《The Joker's Daughter》Cage
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Arika's Pov
It's dark and cold like always in this medium, windowless room. I sat in the dark with chains around my wrist and ankles. The cold steel on the floor made me shiver and the bars around it made it even more gloomy. The brown rags i have are torn and my long black hair all messy. I look down at my wrist and see dry blood around, the same with my ankles. It hurts so much it feels like it's going to fall off. I move my legs to get comfortable and hear the chains rattle. The cage is small, really small. My head is reaching the top and all i could do is just sit there waiting for the worst.
The lights turn on and i cover my eyes from the light. The light blinding my eyes. I adjusted and see my father by the door with a creepy smile on. He walked slowly towards me. I started to shake and i couldn't stop.I back up to the end of my cage with fear in my eyes. "Arika~ Ready to come out?" He said.
I knew it wasn't my decision. He was going to take me out either way. He slowly bent down and took out the key from around his neck. He open the cage door and reaches a hand towards me. I whimper and coward when he reached for me. He grabbed my ankle and began to unlock the chains. As he unlocked my wrist he took out cuffs and cuffed my wrists. I whimper in pain. I only hear him chuckling.
He grabbed my hair and yanked me out. I yelp in pain but he only giggled at my pain. He drags me across the cold floor and towards the hall. I try to walk but my legs are too numb from sitting for too long. Two pathways shown and he went right. My eyes widen in fear and i try to struggle. He's taking me to the laboratory. He notices and giggles more. He yanks my hair and i whimpered.
A room of white all over. Machinery everywhere, a table full of tools and syringes, and a white chair with straps and blood. I try to struggle more and more but it was to no use. He threw me onto the chair and strapped my ankles and waist. He unchains me and straps my wrist and neck. They smell of my blood filled my nose. He goes behind the chair where he got out of my sight. "W-What a-are you d-doing?" I said in a weak voice. He just began to laugh.
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He came back into my view with the same smile on his face. "Don't you worry child. I'm only going to see if you are ready?" He said getting me confuse.
"R-Ready for w-what?" I said.
He walked out of my view once again. I hear him moving around and grabbing things. I try to struggle but can't even move my head. It's too tight. He comes back with a big syringe filled with green fluids. I struggle and struggle but it was to no use. He came closer with the huge syringe fill with unknown liquids. He aim the needle on my right arm. I scream as he slowly inject the needle into my arm.
Joker's Pov
My sweet little Arika's screams filled the room. Her beautiful screams loud and just so wonderful. I took out the needle and lay the empty syringe on the cold metal table. I walk back and see her stop screaming. She is panting on the chair and sweating a lot. I remove some of her black hair away from her forehead and kiss it. "Now for the worst part." I whisper.
I lean back ans see her beautiful blue eyes widen. she starts screaming like she is being murdered. I couldn't help but start to laugh. I couldn't control it. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!" My laugh joining my sweet Arika's screams.
She looks at me with a horrid face as she tries to conceal her screams. "I'm sorry i couldn't held it in Arika!" Her eyes widen and it seems more pain had came and foam started to come out of her mouth. She began shaking and moving. I think she's having a seizure. She suddenly just stopped and stayed there not moving.
Her eyes are closed but she is still breathing. "I wish your mother was here right now. She would be so proud." I said and i unstrapped her and put her beautiful chains back on her wrists. Her long and bloody white dress is a little torn but it doesn't mean i have to steal any. She's just find with that.
I pick her up bridal style and carry her back to her room. I open the door and see her blank white room with a small cage. I lay her on the cold floor next to her cage and open the door. I unlock the chains and chained her with the ones connected to the floor.
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Her ankles and wrists back in her proper chains. I put her in her cage and lock the cage door. I walk towards the door. I turn off the lights and close the door.
Arika's Pov
My eyes open and I see nothing but darkness. My head hurts so much. My chains rattle as i move around trying to get comfortable. For some weird reason i'm remembering the times when i was little. Especially when my father first took me to go kill someone.
It was night and i was four years old. I look at my father who held my hand in one hand and the other hand 4 sharp knives. We arrive at a dark and spooky alleyway. At the end of the alleyway hang 2 men on the wall. They were alive and has their mouths covered in a black cloth. The one on the right look frighten with his green eyes. He has blonde hair and wore a black suit. The other had the same outfit but he had brown eyes and hair. We stop a couple feet away from them. My father let go of my hand and bend down to my eye level. "Arika i want you to throw these knives at these men. I'll teach you how to throw them......I'll go first and show you how it's done." He stands up and looks at the men.
I was still confuse and didn't know what was happening. I stood there looking at my father. He then raises a knife in one hand and throws it at one of the men. I heard a muffle scream and look at the men. My eyes widen as i saw the blonde hair guy has a knife into stomach.Blood seep through his suit and i stare in horror. I couldn't move at all. My feet stood rooted to the ground. I herd a laughter and look to see my father laughing like a maniac. He look down at me with a big grin on his face. "Now Arika, it's your turn." He handed down a knife in my hands. I shook my head and threw the knife down to the floor. Tears fell on my cheeks. I look at my father and saw his big grin gone. "Arika pick up the knife." He said it with a calm voice. I shook my head again unable to speak. "ARIKA PICK UP THE KNIFE NOW!!" I shook my head once more.
Later that night he force me and i learn how to throw knives skillfully. As i grew up my father taught me new things that i was force to learn, like combat, shooting guns, throwing knives, fighting with knives, climbing, gymnastics, sneaking around, and he try to teach me the ability to look into the future but i could only do it for a very little bit. My father was disappointed but still kept me. I lay down and look at the ceiling of my cage. I stared at it for a while until my head started to hurt even more. Then images started to pop into my head. I stood up holding my head in pain. After a while the pain subsided. The last thing i saw was a boy with black spiky hair and green eyes. He is masculine but not to much and he's wearing a green hoodie and a black jacket over it. I sat there thinking. After an hour i decide to escape this place and find the boy. I don't know why but i want to find this boy. I will find this boy. Even if i try dying.
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