''Let me go, you disgusting bastard!,'' came the energetic voice of a young woman. The Joker had blown up the new bank building and had walked through the streets afterwards. Now, he watched with amusement the scene, which was going to unfold in the alley in front of him. The girl, that had defended herself so vociferously, was tiny compared to the beefy guys. And even though she was so petite and had no chance against these men, she met them bravely. His interest was piqued.
''You have a pretty big mouth, girlie. But don't worry, we like women with a little fire in them, do we not guys?,'' the leader said. He lifted her chin with his finger, examining her. ''You really are a beauty. I think we will have a lot of fun.'' And when he ran his thumb over her lips, she bit him with all the strength her small body could muster.
''You will regret that, you little bitch!,'' the man said angry, examining his injured finger. ''Actually, I wanted to be nice. But I think you prefer it rough,'' he continued. The men drew closer. But before any of them could put the threat into action, the Joker decided to interfere on a whim.As he approached them, his characteristic crazy laugh rang out.''Piss off you freak, we're busy,'' one of the men said. They looked around to see who would dare to disturb their nightly pleasure. And when they saw him, all of them panicked.
''Shit, do you see what I see? Come on, let's go! I don't have a death wish.''And as fast as they had come, they disappeared.
Now, in the streetlight, the Joker could examine the woman more closly.Altought he didn't care about such trivial things, even he couldn't deny that she was beautiful. No classical beauty. But something about her caught his interest.Maybe it was just the fact, how she reacted to his appearance. Fear, panic or terror, he had seen these reactions many times and they were familiar to him. But this, her complete indifference, was entirely new to him. He felt the irrepressible urge to find out, what reactions he might coax out of her.
So he walked slowly toward her, he pulled his knife from his pocket and slipped it between his fingers. ''Say, beautiful. Do you want to know how I got these scars?,'' he asked with his menacing deep voice and he pointed his knife to his mouth. But even faced with his scars, she remained calm and didn't even flinch.
''Maybe later. But before that, could I touch them?,'' she replied politely and held out her delicate hand.
To say that the Joker was surprised, would have been an understatement.For the first time, he didn't know how to react. And he did not like it.Nevertheless, he decided, as so often, to follow his first impulse. He fulfilled her extraordinary wish. ''Why not,'' he said.Based on the sound of his voice, she could guess that he was surprised by her reaction.If not, even a little disappointed.
As he stepped closer, so that she could touch him, he saw the reason for her suicidal audacity.
She was blind.