The Joker Imagines (Jared Leto)

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[[ALL CREDITS TO @drharleyqueenzel ON TUMBLR. I INVENTED THE TITLE. Sorry I haven't posted I haven't had time.]]

  I walked past the bodies of police officers and asylum employees alike knowing that I had had a hand in their demise. I walked in a half-daze to my office where I had kept all of my tapes and notes from mine and Mister J's sessions. Mister J... this was all for him and I hoped he knew that. It was easy to find his men once he had told me where to look, and even easier to give them the blueprints of the facility and notify them where the guards were located on each floor. It was also painfully easy to mention the hidden network of tunnels that ran under the asylum that have long since been forgotten and therefore remained unguarded, and ready for them to slip into.
Pulling out all of my files and tapes I dropped them into a waste bucket, dousing its contents with the small bottle of gasoline I had put in my lab coat pocket. Striking a match I dropped it, staring down at it as the flames roared to life with a violence. All for you, Mister J.
"Miss (Your last name)?" Frost asked, stepping into the room with Panda and Crying baby man.
"Yes?" Did they not find him?
"The Doctor will see you now."
I screamed as they grabbed me, kicking and fighting but no amount of gymnastics or combat classes could have prepared me for three ripped thugs violently dragging me to a gurney and strapping me down.
"Get off me, get off me damn it!" I grunted as they tightened the straps.
Mister J walked in, he was barefoot in a pair of black sweatpants with Arkham running down one of the pant legs. A purple leather duster rested on his shoulders with the collar popped but he didn't look at me, he didn't even spare me a glance, he just walked to the end of the gurney with his back to me as he spoke in hushed tones to one of his men.
"Mister J! Hey, I'm talkin' to you. Hey I'm-" The air was caught in my throat when the barrel of Frosts gun touched my temple.
Why, why, why, why was he doing this, I did everything he asked. Everything. I have risked my career and my life all for him and now. Now. No, no, he is going to talk to me.
"I let you out. I listened to you, I-I-I freed you and for what? For what, huh?! LOOK AT ME!"
"Want me to shoot her, boss?"
Mister J turned slowly tisking his minion and waving his index finger back and forth. Frost moved the gun from my temple and I released the breath I hadn't realized I had been holding. He and Frost disappeared for a moment and I continued to thrash, violently trying to loosen the restraints somehow but I knew it was all in vain.
"Now what do we have here?" Mister J asked in an almost excited way, positioning the light by my face.
"Please, please Mister J. I-"
"Shhh," His hands gripped either side of my head, stroking my temples.
"Why are you-"
"You ever have your brains fried, Doctor (Your last name)." He always said my last name with that curious little lilt at the end, and I gulped knowing to what he was referring but it wasn't my fault!
"Mister J, I didn't sign off on the treatment. I tried to fight it, but they had-"
"Shhh,"
"Please, please I-.... I'd do anything for you. You have to know that."
"Oh, I do Y/N."
Someone handed him the paddles all lathered up with conductive jelly and I licked my lips, my voice cracking. "So what, you're gonna kill me Mister J?"
He looked down at me like his intentions weren't clear. "Oh, I'm not gonna kill ya," He moved the paddles, they danced dangerously close to my temples. "I'm just gonna hurt ya, really, really, bad."
If this is what he needed to do then he better get on with it. I wasn't afraid, I could never be afraid of him even in this position.
"Go ahead, I can take it," I whispered, looking at him in a way I hoped he understood, looking at him as if to say go ahead do it. Wrong me like you think I wronged you, let me show you my loyalty.
Snapping a leather strap he placed it between my teeth and my breathing came out a little faster. He pressed the pads to my temples and I seized, I couldn't do anything, I couldn't hold onto a thought, but oddly enough when he pulled the pads away I began to laugh. It bubbled up from the back of my throat, muffled by the strap I was biting on. I laughed as tears streamed from the corners of my eyes and in my disoriented state I vaguely heard a satisfied sound.
"Come on baby, come out, come out to play."
He pressed the pads to my temples again. I couldn't really describe the sensation... the only thing that could come close was that it was like I was losing control. I wanted to move but I couldn't move, I wanted to scream but I couldn't scream, a frightening numbness and pain seared my skull and I couldn't think about anything. All I could do, the only thing my brain seemed to want to let me do was laugh, and my laughter only increased with each shock. I don't know how many shocks I was able to withstand before I blacked out but the last thing I heard, or I thought I heard was, "Come out Y/N, come out, doll."

***

I woke up at home in my own bed, there was a woman... I think... walking around my room. A nurse I think, and I wondered vaguely how she got there but the thought danced out of my head.
"I'm.... you have been...... Mister J sent...... can you hear.... Y/N....."
It sounded like I kept being dunked under water, I would have moments of clarity followed by a moments of jumbled words I wanted to understand but couldn't. I blacked out again.

***

When I woke up again thinks were... clearer. My senses seemed, heightened in a way. Everything was so very loud, and that woman from before stuck a straw in my mouth and I sipped the water gratefully.
"How long have I been out?" I croaked.
"Two weeks,"
Jesus Christ.
"Who brought me here?" I whispered.
She rose silently, exiting the room and I called after her but she didn't return. God damn it. Looking out the window I noticed how dark it had gotten. The television was on, his name drawing my attention and I sat up weekly. He had shot up a restaurant, the bastard had shot up a restaurant. I thought he was changing I thought... it was stupid and it was naive but oh, how I thought. Ripping the I.V from my arm I took a moment to reconsider how stupid that move had been but it had felt smart at the time.
Getting out of bed I got dressed weakly, pushing the door open. The nurse was in the kitchen, she tried to stop me and I don't know why I did it but I struck her. She didn't deserve it and yet I did it. I was angry, and I was on a mission, and she was in my way so I struck her and left my apartment, hopping on my motorcycle. You won't be hard to find Mister J, I just have to follow the chaos and the swag.

***

I had chased him for ten minutes, gaining the upper hand when I skidded to a halt in front of him on a deserted road and dropped my bike. Walking over to his car I pounded on it, yelling all manners of profanity, pounding on his car with a violence because how dare he abandon me.
He got out of the car, looking irritated but slightly curious.
"You bastard." I whimpered.
"Always sweet talkin' me, Doc."
"Don't you start with me. I'm sick of your jokes."
"Well then I've got some news to break to you-"
I pulled the gun from his holster and he laughed, only to stop when he realised I was pointing the gun at him. My hands were shaking, whether from fear or the aftershocks of what had happened I'm not sure, but it killed me pointing the gun at him.
"You wanna shoot me, Doc?" He asked, moving closer.
Movement from behind him caught my eye and I shot his henchman before aiming the gun back at his head. I didn't speak for a moment, I was too hurt to do so.
"You tossed me aside. You said all of those things during our sessions-"
"To get out, doll. Tell me, did you really believe you were changing me?"
"I-I-"
"No, you didn't believe that. You're smarter than that Doc. You're also smart enough to know why you came after me... why you just shot a man in cold blood." He purred.
I faltered and I licked my lips. "I did it because you tricked-"
"Oh, I didn't trick ya. You knew what you were buying the moment you decided to take on my case, Doctor (Your Last Name). You studied me, you fell for me, and now that you're awake... you can be just like me. You want to be with me... don'tcha' Doc?" He asked, and I shook my head feebly.
"Alright, fine, shoot me then. Shoot me, come on, do it, do it." He pressed his forehead to the gun gesturing with his hands for me to do it.
I whimpered. "Mister J-"
The gun was gone from my hands in an instant and I slumped forward and he caught me, stroking my hair.
"You got courage, Doll. I'll give you that, and you're smart but you're missing a little... something."
"I'm sorry," I whimpered, taking his face between my hands and I kissed him, needing to do it, needing to make sure what I felt was real and he purred.
"Hmm, yes, you could do nicely. Get in the car Y/N, you're going to go for a swim."   

[[ALL CREDITS TO @drharleyqueenzel ON TUMBLR. I INVENTED THE TITLE]]