I awake, my throat dry and thoughts clouded. The only thing on my mind: I need a shower.
I groan and sit up a blanket slipping of as I do. Its the only thing in the room thats not green or purple. It was grey. I slip off the bed and onto the fuzzy purple carpet below me. I rub my eyes and walk towards the big door. Staring at it for a moment I turn back aroune and stare at the dresser, realizing there is an outfit on it. Grabbing the clothes and heading into the, all white, bathroom. I take a quick shower, scrubbing thoroughly.
I get out ten minutes later changing into the leggings and tank top. I slip on a purple hoodie I just happened to find before reaching for the door again. I want coffee..I open it and walk out, just gping with my instinct I walk down the halls to the door with a purple flower on it. For some reason,I knock. The Jokers voice comes out bored and dull. " Come on in. " I open the door, and watch as his eyes widen as I yawn and sit in the chair across from him. He regains his composure before putting his head on his hands leaning forward a smirk making its way across his features. " Morning, de-" " Coffee then explain how I did that last night." He chuckles and actually nods. " Alright. " He stands and makes me a cup with extra sugar and caramel creamer. How did he know? Thats how I always make my coffee. He hands it to me and I take it gratefully. Unconsciously bringing my knees to my cgest and taking a small drink,making it last. "Thank you.." He sits back down and nods. The Joker then begins explaining.
" Your father was a scientist and was facsinated by the Sandman. But he thought that The Sandman's powers were limited and he hated that he could turn into sand. So, when your mom had you. He studied everything possible on making you able to have like powers. But he made a mistake." I flinch at the word " mistake ". That didn't go unoticed by him. " He made a mistake in his research and gave you the power to touch any solid and your body would be able to manipulate that solid." I almost choked on my coffee. " Thats why I had you sit on the METAL chair with me." He watches me carefully. My mouth gapes open. I didn't understand. My father was a mechanic. Thats what I was told. And my mom let him do this to me? A small tear rolled down my cheek. He reaches over and swipes it away. " I know all this because your mother told me before she was killed during a fight between your father and her."
I couldn't breathe. My heart was racing and my body was filling with adrenaline. I put down the coffee and jump as a pen falls off the table. My hand shot out five grey metal spikes. The same color as the faucet I touched when I took a shower. I feel more tears rush down my face. All of a sudden I stood up, I couldn't touch anything!! I jump as he stands up as well. Out of instinct I put my hands shooting right past him. I gasp and my eyes cloud over with fear. I almost scream as The Joker gently wraps his hands around my wrists.
" D-don't touch me!! I C-CAN'T control this! I could kill you!!" He lifts my chin making sure I looked into his eyes. His dark brown eyes were calm as they bore into my panic stricken ones. " Breathe. You are fine,breathe. " I let out a shallow breathe before taking in deep breaths. " Good. Loosen up. " I tense even more. He leans forward, whispering into my ear. His warm breathe on my neck. " Loosen. Up." I feel myself slowly go limp and my breathing turn back to normal.
After he calmed me down I finshed my coffee and stayed in his office. I was scared of myself. Too make matters worse. I am not scared of The Joker anymore.