A lonely young women's life changes the very
night of Murray Franklin's murder, on live television and it is a change that her heart will never forget. When she spots a man passed out and bloody, in an alley, that same night and even when she sees...
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Arthur 🥀
Once Arthur reached the elevator and walked inside, there was an older woman with a toddler with her. Arthur stood still in the elevator, stoic and silent as usual, but he simply couldn't ignore the eyes that were staring inquisitively at him. The second the old woman saw Joker, she pulled the little boy closer, but the little boy still stared at Arthur with large, curious eyes and when Arthur looked back, he saw the child instantly smile at him.
The boy was at the magical, innocent age where the torments of adulthood hadn't yet tainted his outlook on this strange thing called "life" and he found himself thinking of Bruce...
That day that Arthur met little Bruce Wayne and he attacked his butler from the other side of the gate like a starving, caged wolf, he remembered something. He remembered how his overwhelming adrenaline took control, as it usually does, and how the only thing that truly made him release his prey was Bruce Wayne's, still innocent, eyes.
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Arthur saw himself, for a moment, in Bruce and remembered how he never truly had a childhood and instead had to become accustomed to abuse, violence, screaming and inappropriate touching. He didn't want Bruce to feel the way he felt as a child, even if it was only one memory, hence, he released his prey and took off before he caused anymore harm to an innocent child. Innocence was something that Arthur was robbed of growing up and he would never wish that on any child.
Never...
The boy had some of his fingers in his mouth and seemed very intrigued by the ominous looking clown, with a black hood over his head, standing beside him. It was funny how a small child didn't see him as someone frightening, but something mysterious and appealing. The boy kept smiling at Arthur, so he stared down at him and gave him a big smile.
