving behind Ed and Jim. I never trusted them anyway.
"No, you are being kept in here for testing," she stated in an emotionless boring tone.
This was something i found very interesting but at the same time it felt a bit like a very bad joke. She was basically saying that I was being kept in a nuthouse because i was more sane and much more aware than most people.
"Now that, is not what I had in mind, the last person to do me wrong was my ex and things did not go very well for her, so, I strongly suggest you let me go, for your own good," I warned her cackling madly at the end of it. I smiled at her in a way that partially contradicted what I was saying
"Interesting, it appears that you do remember who you are," she stated intrigued. Silently demanding an explanation, she narrowed her eyes.
"Not exactly, you see I only have that one memory but everything else is blank to me, it's like I'm a child trying to reach their favourite toy from underneath their bed but they can't quite reach it," I explained as artistically as I could.
"When did you regain this memory?" She questioned curiously.
"Well, doc Crane wanted me to test some gas of his, and it gave me visions and I saw lots of strange things, and then I saw myself and it was a memory, a real memory, it was of me killing lots of people, and it was gloriously funny" I explained.
"Ok, well I think you ought to leave I have some business to attend to with Dr Crane," she sternly instructed.
"Of course, but remember, I never forget and I never forgive, so beware, you will get what's coming to you, bye now!" I told her leaving the room. Opening the door, I flashed her a menacing smile and left laughing. I must say, that, was very interesting.
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how the cards fell (joker origin story)
FanficThis is a joker origin story that I have completely made up (besides the characters obviously) and wont follow any existing origin stories for the joker that I know of. Harley Quinn MAY feature but it is not certain. no copyright intended.