Queen Of The Damned

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In the whole eternity, The Queen of the Underworld only loved once: he was mortal and died shortly after she gave him a child. So when The Joker says he's a Prince, he's not actually lying or being a presumptuous lunatic: the green haired man is in fact royalty and sole heir to The Realm Below.

"Stop fidgeting!!!" the nurse admonishes

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"Stop fidgeting!!!" the nurse admonishes. "This is a new experimental drug and it will help you, OK?" she tries to reason with the patient confined inside a straitjacket, heavy chains bounding him to the metal table.

"Let me go!" he hisses and tries to bite her as she checks his neck for pulse.

"I can't let you go, Mister Joker. We're trying to make you better, alright?" the caregiver dodges his teeth before J can sink them in her flesh.

"If you don't untie me, my Mother will come!!! She doesn't like it if I'm in danger!"

"Shut the hell up, you insane bastard!" the attending physician can't hold in his bitterness while mixing the serum.

"Doctor Reeves!" the woman raises her voice. "That's not the way we talk! I know you are new at Arkham Asylum, but I would really appreciate it if you treat our cases with respect!"

"I'm sorry," the physician apologizes for his unprofessional remark. "He gets on my nerves!"

"Yes well... Please keep your personal opinions to yourself because they're not doing any good! The patient is very agitated; would you like me to take over?" she offers and gets cut off.

"I don't need your expertise, I'm a doctor for God's sake!"

"I wasn't implying otherwise," the nurse sighs at his obvious crankiness; why does she have to be stuck during the night shift with Reeves?! Arkham's South Wing is already harboring the worst criminals and a psychiatrist that took the job for the thrills can't possibly render assistance to the troubled convicts incarcerated here.

"I'm done," he taps the syringe and approaches The Joker when the lights suddenly flicker. "Another power outage?! The storm is not that bad!" the guy rants and doesn't realize the prisoner is not struggling to escape anymore.

"My Mother's coming!" the most demented smile flourishes on The Joker's lips. "I warned you!" he maniacally starts laughing with delight. "You should have listened!"

A low rumble shakes the immense building and the convoluted hallways fill up with mist: the Queen of The Realm Below steps in the world of the living again, surrounded by her loyal army of twisted warriors.

"Protect The Prince!" the invisible wraiths shriek, crawling on the walls in order to destroy the cameras. Some fly through brick and metal with the sole purpose of fulfilling their ruler's command: no greater honor than aid her son trapped in the human kingdom.

He often gets in trouble and somehow miraculously vanishes or avoids hazardous situations; this is his first time at Arkham and the authorities will believe tonight's events are an inside job or simply an elaborate breakout plotted by The Joker's team.

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