Batman X Joker Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"How dare you speak about my father that way, you trashy little—" "What?" I cut her off, raising my voice. "I'll speak however I want about you and your insane father. I don't know what you've done to her but I swear I'll fuck you up and get you back for it," Rebecca's face contorted into an ugly mask of rage. "You ungrateful fool My father is a great man who has done nothing but look out for this goddamn city!" I scoffed at her words, almost laughing. "Didn't realize your father was Batman," I mocked.

“No, they really wouldn’t.” “No, they wouldn’t,” Tracy agreed. “You’re a real hero.” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I’m a regular Superman,” I joked. DJ grinned next to me. “You can’t be Superman,” he protested. He looked back at Tracy and smiled. “My daddy’s a hero like Batman, because he can’t fly either.” I burst out laughing then immediately winced when it hurt my ribs. I grinned down at DJ, who was giggling to himself at his joke. “That was classic. Good job,” I congratulated, holding out my hand for a high five. He grinned and slapped his hand on mine.

He knew she was upset about that shitty remark about her parents, but if she didn’t come out, he’d never have the chance to apologize. And if he didn’t, there was a real and quite scary possibility that he wouldn’t be seeing her again. No, they couldn’t part on bad terms. It was almost time for them to leave anyway, so he could wait until then. While he was packing, he noticed Batman was clingier than usual. The dog always loved a petting session, but the constant nuzzling made it seem like he was petting Chris instead of the other way around. “Hey buddy, I’m not sad ok?” The low bark he got as a response was a clear sign that the dog didn’t believe him. Not much he could do there.

“You’re all alone here, man, and if you do anything more to her, I’ll deliver you to Jensen in pieces. I mean that literally.” “You care if I kill your little cunt, Hamill?” Joker held her out to Jax, taunting and teasing, then yanked her back, his fingers digging into her throat, and cutting off her air again. “You want to watch me slice her up?” He pushed the knife deeper and some drops of blood fell on the floor. Sarah watched Jax look down at her blood, then watched him turn into someone she didn’t know, and certainly didn’t recognize. He was seconds away from killing Joker Kane… she felt it.

It's too dark to notice. "Hurry up man, she's waking up." I flailed my arms frantically, amazed as a pair of female hands grabbed them and pinned them down. The fabric of my shirt was torn and my chest was suddenly naked. The man above me quickly sucked my breasts into his mouth, scratching me with his stubble. His other hand tugged at my skirt, trying to push it up. I thrashed wildly, but he got between my legs, his bare chest pressed against mine. “Don't be shy, baby, I know what you are. You're a whore, aren't you?" And then he let out a shrill laugh that revealed his identity – the Joker.

She storms off towards the door, opening it with force before slamming it behind her. Joker looks at me and looks back at the door. “How did she know?” They both never talk about their sex lives. Well, most of us don’t talk about our sex life except maybe Jack. “Seriously? You have a fucking bite on your upper neck.” I motion at my neck while wondering how someone so smart can be so stupid. Also, surprised Joker let someone mark him like that. It was out of character for him. “Fuck..” He runs his fingers through his hair before looking at me again. “I got to make a call; then I’ll get set up.”

Secondly, I always keep my promises, Joker. As soon as he finishes his sentence, Joker sticks to the bars to electrocute Joker, his body shakes severely, and Andreas grabs him, so Andreas quickly approaches him and begins tearing his face with his sharp teeth, so he bites his cheeks and spits the meat away amidst the Joker's terrified and painful screams, then Andreas bites his nose, pops out his eyes, rips out his ears, then his claws head to Joker's stomach, so he takes out his guts and throws them away, then finally he concludes his artwork by separating the head from the body, then he rips out the little finger of the hand and throws his body away from him, and he did what he threatened

Leaving those words behind, Joker turned and walked away without looking back. However, on his way back, he suddenly felt unwell. He started coughing violently and soon tasted the metallic tang of blood in his throat. Joker's expression changed. He hadn't expected Nash to have inflicted internal injuries on him. Having come from the same rigorous training ground as Micah and been by his side for years, Joker rarely encountered anyone who could match him. The recent fight with Nash had been intense. If Micah and Nina had arrived just a minute or two later, he might have ended up as Nash's defeated opponent.

Joker fell next, gasping at my feet. "You… you..." Joker tried saying, but his body gave out faster than he could process. "Since you ladies are about to die, I might as well tell you about my change of heart. Forget Aurelius, I'll be siding with a rival faction. Guess which it will be?" They weren’t even listening. They tried to crawl. A failed attempt. I watched Joker smear his blood across the stone, desperate. "You... you bastard..." I tilted my head. "You ladies went silent all of a sudden? What's wrong?"

“It’s – well. Some of it’s really bad. But you must know that, right?” Ace thought about the beatings that had gone on for hours; the crunch of lower leg bone; the knife carving out his left eye; the razors cutting the skin off his chest. Joker had insisted on removing his Fallen Angels tattoo personally, claiming that a cock-sucking traitor had no right to have it on his body any longer, and Ace still wasn’t sure if Joker had been more outraged by his disloyalty to the club, or his homosexuality.