A Short Story Of The Dark Knight and The Joker

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A 21 year old women, Tessa, is a mute and lives in Gotham City. She arrives at her friends party only to have her entire life thrown into chaos. Will she survive?

Submitted: November 20, 2012

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Gotham City. The city with the highest crime rate in the world, and I live in it. My name is Tessa, the average twenty-one year old woman stereotype. Well mostly average considering no one in Gotham is average. I am a trust fund baby, and a close friend to Mr.Wayne and Miss Dawes. So when dear Bruce invited me to one of his fundraisers for Rachel's new beau Harvey Dent it was no suprise.

I wait in the elevator with my date, a handsome forty something billionaire from some foreign country I think, the ride to the penthouse was quiet. My date, whom I can't pronounce nor remember his name for the life of me, Never really talks much. But I suppose my being one-sided and all. The elevator 'dinged' and the doors slid open, we were then greeted by Alfred.

"Hello Mr.CdeBaca, ah Miss Tes I didn't see you there. How are you?" I quietly bow my head toward him and smile largely. As if to say 'quiet well'. He understood of course and led us to the gathering. Mr.C cleared his throat, "Well this is lov-" He was interrupted as Bruce's helicopter showed up. He stepped out with three very pretty women and enters the room with a large smile the woman in turn leaving to go off somewhere else.

"Where is Rachel?-"Bruce started his speech. I glance at Harvey, he looked quite uncomfortable, and it made me giggle a bit. Someone came and stood beside me. I glance over and see Rachel with a scowl on her face. "He can be a real dick sometimes." She says while shaking her head. I stifle my giggles and nod. "How are you Tes?" I shrug and gesture my hand towards her. "I'm great, we're great. Harvey and I have you had a chance to watch the news lately?"

I shrug and shake my head no. "Hmm. Well it may be a good thing then. Finally he's finished. I have to go talk to Bruce, excuse me." I giggle while she stalks off. I almost feel bad for Bruce. He can handle criminals and such but when it comes to Rachel he acts like a lost puppy. Harvey soon interrupts them and takes Rachel off somewhere to be alone. The guests start to mingle.

Suddenly the doors open and a shotgun goes off the room is silenced. A clown and his men walk through. "The Joker" my date whispers in fear.I giggle and watch them curiously. The men grabbed a waiter and push him to the ground and start patrolling behind the man I assumed was the Joker. The Joker says, "Good evening, Ladies and Gentleman. We are tonight's entertainment! I only have one question. Where is Harvey Dent?" The room stays silent as the Joker walks around pointing his shotgun at everybody. He grabs a champagne flute roughly spilling some unto the floor, then drinks what's left and smacks it on a table.

"You know where Harvey is?" He slaps a man. "You know who he is?" He asks before grabbing a man's face. "You know where I can find harvey? I need to talk to him about something. Just a little something, A litle." He turns the man's face away roughly. "Huh? No..." He smacks his lips as he moves unto the next man getting into his face. "You know, I'll settle for his loved ones." The man looks at him disgust; I believe his name is Mr.Handles.

"We're not intimidated by thugs!" Handles exclaims. The Joker gives him a look and swollowed whatever morsel he was snacking on. "You know, you remind me of my father." He pulls a switchblade from his pocket and brings it to Handle's mouth. "I hated my father!" He exclaims.

"Okay, Stop!" Rachel to the rescue it seems. I sigh. The Joker turns to her and tosses Mr.Handles to his men. He walks toward Rachel adjusting his hair with his knife. "Well, Hello, Beautiful." I giggle. My date looks at me like I'm crazy. "you must be Harvey's squeeze, hm? And you ARE beautiful." he accentuates the are before beautiful. Rachel cringes as the Joker circles her. "Well you look nervous. Is it the scars?" He gestures to his face. "You want to know how I got 'em?" he grabs her head and puts the knife near her mouth. She struggles against his grip.

"Come here. Hey! Look at me. So I had a wife, beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... Hey. One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So I stick a razor in my mouth and do this..." He shakes his head while mimicking slicing his mouth open with his tongue. I step closer to get a better view. "...to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!" Rachel knees him in the balls. He laughs "A little fight in you. I like that." I see a black figure, "Then you're going to love me." A gruff voice says. Then 'Batman' attacks him.

The Joker releases Rachel and both she and batman fall off the roof. My stomach rumbles. Well since everyone is distracted I think it's the best time to get some grub. I start to make my way through the crowd hoping to be stealthy. A man grabs my arm and pulls me away. I pout as I'm shoved into the elevator and look to my captors. The Joker stares back at me, laughing. I glare and cross my arms still pouting. It figures I'm the one he has to go and kidnap. I just wanted some food. Some damn food!

"Nothing to say hmmm?" I look at the Joker and shake my head. I'm a damn mute you blabber fool. Of course he doesn't know that. Poor little him. He frowns and started to make his way toward me when the elevator opened. "We'll finish THIS later." he walks out leaving his thugs to escort me to the lovely white rapist van outside. How cliche I thought whilst giggling the thug to my right looked at me then squeezed my arm. I glare at him then smile and stop. The thug on my left continued to walk causing my body to be tugged at a weird angle since the one on my right stopped with me. I smile wider then kick the right thug in the balls and let the left thug lead me out. The other was now on the ground clutching his family jewels. I was thrown into the rapist van, the stupid thug hobbling in behind me and then we were off.


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