The images haunt you but they're always images. Until the day that they aren't. Crossing into another reality you learn that you are far from normal and now your life is only going to get far stranger as time progresses.

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Dallas Gordon, niece of Jim Gordon, parents deceased at 6, and now 18 years old and lives with Jim in Gotham City. At the age of 8, Dallas met a boy that had the color of fire for hair. His dark hazel eyes stared into her blue ones, mesmerizing them. 10 years later, those same hazel eyes met hers once again.

"Dr. Harleen Quinzell overseeing patient 4479 otherwise known as the Joker."

I used to be his. He used to mine. Until he got in the way. Now he is mine, and I am his.