Joker slowly walks toward him, slipping on his gloves, while one goon hands him a hammer.

"Oh yes, this will do perfectly," He takes the hammer and smiles at the newbie, "Look at that beautiful smile of yours." The face of the newbie is carved into a smile similar to the Joker's.

He licks his lips and walks a circle around him like how a predator does his prey. "Let's have some fun, shall we?" He grins and tosses the hammer up.

Once he catches it, he suddenly swings the hammer into the knee of the newbie, causing him to release a scream of pain and a few cracking noises from his leg.

The Joker erupts in laughter. "Did that hurt?" He moves his hair out of his face.

The newbie's face soon becomes wet from the sweat of being nervous and from the tears streaming down his cheeks. "Uh- I guess that your knee cap was shattered.. let's make it two, so it'll be even. What do you say?" Joker swings again at the other kneecap.

The newbie screams again.

"Having fun, eh? Thought you would." Joker mumbles.

Joker throws the hammer across the factory and grabs the newbie's face with his hand. Joker tightens his grip and stares into the eyes of the newbie. "Never talk about her again, do you understand me?" His voice turns to a deep growl from the previous normal Joker voice.

"Yes- Yes, sir boss. I won't ever do it again!" The newbie struggles a little to speak at first but manages to get it out.

"Do what again?" Joker asks.

"Talk about her, boss." The newbie replies, kind of confused.

"You just did!" Joker grabs the back of the chair the newbie is tied to and pushes it backward. "I need... uh- I need gasoline." He looks around at the other goons who quickly run and fetch a jug of gasoline for him.

"I'm disappointed in you, boy-o," Joker tells the newbie. He unties the newbie, who now can't run or even walk, and turns him onto his back. He grabs the jug and forces open the newbie's mouth and begins to pour it down his throat, drowning him. Joker pinches the newbie's nose shut. The newbie tries to cough it up but it's no use. The newbie ends up dying from drowning on cheap gasoline.

The goons look at the body in fear of the Joker but try to conceal it. "Get that mess out of here. Also, none of you better talk about her either, or I won't be so nice with y'all like how I was with the o'newbie." He warms them and goes to the SUV.

-

Around the time of him being dropped off at Y/N's ends up being around midnight. He enters the apartment and goes to the bathroom to wash the face paint off.

Afterward, he opens the door to Y/N's room to check on her. For a while, Joker watches her, but soon goes to the couch and lays down to sleep.

-

Before Joker wakes up, Y/N is already gone. She wanted to leave early to avoid any possible awkward encounters with Joker, now revealed to be named Jack. Y/N sits down at her desk and Stacey stares at her. "Something wrong, Stacey?" Y/N asks.

"You're very earlier. Are you ok?" Stacey replies with a question.

"I'm doing fine actually. Just decided to come to work earlier today and get an early start off to the day."

"What happened? You had to of done something with that James guy if you're up this early. You're avoiding him. Tell me why." She slightly interrogates Y/N.

"Ok, I'll tell you. James kissed me last night and we kissed once more after that. I don't want to be caught in an awkward situation, Stacey." Y/N explains to her.

"You guys kissed? Finally! You two are so cute together and obviously have feelings for each other. Anyway, don't be nervous. If something gets awkward, just kiss him again. That's my solution, you're welcome."

"I- I don't even know how to reply to that." Y/N sighs.

"It is a great solution when you think about it, but I don't know what you'd do afterward though. I mean you could always take it to the next level if you know what I mean." Stacey winks twice.

Y/N death stares at her, "I will smack you."

Stacey laughs at Y/N's reaction and shakes her head. "I was kidding, Y/N!" She rolls her eyes at Stacey and goes on with her work.

Joker wakes up a little while after Y/N's arrives at work. He quickly checks the time to see if she would still be at home but he sees he slept in. He sighs, kind of disappointed he didn't get to see her before she went to work.

For a long while, he ends up just sitting around. A new favorite hobby of watching the GCPD and the rest of Gotham on the news to see how scared out of their minds they are, begins to form for the Joker.

-

"What to do... what to do...," he mumbles, "I could blow some stuff up, I could kill some people, I could rob some stuff." He sits up with an excited look, as a lightbulb went off inside his head.

He stands up and does a little skip to the bathroom. He hums the tune of the children's song, London Bridge is Falling Down, while he puts on a fresh coat of face paint. "My fair lady.." he says, as he finishes up his face paint.

When he looks down at his hands, they are covered in the paint but he simply doesn't care. He pulls out a small, black BlackBerry flip phone and dials a number.

Soon there's a knock on the door and Joker lets the person in. The stranger stands at about 5'10 feet tall and is relatively fit. The Joker claps his hands together, with a smile on his face. "Perfect."

He pulls out a gun and sets it on the small table beside the front door. "Make yourself at home for a few minutes, " he looks at his watch, "she should be about 10 minutes away." The man sits on Y/N's couch and watches TV, easily getting comfortable.

"So, uh- I forgot your name, " he pauses for a second," we will call you Terry. You have a simple job today, though you probably won't like it." The Joker walks behind the couch, pouring what looks like tiny, salt crystals into his hand.

"What's the job, Boss?" The man, now called Terry, asks. As the Joker keeps talking, the more he wishes he called in sick today.

Joker stands behind Terry and covers his mouth to where the only remaining airway is his nose. He holds the small pile of crystal type drugs under his nose. "Breathe." The Joker orders Terry to do.

Terry, literally about to shit himself, is completely frozen. "Snort, damn it. Oink, oink, Terry." Joker says with a bit more of an impatient attitude.

Terry, after a couple of seconds, finally snorts the item Joker put in front of him. "Good boy," Joker pats him on the back, "now we wait."

"What did you give me?" Terry asks, obvious fear in his voice.

"Terry, you're so cute," Joker pinches his cheek, "you'll see very soon." He giggles a bit and runs a hand through his hair.

Joker goes into the kitchen and ducks down behind the counter.

Terry very soon, as Joker said, begins to feel side effects from whatever Joker made him breathe in. His heart rate begins to race to the point Terry can hear it echo throughout his head. He falls onto his knees and grips at his hair, eyes widening.

A rush of a high flows through his entire body, his brain becomes fogged. Hallucinations fill his mind instead of reality. His vision changes from a beautiful spectrum of colors to bright, blinding patterns making duplicates of everything.

-

Y/N turns onto her street and soon pulls into her driveway. Y/N, happy to be home, quickly jumps out of her car and skips to her door.

As she begins to unlock it, she hears shattering of glass and snapping of wood and plastics. She slowly unlocks and opens the door and peeks inside. She steps inside and notices the gun on the table, so she quickly grabs it and prepares to shoot if needed.

Terry comes out of a room, huffing and puffing, dripping in sweat, beat red. His attention immediately turns to Y/N and he tilts his head, cracking his neck. He begins to run at Y/N, causing her to aim the gun at him like how Joker taught her.

She pulls the trigger.