Mad but finally loved❤️🃏

Part two: what fun

"Well, well, well...look who do we have here." a deep voice that sent shivers down the spine says, "The famous Iron Man aka Tony Stark."

Tony turns around to look something disturbed, a green hair man with tattoos on his face and some metal teeth. Tony slowly opens the door as he stares at the man.

"Who the heck are you?" Tony asks him and he briefly looks around him for a weapon or something like that. He finds nothing.

The man laughs and Tony feels shivers running down his back. That laugh was slow and creepy, and more with its owner.

"HaHaHa, well you see Tony Stark." The man stop smiling and get serious, "I am the Clown Prince, the Prince of Gotham city, and I am the Joker."

Tony got out of car and run as far as he can. That man was crazy; Tony could hear his laugh from afar. He goes in an alley, hides back of the trash.

"SO YOU WANT TO PLAY LIKE THAT! HAHAHA! THEN LET'S PLAY HIDE AND SEEK."

Tony was behind a trashcan, hiding from that such 'Joker'. That man wanted him, maybe for money but Tony saw in his eyes and saw something else. HE wanted something else from Tony.

"FRIDAY." Tony whispers into his watch, "Active the suit."

"Yes, Boss."

Tony looks up to see the car. His suit is in the trunk, which mean that the suit would come to him and he would head to Bruce's Mansion. He waits but nothing happens.

"Ahm...FRIDAY what happened?"

"I cannot access the suit, Boss."

"What?"

Tony looks at the car to see the suit in pieces. Every parts was a far from each other, all but the helmet. It was locate on the car roof with a painted smile and cross-eyes.

'Well,' Tony thought, 'I try to kill myself before coming here so why am I hiding?'

"Mr. Stark! Come out, out wherever you are~" He hear a cheerful voice calling after him. "We did to talk about your pretty iron suit."

Well maybe Tony thought to kill himself but to die on those man's hands, he did not want to think about it. Tony feels a vibration in his pocket. His Stark phone! He had forgotten about it. Slowly, he take out his phone and dials Bruce.

"Tony-"

"Bruce, a clown is attacking me on the street!" Tony whisper-yell, "He says that he has an appointment with me. You have to help me."

"Okay Tony stay on the phone." Tony could hear Bruce running around, "You have to tell me what's around you and tell me where you are hiding."

"Well, there a coffee shop, a library and a construction. I am in alley, between the library and coffee shop. Alfred's car is like 4 or 6 blocks away from me." Tony takes a deep breath, "I would distract him while you come for help and-"

"No! He is the Joker; he is crazy and would do anything to get you. I have an idea; I would send Batman for you."

"That Bat? Isn't that one who died?" Tony asks but he never hears Bruce answer back because Tony is on the ground with his arm on his back.

"Tag you're IT." The Joker begins to laughs.

Before Tony tries something, he feels something sting his neck and his vision turns black.

Tony groans he wakes up in uncomfortable position as wakes up he remember what had happened to him and tries to stand up but his is tie onto a table.

"So, have wake up, Sleeping beauty."

Tony tries to look up but all he gets to see is a big lamp.

"You see Tony; I need a special weapon and that meant to me and only me."

"No."

"Well then."

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Tony tries to scream out but his mouth was covered. The Joker was giving him therapy shocks. He could feel his skin burning down on his sides. While suffering, he could hear laughter, a laughter he would never forget. A laugh he would follow until its owner dies.