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Mistress Jay	By : DarkRoze Category: DC Verse Movies > The Dark Knight Views: 2652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: You may have seen this up on fanfiction.net, if so do not worry because that one is mine to. I would have taken it down but the reviews are just too priceless, so here it is fully reworked to have the prolog as chapter 1 rather than chapter whatever. In addition, this Joker looks like the one from the dark knight but his personality is more of a mix between that one, Nickelson’s and the two cartoon versions.

“Andy they got him!” Ann called down the hall frantically.
“What?!”
“They captured Joker, they aren’t releasing any details but they have him in custody.”
“Shit!” Andy replied pausing to think, she knew with the Joker in jail her plans were all but ruined. She needed him out, she would have to take his case and get the judge to release him. It meant playing with fire she had not expected this but it was too late to stop now.
“Sarg, have you seen the news?” Andy said into the cell. “Good, bring the car we’re going on a road trip.” Then she clicked the phone closed and went into Ann’s room. “I’m heading over to the office and make sure I get his case. The last thing we need is Vic getting it; Jay’d be in Black Gate faster than you could say ‘fucked over’.”

“Hello Keller,” the woman was in a dominatrix out fit her legs spread wide so only; the thin leather separated his eyes from all her parts. He could just barely make out the hint of pink at the edges of it. She moved the riding crop down her tanned inner thigh; she had a health glow about her skin.
“Up here judge.” She cooed at him. He tried to speak but his voice was suddenly gone, he licked his too dry lips and tried again.
“Who are you and what are you doing in my house?” Even to him the words sounded empty as if they weren’t meant to be said.
“You may call me Mistress, as to what I’m doing here; I don’t think that matters right now.” She replied standing up. “What does matter however is that I need you.” As she spoke, she slowly crossed the space between them. Her hips swayed gently with every step, the skimpy leather outfit leaving nothing to his imagination.
“Need me?” He stammered, he was not as young as he once was but if this beauty wanted him, he would go into cardiac arrest to give it to her. He was just glad his old hag of a wife was at her damn sister’s place for the weekend. He wondered if the kids would sleep through it if she were a screamer.
“That’s right, I need you.” She said stopping inches away from him. He could smell her perfume. Likewise, she could smell his cologne and was fighting not to gag at its disgustingly pungent odor.
“I’m happy to help beautiful women.” He said forgetting a moment that she was a stranger in his house. It was still a marvel to Ann how easy it was for a man to forget there was a strange person poking around their home. As long, as that woman was beautiful, sexy and seemed to want a romp in the sheets with him. It never mattered their age. All men wanted to fuck the beautiful elusive Mistress; she understood why Andy felt that men were so worthless.
“Good, sign this.” She said suddenly pulling a document from the breast area of her outfit.
“What?” Judge Keller was clearly caught off guard by this sudden change. He had just been giving himself a little pre-show pep talk and all she wanted was him to sign something? Why?
“I said sign this.” She held up a pen this time as if she expected him to do exactly as he was told. He looked at her dumbly a moment longer then it clicked. He laughed then shook his head.
“You must be working for Maroni’s replacement. How much is he paying you?”
“Whatever I’m being paid isn’t nearly enough, now sign this.” She countered, she was not about to tell this guy who she was really working for. He looked her over again then shrugged, if this was how the new boy did business that was fine by him.
“Have the money deposited to the trust fund as normal.” He said skimming over the papers. “Wait these are release forms, which of the boys got caught up this time?” He asked with a chuckle. She knew the moment he found the name because he stopped laughing and looked up at her as if she were joking.
“No, you’re kidding. Why does he want…” Keller shook his head, “He doesn’t. You don’t work for the new boss, I won’t help you!” The woman did not stop smiling as she snapped her fingers, the door to his study jerked open. He heard the squeak from the door and saw figure being tossed at Mistress, he knew by the color of the cloths it was his little girl.
“She has lovely hair,” the dominatrix said, running her gloved hand through the blond ringlets.
“Daddy?” The girl said quietly, she was confused and sleepy.
“It’s okay baby.” Keller said.
“Only if you sign the papers.” Mistress said, the little girl tried to walk over to her father. With lightening quickness, Mistress had the child by the hair, causing the little girl to let out a scream.
“Oh how I love that sound.”
“Stop!!” Keller said.
“Sign the papers.”
“No! Let her go!” Keller demanded.
“I don’t think you understand the gravity of the situation, so let me clear it up for you.” In the next moment Mistress had an iridescent butterfly knife at the girl’s throat.
“NO!” Keller yelled.
“No, stop, don’t.” She said in a whiney voice. “If you’d just sign the damn papers it wouldn’t have come to this. Do you think I like having to kill kids?” Mistress snapped.
“No you don’t have to kill her, please I’ll do anything just don’t take her. I love her.” He said hitting his knees, tears coming to his eyes.
“Sign the fucking papers!” Mistress commanded. He grabbed the papers and signed them.
“Here,” he said offering them to Mistress. “Now let her go.” Mistress motioned with her head for the man that had brought the girl in to take the papers. Once he had them, she shoved the little girl to her father.
“Are you alright?” He asked she nodded and he leaned in to kiss her deeply.
“Oh now that’s just sick.” Mistress said.
“You have your papers now get out of here.” He growled. “They won’t do you any good without a lawyer.”
“Oh I have one of them to,” Mistress said as she walked out.
“What’d you do to her?” He called after her; it was an automatic human response to ask how another person was tortured.
“Don’t worry about it, she doesn’t have kids but her girlfriend sure is a feisty one.” Mistress knew she would have to do something to keep Keller from turning the papers in a fakes.
“Oh and Keller one more thing,” Mistress said turning to face him. “If you even think of turning these papers in as fakes, I’ll come back and I’ll kill your two little boys, then I’ll use their guts to tie your daughter down while I slowly dissect her in front of you, understand?” He nodded.
“Good here is a little something for all your good work.” She took a small gift box and walked over and set the green and purple box on his desk with a large gold ribbon before she and her men turned to leave as quickly as they’d came.
Keller looked at the box; his first thought had been that it was a bomb. He quickly dismissed that however because if the woman had planned to kill him she would not have told him to keep his mouth shut. Then he noticed a tag that had three words on it ‘Mistress thanks you’. He carefully opened up the box and when he saw no wires, he pulled the lid free and set it aside before looking in the box. He yelped in horror and fell backwards, in his rush he knocked over his daughter who fell into the desk knocking the box off and sending it contents rolling across the floor. The little girl started screaming as her mother’s head stared back at her with empty eyes, and then she passed out. At that exact moment, Keller’s phone started to ring. It was only the automated response that had his hand reaching answering it.
“Hello?” He asked dumbly, still to shell-shocked to think.
“Is this Judge Keller?” The voice asked.
“Yes.” He said simply.
“I’m sorry to have to call you sir but your car has been in an accident on highway 37.” The rest of whatever the person was saying on the other end of the line was lost to him.

"Andy what is the meaning of this?” Mr. Howl asked in shock. Andy was damn fine lawyer and for her to be so young was a surprise. She alone brought in half of the company’s net income, and it wasn’t uncommon now for people to call and request her especially if they knew they were wanted by the police.
“I want to take The Joker’s case.” She said simply.
“Andy a case of that size would be offered by seniority you know that.”
“Yes I do, and normally I would agree. However given this clients history with the law and my track record I do believe that I am the best one to take his case.”
“I’m not even sure we’ll get his case.” Mr. Howl said honestly.
“If I can get us the case, will you guarantee me I’ll get it?” She asked, he looked up at her. As far as he knew there was a standing order that all court appointed attorneys come from Broker & Dean. Still there was a confidence about her that he had always admired. That is why he’d had no problems putting her in with Maroni’s men when other lawyers had years on her.
“What if I say no?”
“Then I’ll quit and go over there and offer my services to him directly.” Andy said, her tone and the look in her eyes told him she was not kidding.
“Alright Andy, if you can swing the case to us I’ll put it on your work load.” Mr. Howl said.
“Sign this please.” She said handing him a document authorizing her to take his case.
“This won’t do you any good until we have the case file in the building.” Mr. Howl said.
“I know but I’d like to have this on hand just so there is no confusion.” She said sweetly. He shook his head and signed the paper then handed it back to her.
“Thank you very much.” Andy said at that exact moment there was a knock on the door.
“Come in.” Mr. Howl called.
“Sir this just came by currier for you, it’s from Broker & Dean. It’s marked urgent,” the secretary said walking in with a package that was about two inches thick.
“I believe that’s for me,” Andy said walking over and grabbing the package. She slid her nail in to slice through the tape and smiled as the wrapping fell away.
“Yes it is.” She said with a smile, the she looked up at her boss. “Thank you very much sir.” With that Andy turned and walked out of the room leaving a very bewildered boss.
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