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.**


6. The Poison Gang Part Two

Pixie was nothing like her name. When most people think of pixies, they think of faeries and princesses. No, not with this one. She has long, black wavy hair that was tied up in a long braid down her back. A not so thin, not so thick body. Curves in the right places and very pretty. (We all are. Very vixeny too.) She has an attitude (not as big or crazy or killer as mine). She wears rather short dresses that are skin tight, usually neon coloured and her weapon of choice is a small pistol that she keeps tucked in her bodice. Her powers consist of seduction, fangs filled with poison, and speed. 

Now, Angel also does and doesn't live up to her name. She does have long golden hair and a symmetrical beautiful face that glows, and a thin body. But, she's rather dark, like a fallen angel. Usually, she wears light colours though. Always white, and never too revealing. Never any other colour unless it's blue. She doesn't like vicious weapons, and so she took a whip from CatWoman after I killed her. She tends to not like killing (most of them don't actually, but they'll kill of they have to). And her powers consist of being able to summon a blinding light, and deafening her opponent. 

But, Thorn. Thorn lives up to her name. She has long dark brown hair, a thin body, and she has a powerful presence. She can produce thorns out of thin air and from her body. She doesn't have a weapon, her power is her weapon. Her style of dressing is mostly in between Pixie and Angel. She likes normal colours and neon purple. And she always wears some form of pants. 

Now, as I'm telling you this, I realize you have no idea about what I can do or what I'm like. Well, I can produce Joker Toxin from my breath and nails. Except, the type of Joker Toxin I make is poisonous to everybody. It's not the gas, or the same component as the gas. It's like a venom. This also means that I can use this to kill Harley and the Twitty Twins. I also can manipulate my body to be any form I want it to be. I also can appear wherever I want to. My hair is crazy and long. I have a curvy body that's just right and I'm rather more endowed in the chest area than my teammates are. I wear clothes that are considered worse than Pixie. Where her dress cuts off just above the knees, mine does at mid thigh, there's usually a low neck line, but not so low that my chest is falling out, but I have long sleeves. I wear all black. Maybe the family colours sometimes, and I wear dark eye makeup. I work in heals only because I have weapons hidden all over them. I have multiple weapons of choice. I have a katana that strapped to my back most of the time, my utility belt that I keep knives, bombs, and gas in it at all times. And I have two sheaths on my forearms under my sleeves that hold the two knives Daddy gave me for my birthday. I tend to not give a d-mn if I hurt people, and I'm over protective of my family. 

But, that's not all. I have more things that will be revealed later. But for now, that's it. 

"Pixie!," I began. "Jessica!" 

Pixie knew what I meant, she went for one of the Twitty Twins. We've had this planned for years. Growing up together had its advantages. 

"Angel! Jessica!" 

Angel ran off to the other Twitty Twin. 

"Thorn! Robin and BatGirl!" 

Thorn ran off to prevent them from escaping. 

"Harley, you're mine." I laughed. 

I went for her, but somehow, my babies were protecting her. I raised an eyebrow at them. 

"Komme! Setz duch!" I ordered in German. They came to me immediately and sat down. "Good. Now, sic her!" I snapped at them lovingly. 

They wagged their tails and went on the offense on Harley. She gulped. 

"Oi! Sit down!" She yelled. 

They ignored her. She wasn't relevant to them any longer. I was back. I'm the one who found them for Daddy. Who helped Daddy break them out of the zoo. They knew me longer. They've only known Harley Quinn a total of sixteen years. And the Twitty Twins only twelve. They've known me since infancy practically. 

"POISON! DO NOT KILL HER!" Daddy screamed at me. 



"Fine..." I muttered. "Stopf! Komme!" I said. The boys came to me and sat down again. 

I turned to the Twitty Twins. He never mentioned them. I once again did my little disappearing trick and appeared behind them with the boys. 

"Hiya, Sugar!" Pixie was mocking at them. 

They glowered and went to punch my sisters. Oh, I do not think so! 

I grabbed their arms and stabbed each of them with my Toxin Nails in the sides of their torsos. I watched on in ecstasy as they crumbled. 

"Bye bye, sweethearts!" I laughed maniacally. 

Two down. One to go. 

Daddy came up behind us and grabbed me. "We have to go. Now. Leave them. They were weak. Let's go!"

He had Harley and me. I needed my belt. If Bats kept it...I'd be ruined. I nodded my head and slipped out of his reach by appearing next to Batman as he was untying his Flock. I grabbed my belt and with a kiss to his cheek and a "Bye, lover!" I left with my gang and Daddy. 

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