Joker's Daughter

**Set during Bruce Wayne's time as The Batman** The telling of Joker's first daughter. The one he had with his ex-wife before he accidently killed her. Her name? Poison. Poison Joker. She is only eighteen and her father's dirty little secret. What will happen when she comes to visit Gotham? How will a certain Dark Knight react? And even better, how will her Daddy and his new family react? ***yellow due to some violence and gore scenes.***

The author doesn't own any characters owned by the distinguished franchise(s) that do own characters. However, the original characters and story line do belong to the author. No money or profit will or is intended to be made on this story. Thank you.**


5. The Poison Gang Part 1

Daddy went straight at Batsy, swiping at his face. Bats moved, and disarmed Daddy. I sighed, I was going to have to give one of my knives to him. I tossed it without even looking, knowing my aim was always true. 

But somehow, it was intercepted. I felt it, I didn't even need to turn around and see it happen. I automatically knew that someone had reached it that wasn't Daddy. 

Quickly, I disposed of Baby Bat and Bird Boy. Tying then up together, back to back with their hands ties together above their heads on a pole. 

I continued to ignore Batsy's and Daddy's "lover's quarrel". Upon first glance, Bird Boy looked too young. But with a closer examination, he had to be a high schooler by now...and he was a cutie. 

"You're kind of cute, Robin." I said with a kiss. 

Baby Bat hissed at me. 

"Ohhhh... Struck a nerve, have I? Sorry, princess.," I said not caring. "But love the hair. We're ginger sisters!"

She tried to bit me. I back-handed her and drew blood. "Hope that doesn't scar."

"I don't care if it does!" She spat at me. 

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You know, Baby bat you'd be surprised how much I pay attention to details. Especially my handiwork. I believe we've crossed paths before." I whipped up her sleeve and saw it. The scar I gave to Gotham City's Commissioner's daughter; Barbra Gordon when she was in Metropolis and I kidnapped her because she and her little school trip annoyed me. "We have! Hahahaha!! See, what did I tell you, sweetie?! I'm pretty sure I said I'd see you again! I never forget! Death, mayhem, and destruction are like an art; details are needed. It's nice to see you again, Barbra! Also, as it just so happens, I've decided to figure out who lover boy over here is. As well as that hunk of bat. But, sweetheart, fighting style needs some work. Maybe you should start training."

She hissed at me again. Then, Daddy landed next to me, upside down. 

"Poison!," he snapped tersely. I rolled my eyes. "Kill."

When he said that, I knew that I wasn't going to. There was no point in it. Daddy needed Batsy as much as Batsy needed Daddy. But, he never said who to kill. 

So, I swerved as Batsy came at me. He fell forward. I kicked him on the butt. He growled. 

I danced away with a malicious smile. He followed me. I lead him straight to the roof's gaping hole and I stopped in the ledge. We were closer to the Idiots. Who were just sitting there, not doing anything other than crying. 

"Crying is a sign of weakness. If you cry, you die." Daddy's words echoed in my mind from when I was little. For as long as I can remember, he taught me to never cry, never be sad, that happiness was the way of life. 

They're weak. They die. 

Without even trying, I back flipped myself at The Bat. He allowed me to land on him. My legs wrapped around his torso and arms around his neck. He leaned his face forward towards mine, almost subconsciously trying to kiss me without even knowing it. I giggled. 

He stopped, "What?" 

"Batsy Baby!," I chided. 

He raised his eyebrows at me in question. 

"That's not how you court a lady!" I smirked. This banter was fun. 

"I'm not courting a lady. I'm not courting anyone." He replied hotly. 

Huge mistake, buddy. Where'd our fun little banter go to?

I laughed and my last order from Daddy was echoing in my head over and over again. "Kill." "Kill." "Kill." "Kill." "Kill." "Kill."

I kissed his cheek (my signature), jumped off him with another backflip. He looked puzzled. 

"What just happened?" He asked all dark and mysteriously. 

"Kill." Was my answer, he heard Daddy tell me to. I know he did. 

His eyes widened. He saw my target, knew he was too late. She was about to die. But that wasn't going to stop him. 

I disappeared in front of him, revealing another one of my powers, and reappeared in front of the Idiots. 

Harley was mine. 

A voice called out to me. A voice I was was certain I would not hear until I arrived home at the FunHouse. And, they brought my pups!! 

Pixie, Angel, and Thorn appeared next to me. "You were taking too long." They all said in unison. 

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