WHY SO SERIOUS?-DARK KNIGHT CHALLENGE

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Submitted: February 18, 2009

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Why so serious? I heard those words in my head, as if it were yesterday. The mocking voice, tormenting me even in my dreams. How I hated that voice! How I hated the person behind it even more! I must have my revenge on every one, they all deserve to suffer, every single one of them! As soon as I get out of here I will carve there pretty faces, just like she carved mine so long ago... But oh did I get my sweet revenge on her, oh yes! hahaha!....

She was supposed to care for me, supposed to be there. She was the one being that was put on this godforsaken world to protect and defend me, to love and cherish me. But instead she hated me so much, it burned. She had only to glance my way and I felt the heat of her anger and resentment towards me. " You! "she would scream in my face, I could smell the alcohol on her, sour and bitter. "What are you doing here?! You are to blame for all of my problems!" her words were always slurred "You are the reason your father left me! " She finished, slapping me hard on the face. " Get out of my sight!" She would finally yell, before collapsing on the couch.

My breathing became irregular I was getting agitated, so I decided to give myself a break from thinking about her and my past. I had to plan my escape, It had to be a grand escape! hahahaha! I had to give Batman a run for his money as they say. I will give him the best performance of my life. You see without him I was nothing, better off dead, actually. Well, I really think Batman's life would be pretty dull if it wasn't for me, after all there were no criminals like me! hahaha!!... We needed each other if for different reasons. I needed him, for the fight, for the thrill, he needed me in order to always be Gotham’s biggest hero. I think we both fed on our egos…

Memory flashback.... I came home from school. Always had to fend for myself as usual. I went up to my room to change. As I came out and headed for the kitchen to see what I could make myself for dinner, She decided to wake up and join the living. " Well, look what the cat dragged in." she snickered. " I should let you stay here. So much for learning in school. Not like you'll amount to anything, you hear?!" By now she was yelling at the top of her lungs. I decided to ignore her, going up to the refrigerator for a snack. She nearly ran to the refrigerator and shut the door, yanking me forward in the process.-

No! I thought to myself. No you must not succumb to these memories. You are only succeeding in giving her strength even beyond the grave! She is dead and buried and can never hurt you again, thanks to you, justice has been done. It was true I thought. I had to get out of Arkham Asylum!, out of this prison ! I needed to hurt somebody, anybody would do! Gotham City was the perfect place. Curse you Batman! Curse you! sometimes I wish I could kill you, but I can't. I won't. You are my best archenemy.

Memories again.... As she pulled me forward I slammed into the counter, hurting my arm. I stood there letting the rage consume me, not moving, She advanced towards me. I turned to face her, failing to see the knife she hid at her back. " Why so serious?" she said low and menacing "Why so serious? " her eyes were those of a mad woman, "Why so serious?" she said in a mocking tone, lips in a pout. I never saw it coming. She grabbed me by the hair and putting the knife on the side of my mouth she said" I'm going to put a permanent smile on your face" and with that she slashed both sides from the corner of my mouth to my ear-

No more! no more! I could still hear my screams I could still taste my blood! Had to hurt someone now! Need escape now! I began to bang on my cell for what seemed like hours. No one came. I sat pondering what I would do and suddenly I had a plan, a very good plan. Hahaha!...

I remember it all. How I grabbed hold of my face, all the blood! Oh, but did she suffer, did I make her pay. I lost control over my senses, lost control of who I was. No more Mr. nice guy, enough was enough! When she thought she had me beaten, and that she had won, she let her guard down. That was her downfall. I remember grabbing the knife stained with my blood. I remember her eyes widening in shock as she realized her fate. I plunged the knife into her again and again, until she grew still. Then I bent down and seeing that her lips were in a permanent frown I slashed her face from side to side in a rictus of a smile, whispering in her deaf ear " Why so serious. mom?"...

No more, enough! Well, It was so long ago wasn't it? And , people do say I'm criminally insane. Criminally insane. Hmmm.. Sounds good to me, Yes I am just that. But now there's no time to lose I must escape from this dreadful place. I put my plan in action, all these goons in here complied to help, it's so good to be feared! hahahaha!...

Finally I'm free! Poor Batman though. He sure has a mess in his hands. As for the goons who helped, of course I killed them and maybe a few law enforcers too? Hmmmm? Yes, well I'm off to wreak havoc and mayhem. Off until Batman comes searching for the Joker and then the battle begins once again. That's my kind of game! Hahahaha! Good night for now, Gotham City beware for the Joker's here! Hahahaha!...


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