(Heath Ledger) Joker x Reader

Chapter 4: Preparing for a Robbery

~(Y/N)'s POV~

I woke up in some comfortable silk linen sheets. The sheets and comforter were purple and the pillowcases were a light army green. Stretching my aching muscles, I decided to get up and take a quick shower. Before going to the bathroom to shower, I decided to go to the window. It was a beautiful sunny day out. I opened the window and let the fresh, cool breeze come into the room. Today was going to be a perfect day for the robbery. Walking towards my bathroom, I stopped at my dresser to grab my workout clothes. Walking into the bathroom, I notice how decent this bathroom was for a warehouse. I turned the shower nozzle to hot and let the water run for a bit. Stripping my clothes from my body, I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror that is now starting to fog up from the steam. Becoming disgusted and irritated, I decided it was finally time to step into the shower. I let the hot steamy water calm my aching muscles. It felt very good. This will help loosen me up before I go to practice and get ready for the day. Washing my hair and my body, I decided to end my shower with a cold shower. Quickly changing the water from steaming hot to ice-cold, I stayed in the cold shower for an extra 10 minutes to wake me up and get me prepared for the day. Turning the water off, I wrung my hair out and wrapped the towel around my waist. Stepping out I wiped the fog off of the mirror and decided to get dressed. I put on some black leggings with a black tank top for my morning routine. Towel drying my hair a bit and then brushing it, I decided to put it up into a bun. Walking out of the bathroom I grab my knives and weapons bag. Walking out of the guest bedroom, I walk down the hallway to the staircase. Noticing most of the goons were up including Tyrell, I decided to go talk to Tyrell. "Good morning Tyrell!" "Oh! Good morning Miss Jinxx." "Oh please, you can call me (Y/N)" "Oh okay then Miss (Y/N)." "Hey Tyrell, could you tell me where the workout/ training room is?" "Oh, sure! No problem! Would you like me to show you where it is?" "If you don't mind." "No. Not at all. Follow me." Tyrell begins leading me down a narrow hall. We stop at the end of the hallway and descend a staircase. As we are walking down it gets colder and colder as if we are walking into a basement. Entering the basement, we walk down the hall for a few seconds before turning left and entering a giant room with lots of equipment. The room is huge with glass surrounding it so it would be a little bit private and not as noisy. Looking in I notice some punching bags, kicking bags, dummies, wooden dummies for practicing with knives, and even a shooting range. I noticed there were a few goons in there too. They were using the workout equipment though that were in the corner. This place is like a combat training room mixed with a fitness studio. "Thanks, Tyrell. Come get me if I'm needed please." "No problem. If you need to kick the others out then go right ahead." "Thank you, but they will be fine." With that Tyrell turns around and walks back where we came from. Opening the door to the training room, I decided I was going to stretch first. Rolling out my neck, doing the splits, sitting stretches, and then rolling out my ankles, I decided I was done stretching. Finally getting up I decided to start with the punching bag. Thinking of my past and taking my anger out on the bag, I was punching the bag repeatedly until my knuckles started turning red and started to tear and bleed. Wiping the sweat off of my forehead and controlling my breathing, I decided it was time to hit up the kicking bag. Doing some simple front kicks, roundhouse kicks, sidekicks, and back kicks, I decided it was now time to step it up a notch. Practicing roundhouse combinations, spinning back kicks, jumping back kicks, a 180 roundhouse kick, and then continuing to do more jumping and spinning kicks. Working on my technique and making it better. Taking a break to drink some water I have decided it was now time to start using my weapons. Starting with a simple knife I walked over to the wooden dummy. Practicing my stances and techniques. Each time switching the position of the blade in my hand and either slicing or stabbing the dummy in different ways making sure to aim for the vital areas of the body. Starting to grow bored with my knives, It was time to step up the game with my two dagger blades. Dual wielding is difficult, but better in combat if you know what you are doing. Slicing the wooden dummy to shreds, it was now time to move to the shooting range. Picking up my pistol and ammo, I went to the target in the middle. Shooting an entire clip into the target, I put my gun down and went to the target. All shots were dead on between the eyes or directly in the heart or lungs. Moving on from pistols to machine guns, I decided to have some fun and shoot many of the targets. My adrenaline is rushing and I don't hear anything but my breathing. I am living in the moment as I am focused on my targets hitting every single one of them dead on with these weapons. Once I am done shooting I take a deep breath and let it all out. Then, I hear clapping. Raising my eyebrows I turn around and notice none other than the Joker standing in the doorway looking at me and clapping slowly. "Wow Doll. Didn't know you were ah this good. Maybe next time we should ah practice together." I didn't answer. I just stared at him and smirked. "Ha! Alright, we're about to have a meeting, get dressed for the robbery, and meet me in the meeting room" With that, he turned around and walked out. I couldn't help but stare at him as he walked out. That suit fits his personality so well, his broad shoulders and messy green hair are perfect. What am I thinking? I decided to snap out of it, calm down my breathing, and do as I am told. I head up to my room to dress into black leather pants and a black dress shirt for the robbery. I curled my hair and got my mask ready. Finishing up with a tad bit of makeup, I left the room to go to the meeting room. I heard some of the goons in there chatting waiting for my arrival. Before opening the door I pulled the knife out of my sleeve. As I opened the door I whipped the knife across the room towards the man sitting in the chair with his feet propped up on the desk. "Woohooo hahaha! Very close! This game is so much fun!" I couldn't help but smirk and laugh a little knowing I was close to hitting him this time. I ended up cutting a bit of his hair off in the process. Meanwhile, all of the goons in the room were staring at us both wide-eyed and speechless. They didn't know what to think other than that we were two crazy individuals who think almost killing each other is fun. "Well, now that I had a little bit of some fun, it is time to get to the serious matter at hand."