Alright this is my FIRST story, well the first that I've ever really shared. So sorry if it kind of sucks lol. Anyways, I saw the Dark Knight almost five times and it was amazing. Me being a huge Heath Ledger fan, and the Joker has always been my favorite Batman character it was great to see him play the roll. Which he did amazing at by the way! Of course you'd all agree right?? Anyways on with the story! This is set right after The Dark Knight. Rachel didn't die, neither did Harvey both were saved. Batman saved her and the cops saved Harvey Dent. However she thought Harvey Dent DIED in the blast and he thought she died. It all didn't come out that she was alive till after the ending. It starts once the Joker is taken in by the cops and is BACK in his holding cell, well what's left of the jail anyways. Enjoy! Cheers!

I own nothing! Not even a car at age 19! So why would I own Batman and his foes? But really I don't own anything, Batman, Rachel, Joker, etc. I only own the plot.

Chapter 1

What Do You Know?

Bruce Wayne walked up to the holding cell, his shoes echoing in the halls. He stood in front of the bars, and looked at the mad man sitting on the bench before him. Bruce was thankful that the Joker was finally behind bars. He looked him over his painted face, his green hair, his wardrobe. He didn't have on his purple over coat or blue blazer, just his blue shirt and green vest covered his torso. He had his arms crossed and his head leaned against the bars behind him. He had his eyes closed, but Bruce wasn't completely sure if he was sleeping or not. He looked at him a little bit longer, his arms crossed over his chest.

"What?" asked the Joker's screechy voice as he lifted his head up and opened his eyes slowly. "Can I help you?" he rose a brow.

"Help me?" asked Bruce. "Looks like you're the one that needs the help." The Joker gave him a blank stare with a shrug and leaned his head back on the bars again. "I want to ask you something."

"Like?" asked the Joker with his eyes half open.

"Why?" asked Bruce. "Why did you do this? All of this? All the lives you've taken. All the innocent people that have been traumatized by your actions. Why here? Why Gotham?"

"Six." said the Joker.

"What?"

"Six, that was six questions. Not just one." said the Joker. "Which one do you want me to answer first?"

"Why Gotham?" asked Bruce gripping the bars, the Joker sighed and spoke to the light above him.

"Gotham has what, thousands of people in this city? All of them live in a fantasy world, where super heroes save lives and fight crime. Everyone one here realize on the Batman. Batman save me. Batman help me. Batman this. Batman that." he uncrossed his arms as he spoke and lifted his head. "I wanted to bring them back to reality and let them know that fairy tails don't exist. That every super hero ALWAYS has a villain."

"So you just wanted to be a villain huh?" asked Brice.

"I've always been the villain." said the Joker.

"So why do this? Why raise havoc on this city?" asked Bruce.

"Because I'm good at it." said The Joker, with a smile and a small chuckle. "Can I ask you a question." he said pointing to Bruce.

"What?" asked Bruce.

"Why are you sooo interested in my actions? Shouldn't you be worried about yours?" asked the Joker getting up and walking slowly towards the bars. Bruce watched him talk with his hands, he gave him a confused look.

"What are you talking about? My actions?" asked Bruce.

"Oh never mind." said the Joker he turned and walked back to the bench and spun around facing Bruce. "I did succeed though."

"What are you talking about, the fairies didn't blow up?" asked Bruce. "You accomplished nothing tonight."

"Yes I did." said the Joker spreading his arms out. "I got the whole city of Gotham turned against the Batman. I got them to see that he's not all high and mighty and sooo perfect." Bruce glared at him and gripped the bars tight. "Shouldn't you be running?" Bruce bit his lip and shoved his hands hard on the bars. The Joker laughed and sat down on the bench crossing his arms. "Be careful! I heard they released the hounds!" Bruce turned and walked away with a cold glare on his face. He stormed out of the jail and bumped into Rachel.

"What's wrong?" she asked looking up at his angry face. "Bruce?"

"That little freak in there, just got to me." said Bruce.

"What?" asked Rachel. "How?"

"I don't know." said Bruce. "I have to get out of here. Are you talking to him?"

"Like I have a choice." said Rachel. "Maybe, I can get into his head."

"I'd be worried if you can." said Bruce. "Only a psychopath can figure out his mind."

"Don't worry." she said patting his face. "I'll try my best."

The Joker sat in his cell, he crossed his arms over his chest again and leaned his head on the bars. He blinked up at the lights and closed his eyes again. Every bone in his body was sore, from the fight with Batman just six hours before. He heard foot steps come up the hall. He opened one eye, then both when he realized who it was. He sat up straight and got to his feet. He walked up to the bars and put his left hand and on the bar above him, and rested his right elbow on the other. He leaned his head against the bars and smiled, of course.

"Well, Miss. Dawes." he said. "What a pleasure. As always."

"I bet." said Rachel walking up to the bars.

"What do I owe, this... pleasure?" he asked licking his lips.

"You can tell me what you know about Batman." she said with a smirk.

"Ahhhh." he said raising his eye brows. "Shouldn't I be asking you? You know enough already. Don't you? I mean you-and-him-where-an-item." He sang his last sentence.

"How do you get your information?" asked Rachel.

"I wonder?" asked the Joker with a laugh. "Hmmmm I'm not sure how I get my information." he looked up pretending to think. "Wait, what information are we talking about?" Rachel reached out grabbed his hand and pulled on him making him hit his head on the bars. He smiled at her, "Cant seem to resist me can you?" She gave him a glare and shoved his hand back at him.

"Tell me what you know about Bruce." she demanded.

"Bruce..." said the Joker, he gave a big smile and a chuckle. "Really want to know how?"

"Yes." she said. the Joker looked around and motioned her to come closer. She looked at him closely and moved closer to the bars. With out warning he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her up to the bars. He put a hand on her face and gripped her scalp with the other making her eyes water.

"Everything." he whispered into her ear then gave her a quick peck on the cheek and let her go stepping back from the bars he smiled. "Hold on. I thought we were talking about Batman? Where did Bruce Wayne come into the subject?" He smirked at her. Rachel scolded herself, she let that one slip.

"What?" she asked. "What?" she repeated.

"You heard me." said the Joker with a big laugh sitting back down on the bench he had a smirk on his face. She shot a glare at him. "What's wrong? Afraid you let something… slip? Hmmmm."

"I... I can't think!" she growled and turned, she could hear him whistling behind her. "Send him to Arkham!" she pointed to the guards. The guards just shrugged and went in to talk to Gordon.

"Wait just like that?" Gordon asked Rachel. "No interrogation? No trial?"

"He's mentally insane!" she said. "HAVE FUN WITH THAT TRIAL! He'll probably do card tricks and tell jokes the whole time. I'll even contact them when I get to my office. Ok?"

"I would still like him to be interrogated." said Gordon.

"Can you do it?" asked Rachel. "I really am not in the mood."

"I'll try." said Gordon. "If I get no where, then your talking to him."

"Alright, I'm going home to TRY and get a few hours of sleep." said Rachel looking at her watch, it was now 6am she hadn't slept at all. "When did you get here?"

"About an hour ago." said Gordon. "I came in for questioning myself."

"I heard about that." said Rachel. "Is everyone ok?"

"Yeah everything is fine." said Gordon. "Everyone is calmed down and home now."

"I'm happy no one got hurt." said Rachel with a smile. "Night... well Morning." she turned and walked out of the station.

Alright there was my first chapter. Feel free to tell me what you think. Plus if you have any ideas or advice feel free to tell me! I know my grammar isn't real good, but I wrote this at like 2am lol. This is how I kill time I guess!