Imagine becoming the new Joker.
(Heath Ledger's Joker)
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Crouching against the wall, I try to catch my breath again. Running is really not my favourite thing to do, I can't believe some people actually enjoy doing it in their free time and stuff. How insane must they be? Looking behind me, my eyes scan for any sign of Batman. None that I can see. Turing my head towards J, I try to find my words. "I think we lost him now, J." My words were interpreted by me attempting to catch my breath, but I think he understood. Laughing, J looks around too, just incase I missed anything.

That Bat is such an annoying but fun dude to play around with. I think he just takes everything too seriously, all he needs to do is have a little laugh. Am I not right? The faint sounds of police cars could be heard, which means we have to go back to our hideout. Like now. "J, I think we should go now. You can hear the police cars, and they are not getting any quieter." I straighten my back, as I finally can breath normally again. "Relax doll, I'm the Clown Prince of Crime. They can't do anything to me." Rolling my eyes, I start to walk the way our hideout is. "Maybe they can't do anything, but I'm quite sure their guns can." I could hear a growl that was followed by a faint "You're always so positive." "I really do try." I replied to him, smiling.

I look back towards J, who is still standing in the same position he was a few seconds ago. I swear I will kill him if he doesn't move. "J, we have to go. Now." I tell him sternly. But J just brushes it off, and laughs. Is he trying to get himself hurt? "I swear I will pull you by your hair if you don't move." Rolling his eyes at me, I stomp my way towards him. "J, the police is about two blocks away from us.We have to go, now!" I slowly begin to raise my voice while clenching my fists. Does he think he will live forever or something? Even he isn't that insane.

"Just relax Y/N, I just want to have some fun." "Go buy yourself a board game then! Don't risk your life!" My voice echoed through the small ally way we stood in. I could see the flashing lights of the police cars filling up the dark ally, they are already here. I grab J's hand and pull him along with me, as I try to get us away from the police. But suddenly, I feel pain rush through my right cheek. J just hit me? He hit me for the first time, ever. My grip on him loosened as I grabbed my cheek. I vision started to become blurry as tears filled my eyes. I'm not crying because of the pain that still rushed around the right side of my face, no. I began to cry because J broke his promise. He hurt me. Realisation hit J back in the face, as his eyes widened in horror.

"I'm so sorry Y/N!" He rushed to my side, trying to get a look at my cheek. Y/N just get over it, we have to get our right now and make sure we both Coke out of this alive. "J we need to go." I whisper through my sobs. Without hesitation, J puts my hand into his and beings to walk. But soon enough the policemen appear with their guns pointed at us, we were surrounded. J was angry, at himself and now at the men that locked us in this alley. "Get out of the way idiots! My doll is not happy!" He shouts at them, waving his free hand at them. "Stay back Joker, or we will shoot!" One of the policemen yells back at him. Oh no. Before J could reply back, the one and only Batman, jumps down in between them both. I guess we didn't lose him after all. "Leave this to me." His low voice becoming an instant trigger for my anger. It's so stupid. You can see half of his face, I don't get how people don't know it's him! Having that stupid growl like voice just makes him look even more like a fool.

As no one moved. Batman repeated himself, louder this time. After a few minutes the awkward silence, all policemen disappeared. Now it was just us three. "Joker, you are going back to Arkham." The bat started to make his way towards J. This will not end well. J pulled me behind him as his laughter started. "Ah my friend," his cheerful voice filled the tensed atmosphere. "I don't think I will be doing that. You see, my doll, wouldn't be happy if I left her all alone. She would probably go insane, just like me. And that wouldn't end well." J continued to talk. Would I have to go to Arkham too? He didn't say so? I'm so confused.

"Don't I have to go with him?" Both men turned to face me, while I just started at Batman blankly. "No. You have not been involved in any of the things he has done to the people, but you Joker, sure will have a long time to spend in Arkham, alone.." He took a step forward, than started to speak directly to me before J could say anything else. "He has been manipulating you. He wants you to believe you love him, and he loves you back. But that's not the case." I could feel the anger radiating of J. "He is a psychopath. A killer. A monster. He can't love." That's not true! J loves me. He truly loves me. He promised me he loves me. Why would he lie? He wouldn't ever do that to me. "That's not true!" I cry out to Batman from behind of J. "It is. He can't love. He is heartless, Y/N. You need to believe me." J had enough of this already. Lunging at Batman, J took a hidden knife out in the process. They both began to fight ruthlessly.

I couldn't take this anymore. "Please leave him alone!" I cry to Batman. J was severely beaten. He wasn't thinking straight while fighting, he just wanted to kill him, which made him forget to defend himself. "Please! Leave him! Batman please!" I begged, but it did nothing. Running out I ideas, I sprinted to J who was laying on the floor as Batman was standing above him, pointing the knife at his heart. Jumping onto Batman's back as a way of stopping him, I get thrown off him with an extreme force. Batman was breaking his code. My vision began to darken, but I kept fighting it. J needed me. Slowly crawling towards them both again, J laughter filled the air. You could hear how painful it was for him to do that. He was trying to act tough in a situation like this, it was breaking my heart to see him this way. "No, please leave him." My voice cracks. I can barely see as tears filled my eyes too.

Batman's figure changes, from what I could see. He lunges at J with the knife. "Nooo!" My voice is ever so loud. Every single emotion rushes through me. Forgetting about the pain I felt traveling all around my body, I got on my legs and ran towards J. Batman stumbled backwards and dropped the bloody knife, as he realised he just took someone's life. He broke his code. He became the thing he has chased for so long. I fell next to J, grabbing and pulling him closer to me. "Please J. Wake up. This is not real. Please, please, wake up. J. Please." My tears were a stream of sorrow and pain covering my face. "J, please." My voice was a quiet whisper that was barley hearable for anyone but J.

Batman was stunned. He has just took someone's life which was terrible already, but seeing Y/N in this state was heartbreaking for him. He loved her, but now he just broke her. She lost everything she ever needed, loved. All because of him. Quickly he took a grappling hook and aimed it at the nearest building. He will never forgive himself for what he has done. He broke the one he loved.

"I love you, J. I will always love you." I slowly kissed his lips one last time. I won't ever be able to her him say those words back to me, the last thing I ever heard from him was his insane laughter, that I loved just as much as anything else he did. After a few moments of my crying, I look at the area Batman was standing in. This was all his fault. He took J away from me, he will pay with his life. Everyone will pay for this, every one will feel my suffering. My eyes quickly landed at J's knife that was covered in his own blood. Looking back at J, he was smiling. He was always smiling. Just like he will always be living inside my heart. He didn't die. He will never be able to die, as long as I'm alive. Than there will only be stories of him, and soon there will be stories of me made to go with his.

Carefully getting up, I head towards the knife. Looking at the blood covered object, I smile a little. J will be proud of me after I am finished with Gotham. Picking up the knife, I look back at J's lifeless body, and go back to him, I kneel down next to his face. "This won't be our last laugh." I whisper in his ear, just to make sure he will be the only one able to hear it. Then hesitatingly, I force the knife to my face, cutting an identical smile that my only love wore so perfectly. I will always be smiling now, even when I am broken into a million pieces inside.