Disclaimer: I don't own the Batman trilogy or any of the characters besides my lovely OC Izzy. Unfortunately Batman is owned by the company DC. 

A/N: In this chapter there will be violence against a woman I will have it marked with (!) then if you wish to skip this look for this marking (~). I do not condone violence against women just because I write it does not mean it is alright to do this in real life. 

Please respect everyone equally. 

Previously: "He stretches a hand out towards Izzy's unconscious form and strokes her cheek and brushes hair away from her face. "Soon my love. Soon." He whispers under his breath. The black SUV takes off down the street tires squealing as it turns corners roughly and heading towards the dirt roads that lead to the hideout." 

Izzy's POV

The sudden clank of a steal door awakens me from my unconsciousness, I slowly open my eyes with my head thumping wildly from the pain and my eyes are blurry. I'm on a cold hard surface which is damp with moisture from above. I turn my head over still lying on the ground seeing three figures talking off to the side I instantly make out the unmistakeable body of the Joker.

They are all gesticulating wildly while they talk in hushed voices, when the Joker pulls one of his switch blades out and aims it at one of the goons before him. I slowly prop myself upon my arms, they shake under the weight. I bite my tongue to stop from crying out. I push up again and this time I stand slowly using the wall for support. I keep to the shadows as I slowly begin to side shuffle, I hear the soft scuffing noise as my feet scrap against the cement.

I look up and see that Joker and the men are still talking. I make it across the wall and notice a stack of crates in the corner and the tarp that would hide me from sight but still allow me to see the men. I quickly crouch and begin to crawl into the crate that has a half broken front, concealing me from prying eyes. I look through a small crack in the wood to watch the legs from the men, begin to move.

"Ohhhhh. It looks like our little sleeping beautyyy has awoken, hahaha" I hold my breath as the Joker's voice breaks the silence. I slowly breathe in and out keeping it as quiet as possible. Two sets of legs walk around to the other side of the room where I see another set of crates. I see the joker's long pinstriped suit pants begin to stalk my way.

Eyes going wide I clamp my hand over my mouth stopping any sounds being emitted from there. "Come out come out wherever you areeee" he continues to walk but stops and then turns around and walks away. My breath comes out before I realised it. Whew.

I see him meet up with the other two men before he turns back around to face the crates without moving. "Alright! I'll play your little game of hide and seek. I get three tries to find you, and if I don't! You win, but if I do find you before the three tries are up, wellll you won't like it one bit! Hahahaha." I gulp and push myself as far back as I can to be unseen. I see him walk to the other side with the crates.

I hear some shuffling and creaking "one."

I breathe a little more. The pinstriped legs stalk towards a wall that is covered in a ripped sheet. I hear the distinct sound of the fabric being torn.

"Two." I feel the hope begin to form in my heart, that I may actually win this game of his. My little heart began to beat faster as I see the pinstriped legs walk towards the crates before they disappear from my sight.

My eyes widen as I hear his shoes clicking closer to me. A crash to my right makes me jump, the crate next to me was tossed to the side. I see the shoes of the Joker come closer to my crate, I see his legs on the half where I'm covered from his sight. The feet stop at the front of my crate and the shadow only associated with someone crouching down begins to form.

My heart speeds up and I cry internally. His suit becomes more visible as he crouches and I push myself back in the crate as far as I can. He looks into the crate, I'm still out of his sight, but that thought vanishes as fast it came as I see his wild green eyes in front of me

"Three" he drawls out the word. His arm launches out and grips onto my right upper arm tightly,

"Argh! Get off of me! You clown freak!" I struggle as he pulls me out with ease.

"Well helloooo. Enjoy our little gameee? Hmmm" he laughs besides me and pulls me closer to his body. I feel his warm body as he presses me up against him. Heat rushes to my cheeks at our close intensity. I try and get out of his arms, but the arm holding my arm tightens causing me to wince and cry out. 

"Noooowwww, sweetheart,  you and meee eh are going to have some fun ah" he all but growled the words sweetheart sending shivers down my spine.

I could feel my heart speed up thinking about his words so mnay scenarios flashed through my mind the next worse than the previous "what the hell do you want?" I narrow my eyes at him as I spit at him. His laughter cuts through me like a knife ending any of my confidence I had earlier as I see his eyes gleaming

"Well easy - you" he points his purple gloved finger inbetween my eyes "just gotta sit in this chair while I record you for the Bats to see it-"

I can't help but speak out my curisoity "why do you want him?" Which turned out to be a big mistake. 

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I feel a hot stinging sensation across my right cheek before the pain settles in and tears brim my eyes I glance back and see him lean in close to me "don't. Interrupt. Me." I nod my head quickly not wanting to get slapped again, "gooood..as I was saying, Bats will come here to save you only you won't be here, but I will be and I want to have a little chat with him" his crazed laughter filled the empty air.

Rough hands grab me and drag me to a rickety looking wooden chair in the middle of a damp foul smelling room, which had stains of unknown substances along the walls and floor. On the ceiling a broken light hung, I feel myself gulp at the sight. I'm shoved down on the chair hearing it creak in protest. My arms are pulled behind the back of the chair and bound tightly with thick rope, I could feel it rubbing painfully on my skin already.

The rough surface of the chair grazed against the exposed skin of my arms, I wince as I sit uncomfortably, one of the goons walked in front of me and squatted in front of me to start tying my legs down. I feel my heart speed up and my fight or flight instinct kicked in a bit late but okay and I quickly kick my right leg out hitting him square in the nose hearing a satisfying crunch "fuck!"

I don't get to feel satisfied as all I feel is my hair gripped painfully tight from behind before my head flies back from the impact of a clenched fist "fucking bitch". My face and head throbs I spit at the goons face and get another punch square to my jaw, which fucking hurt I feel a throb pulsate through my jaw and teeth.

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"That's enougghh her face still needs to be recognisable" the Joker's voice stops the goons, I look up and notice the Joker saunter in front of me with a camera "now smile for the camera Izzy." I could hear the threat in his tone as he said my name, do what I say or else. "No Izzy I want you to cry as you tell them your name and who has you, okay?" His eyes pierce me and I numbly nod my head.

With tears of fear running down my face I look at the camera he had just turned on "I'm Isabelle Jones" I suck in a shaky breath "I have been kid-kidnapped by t-t-the Joker..." I look from the camera to the Joker whose smile elongates further if that's even possible. He nods his head.

"Ask for Batsy to save you..." his crimson lips stretch "go on" his eyes daring me to go against him

I look back towards the camera "please Batman, please save me" I add some louder cries the Joker smiles approvingly before turning the camera to face himself

"Well Batsy what da ya say aye? Find the girl and save her this time" his loud laughter carries through the damp air as he turns the camera off and turns back to me "wonderfulll acting doll" his voice drawls as he gets close to me. I feel my body stiffen as his hand comes to my face and I feel his dirty thumb wipe under my eyes collecting my salty tear, with his eyes connected with mine he licks his thumb clean. 

That's so wrong. I feel my face twist in disgust at his actions which causes him to let out a booming laugh, he does a little jump before standing stone still. I see his body slowily pivot towards me before his head drops to the side in contemplation "ya know? You're funny I like that maybe I'll keep ya around longer" he smiles at me "or maybe not" his lips form a cruel smirk before he stalks off whisteling the incy wincy spider tune.

So now what? I'm left tied to the chair alone well besides the goon leaning half asleep against the far wall, the adrenaline that had once coursed through my veins vanished and I was left feeling exhausted. My eyes felt heavy I felt them begin to droop before they snapped open once more from the Joker's boisterous crazed laughter filled the air, I think nothing of it until I see the bat symbol light up the night air. They got the message, hunh.

o0o End of Chapter 7 o0o

A/N: Hi all so thats chapter 7 all wrapped up, we're getting more into the action of the story now. So the Joker has Izzy and plans to use her to lure Batman to the hideout, if this sounds similar thats because I took inspiration from the Harvey and Rachel rescue scene. 

I hope you like it as I had mentioned at the start yes there was violence directed towards a woman but just because I write about it doesn't mean it's alright to do in real life or that I support it. And it makes me sick to know that many women have been abused/assaulted whether that be domestically or by strangers. Please just be respectful and kind to one another - we don't need violence in the world.

Thank you

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