The Road To Insanity

Summary: A Batman The Dark Knight fanatic seems to find herself in the dark and dangerous world of Gotham City, and soon in the leather purple gloves of The Joker. Her journey down the road to insanity will be dark and terrifying as she is led by the owner of a twisted smile.

Warnings: This story will contain swearing, some possible graphic killing/murder scenes and maybe a future sex scene. This story is rated M for a reason if you are uncomfortable reading such things you can ether skip through them or not read this, so please do not send me messages if you dislike something you have read. It was your choice to read it.

A/N: The usual thanks goes out to all those who reviewed and added this story to their fav/alert lists. I am happy you all liked the introduction of Pamela Isley and as promised Joker will be in this chapter.

Grinning, we chatted all the way back to my apartment. Once inside, I made her up a bed on the sofa and allowed her to borrow a pair of my PJ's. After saying good night to one another, I shut my bedroom door, and flopped down onto my bed with a sigh. My attention shifted over to the clock, which said it was two in the morning. Thank God that I didn't have work later.

Closing my eyes, I drifted to sleep, not realizing that I had been watched from when I had first entered the club to when I had returned home with Pamela.

It has nearly been two months since I came here to Gotham City, Pamela and I became great friends after we met that night. It became routine for us to meet on the weekends to go shopping or back to the same club we met at. Joker Still had yet to be seen again let alone caught but his 'gifts' have been less and less lately, not sure if I should see this as a good or bad thing.

Pamela was currently in the Amazon rain forest with an environmentalist group called Nature First. Apparently a chemical plant had been built on the edge of the forest and they were protesting that it be shut down. I had a funny feeling that she wouldn't be Pamela Isley when she came back but rather one Poison Ivy. Bruce was still as annoying as ever not to mention that shortly after Pamela's ex had been admitted to the hospital I got a visitor of the nocturnal kind.

Today was a Saturday and seeing as Pamela was away, I decided to watch some T.V. as usual the news was on. Not so usual was who the main story was about, Harvey Dent AKA Harvey Two-Face. I had always thought he would have survived the fall at the end of The Dark Knight and apparently he had. The story mostly consisted of interviews with the public, some saying how it was a shame that such a promising DA could become what he has. Others were less than tactful when they gave their opinion of Harvey, saying how they had always thought he had been too good to be true.

Shaking my head I switched the T.V. off deciding to go out than watch mind numbing news. I caught a taxi to the mall and spent half the day just window shopping, today was turning out to be a day where nothing interesting happened. Instead of wasting more money on a taxi I decided to waste time by walking home, it would take most of the rest of the day but it was better than sitting at home bored. It would also give me time to think about other well known batman villains; Harvey hasn't been the only new story on the news. Joker still dominated when it came to being on the news, he was mention almost every night, but others had also been mentioned.

The police were currently investigating the owner of a string of night clubs and bars; he was only ever mentioned as Mr. Cobblepot but I knew that his first name was Oswald and I am sure that in the underground he was known as the Penguin. No photos were shown so I wasn't to sure on what he looked like but I was sure that considering the big bad bat was also on the case it wouldn't take to long.

The Riddler had also been in the news…sort of, the police were also investigating a robbery that took place at one of Gotham's bigger banks. The only clue they had was a riddle left in the volt, the riddle read 'When one does not know what it is, then it is something; but when one knows what it is, then it is nothing.' No offence to Jim but it seemed that GPD were having trouble solving it.

A scientific researcher has also been featured in the news, it was said he was coming close to finding the cures to a number of diseases. His name was Dr. Victor Fries, another person who has yet to become one of Gotham cities rogues. Scarecrow has also recently been in the news escaping not to long ago, he to is evading capture and it would seem has adapted his fear gas into a fear serum. Some of his victims didn't show, after a medical exam, that they had inhaled any form of gas but small puncture wounds had been found.

I was fully expecting to hear about more villains as I live here, I had yet to hear about a Selina Kyle or her alter ego Catwoman. Bane had also yet to make an appearance but I was sure it wouldn't take long. Coming out of my thoughts I found that I had managed to walk somewhere that was nowhere near my apartment building.

"Great, just great." I mumble to myself while rolling my eyes. Looking around I find that it is an area of Gotham that I had never been before and given the choice would never return to. My surrounding area almost made me think I was in the Narrows but knew I couldn't be, where ever I was wasn't nearly as bad as there. Turning on the spot I planned to retrace my steps until I was in familiar surroundings, unfortunately I saw that while I had been distracted again – this time by my less than pleasing surroundings – a group of men were walking towards me.

I could see their motives written clearly on their faces and had no choice but to run further into this unappealing part of Gotham. I of course had my venom spray but considering there were about five of them I didn't like what my chances were if I decide to stand my ground, so as much as I loathed to I ran. Glad that I had thrown on my trainers this morning I was able to out run the men….for a time, unfortunately they had more endurance than me. As I began to slow down and they speed up I made a quick, but stupid, decision to turn a corner…right into an ally with a dead end.

The cynical and sarcastic part of my brain noted how cliché this situation was. Yep any minute now I'll be saved by my knight in shining armour this thought would have been funny any other time but not know and I wish he would hurry the fuck up. Turning towards the men I pulled my venom spray from my pocket and pointed it at the closest guy, he unfortunately was smart enough to cover his face. As I began to point the spray at one of the other guys, one of them rushed forward and grabbed my wrist in a bruising grip. Forced to release the small canister of venom I truly began to panic. Oh god I'm going to be raped my thoughts continued to turn dark and panicked as the man holding my wrist tried to rip my shirt off.

Just as my shirt was torn from my body the men stopped, what made them stop was a very distinct sound. Not a gun shot but the crack of a whip. The men turned and through the gaps in their bodies I saw a woman in black leather, high heels, wielding a whip and wearing a cat mask.

"You boys think that you can just do whatever you want to women," Catwoman – for it could be no one else – said stalking forward. The men oblivious to the danger they were actually in leered at her. One was bold enough to go towards her.

"Don't worry pretty kitty, you'll get your turn soon." The voice of this man was so full of arrogance that I could practically see when the auras of danger around Catwoman grew. The next thing the men knew was that there friend was on the floor clutching at his throat and trying to stop anymore of his life giving blood from spill. I was then thrown into a wall as the rest of them surged towards Catwoman, some pulled knives and when got close enough attempted to slice any available skin. In response Catwoman merely used her greater flexibility to duck and weave out of the way, her claws becoming stained in more blood.

Throats were slashed, eyes were gouged from sockets and the last man standing ended up with her whip wrapped tight around his neck and her heeled foot on his back. Once his windpipe was crushed and he breathed no more, she turned to me.

"You alright?" she asked blood dripping from her claws, now that I could fully see her and could focus on her I realised that her outfit was the same one as from the Catwoman film but that she sounded like Michelle Pfeiffer when she had played Catwoman in Batman returns.

"Yes, yes I'm fine." I answered after a few minutes, stooping down a grabbed what was left of my shirt off the ally floor. Catwoman smirked as she picked up my venom spray.

"I admire your bravery, but pepper spray only slows them down." She commented as she handed it to me.

"True, but this isn't pepper spray," I say taking it from her out stretched hand. "It's snake venom." Her smirk widened and a look of approval shone in her eyes.

"Here wear this on your way home," she said pulling a black jacket off one of the bodies holding it out to me. Despite its dark colouring I could still see a slight discolouration from the blood on the collar but without hesitation I took the jacket and put it on. With a nod of thanks I walked from the ally way calling a cab when I felt I was far enough away. I got a few strange looks from the cab driver but ignored him even when I paid him his fare I simple dropped the money into his hand and walked into my building.

Once I was in my apartment I removed the way to big jacket and my trainers, then I practically ran to my room and through to my bathroom. Turning the shower to as hot as it could go I stripped the rest of my clothing off and stepped into the scalding spray. The situation of what could have happened hitting me but more than that, that Batman…Bruce Wayne…whatever he wanted to go by hadn't been the hero. If Selina hadn't of shown up I would probably still be in that ally way. And that is the flaw of being a hero, you can't be everywhere. It doesn't matter how many times Bruce stops Joker or Scarecrow because while he is busy dealing with them small time criminals can have a Bat free time.

I'm not sure how long I was in the shower drowning in my thoughts but when I stepped out my skin was red and I was shocked it hadn't blistered from the heat. Wrapping myself in a towel I wiped the steam from my mirror and stared into my mismatched eyes and resolved to make more venom sprays and maybe fill a few needles as well. As I turned to leave the bathroom my foot caught on my jeans and I heard the sound of my keys in the pocket. I froze. I had been in such a daze that I hadn't realised that I had opened my door without using the key. I know I locked it when I had left, now that I think about I could hear my TV from the front room…I had turned it off before I left. Slowly creeping from my bathroom through my bedroom I stopped at the threshold that connects my room to the front room. There sitting and watching the news was a man with faded green dyed hair, wearing a heavy looking purple over coat. My eyes widened and my breathing hitched as he turned his head to look at me.

"Finally you're ah home, I've been wai-ting almost four uh hours." Joker spoke in his very distinct manner and tone, extending the ai in waiting. As he stood from my settee I did what any sane woman would, I quickly backed into my room slammed the door and forced the heaviest piece of furniture I could move in front of it so it was blocked.

A/N: I am so so so so sorry for the long wait, I know I said updates would be few and far between but I didn't imagine it would take me this long. I really have no excuse another than sometimes when I get hit with writers block it hits me hard and refuses to leave. But onto better news thanks to a friend who wants me to join NaNoWriMo ( National Noval Writing Month) this November I got inspired to write again. Now to clear up something's this story is now officially AU due to the canon that is Dark Knight Rises, I had always planned to have Harvey Dent show up so in this universe he did survive his fall. Also concerning Catwoman/Selina I did not like the Anne Hathaway version in Dark Knight Rises. Obviously some people may have liked her portrayal but I wasn't one of them, so I went with a mix of my favourite Catwoman costume (Halle Berry Catwoman) and my favourite portrayal (Michelle Pfeiffer). If you have any suggestions for this story please tell me in reviews, I have not yet decided on the physical appearances of the other Villains yet so suggestions for that would be most helpful. Before I forget the first three people to correctly answer the riddle in this chapter will be rewarded with having either there own oc appear in a chapter or a scene they would like to see happen. Again sorry about the late update and I look forward to reviews.