He started his plan, after formulating carefully with precisions calculations after 3 days while he was in the hospital.
Before that, same day the live was made, in the middle of the night Joker went around Carl's area with his tools.
He drew in different things that represented him that he used to draw in his Crime scenes like saying, 'Joker was here'.
He drew smiling, sad faces, clows also a carot card that shows the fool.(Reference in the comments).
The next day people woke up to Joker's master pieces.
For the first time everyone one in the city was happy on a Monday morning except for the police.
People started posting on the internet showing their finds of different pictures.
Making the news about Joker trend once again saying that he was going to take action.
And that Carl's dad was a goner.
Of course the internet was divided between those who agreed the act and those who don't but, the majority of them were on Joker's side.
The police started patrolling around Carl's area to invade Joker and stop his plans.
To make it more effective the police went to speak with Carl's father.
They mentioned the problem and that he needed protection if not he will be killed but he refused saying and mocking Joker, that he couldn't do anything and he could defend himself.
What they didn't know was that Joker was quietly observing them and smirked at Carl's father words. He said,"thanks for making my work easier. Stupid", he left blending with the passerby on the side walk.
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The third day, Joker abducted Carl's father who was drunk on the highway, he was on the way to his house to abuse his son once again before sleeping like always.
Joker came to him pretending to be his son.
***Author Note: From here I will change Joker's name to Carl's for immersion in the story.
"Dad?", Carl's was surprised to he his father on the roadside. He tried to pretend that he didn't see him by lowering his head and turning around to go the other way.
But he was already seen by his father. The mistake he made was calling him father which drew the attention of the older man.
"Where are you going prick, come here right now", he shouted at him. Carl's slowly came closer afraid of what his father might do to him.
"I told you to comer closer, why are you far from me. Are you afraid of me or something?", he said while pulling his son by the hair to bring him closer.
Seeing that he was starting to gather attention from few passerby he stopped and told him by the ear that, when they get home they will continue their conversation.
On their way home they where stopped by patrolling officers who wanted to check on Carl's father.
The police asked if he was accompanied by his son which they were meeting for the first time because when the visited their house they didn't see him in person.
To be honest he had a bad feeling when he saw his son on his way home since, they have never met up outside before.
He was always at home by the time he came although he already explained that he saw someone drop his wallet in front of their house to which he followed the individual to return it.
Which was one of the reasons he wanted to beat Carl for a long time today for returning the money to the stranger instead of giving it to him.
Not sure he wanted to confirm it but seeing Carl shacking out of fear as usual when he touched him, he rest assured that he was his son.
The police didn't see how Carl's face looked like because it was night and very dark. One of them wanted to on a torch light to take a look. But since the older man confirmed his identity he withdrew.
The two officers looked at the backs of the two individuals as the left.
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Some where in a warehouse...
Sounds of cry from pain coming from someone in the warehouse resonated. The that the cry was heard was in a place abandoned, in a place a tiny bit isolated from the area.
They were no houses around till you walked 10 minutes away from the current location. Not far but not near either for today. Unfavourable for the victim suffering since, they were cries for help in the warehouse house but nobody was near nor could hear him.
At this moment Carl's dad regretted not taking the police advice earlier, he taught he could handle the situation. He didn't expect for his useless son to seek help.He was just like his mother, unreliable. It was all his fault, all his fault. How could he be ungrateful.
Joker watched silently without emotion on his face as he saw Carl's father taking pencil from the floor since sharp and any dangerous object where out of his reach.He wanted to defend himself by stabbing him and taking him out with suprise.
He stabbed Joker in the middle of his right side of thigh whilst laughing wickedly at Jack thinking he must be in pain.
Seeing no cries of pain for Joker, he halted his laughter and movement. He looked up and saw Joker looking at him with a manic smily face still standing firm like nothing happened to him.
"How did it feel to stab me, uhh?. I see that it feels good since I saw you laughing out. Why did you stop laughing? Aren't you proud of what you just did? Did it feel good?".Joker looked at him with crazy eyes he was self aware that his scary side was revealing itself, cracking the innocent fave he had earlier.
Scared by Joker response he shouted in frustration feeling that it was unfair for him not believing his eyes that Joker was standing still while blood was goshing out of his leg.
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