Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman characters such as The Batman and The Joker. I do, however, own Genesis Napier and Rebecka McLachlan and all other original characters.

The Joker's Secret

"We loved a love that was more than a love, I and my Annabel Lee."

Edgar Allan Poe, 1849 from 'Annabel Lee.'

Myspace survey: Who was ur last??

Who was the last person to kiss you?: Jack

Who was the last person to say they love you: Jack

Who was the last person to make you laugh?: Rebecka

Who was the last person to make you smile?: Jack.

Jack. That one four letter word holds so much for me. Jack is my husband, my best friend, my life and my greatest challenge. He calls himself 'The Joker' and terrorizes our home of Gotham City. There really is no reason as to why he does what he does, (besides insanity) he just wants to.

The Joker has always been with Jack Napier in variable ways ever since we started dating in highschool. He would put firecrackers in frogs and watch them explode and became obsessed with torture.

There's a saying going around Gotham, it goes something like, 'when villains want to scare each other, they tell Joker stories.' They have a right to be scare. He's done many, many terrible things. I've stopped watching the news and reading the paper because of them, but I can safely say, I am truly safe when I am with him.

"You're my weakness, y'know that, Gen?" He tells me.

Jack wasn't and isn't always The Joker. I am the only person to see the remnants of Jack Napier.

It all started in Mrs. Stockton's eleventh grade advanced placement English class. As she called out partners for a research paper, we were paired together.

"Genesis Hayden and Jack Napier."

I still remember the way I felt when I heard our names. I felt excited, nervous, and strangely calm all at the same time. I had my eye on him for that past few weeks. He was our star runner on our track team and easy on the eyes with wavy shoulder length dishwater blonde hair (usually tied in a ponytail) and intelligent green eyes.

We cliqued instantly. He made me laugh every day and haunted my dreams every night. I practically lived for English class.

As our paper neared completion, I was afraid that we wouldn't see each other anymore. He quickly put those fears to rest when he asked if I wanted to go with him to the Fall Festival back in our hometown.

I couldn't resist and I had the time of my life with him. I still have the giant furry pink monkey he won me in an apple bobbing contest. That cool autumn night, I laughed till my throat was soar and I smiled so much my cheeks hurt for days afterwards.

We sat together at a pep rally that next Friday. More like, I sat on top him. I sat on his shoulder's through most of it, trying to hit cheerleaders with various objects to make them fall from their aerial stunts. During the fight song I got down from his shoulders. The noise from the band, the cheering and the stomping feet was nearly deafening. I could barely hear Jack.

"Hey, Gen? Will you go out with me? Y'know… be my girlfriend?"

I could barely hear him, but I could definitely hear the nervousness in his voice. I looked at him with a stupid smile on my face, he smiled back.

"Yes!" I exclaimed throwing my arms around him. He kissed me right there for first time in the midst of the controlled chaos. After, I climbed back onto his shoulders and successfully knocked all the cheerleaders from the human pyramid, breaking at least an arm and/or leg on each cheerleader.