The first paragraph came to me suddenly so I wrote it down and started a new fic with it. Please don't be mean if you review. I'm not a good writer but that doesn't mean you have to say rude things to me. Thank you!

Her shadowy figure came into view, not enough to see but enough to know. Her presence is strong, all eyes gazed on her at once. Many were mesmerized as she just stood there commanding their attention. It was quite, not one word, so much so even the mice stopped in their tracks. And everything was looking at her. The dim light reflected on her eyes making them glow, and her hair shined throughout the darken room. She shifted her foot and the spell that was there broke and in unison everyone pulled out their guns and trained them carefully on this unknown woman. She took a step back not looking worried at all, in fact she was smirking.

"Whats a fine girl like yourself don' here all alone?" A balding guy standing next to me asked first along with many other cat calls from the group.

"Oh boys, you think I'm alone? I came here with a special man" her voice was like wind chimes, it was sweet...really sweet I'm no poet so I have no idea how to compare her beautiful voice. Anyways, that guy next to me continued his little pick ups.

"Special is he? I'll show you special" He then made a gesture towards his crotch. Bad move. Next thing that happen made everyone scared straight.

"Is that so?" That tone made everyone sweat, we knew, we knew who her special someone was. He came into view next to that blond woman, smiling like he always does. The Joker.

"Is that so special to you?" he asked that man next to me, who looked like he was about to puke.

"I-I'm sorry B-boss I didn't know she came here with y-y-you!" His voice failed him and next we hear a loud BANG and a scream. That man next to me fell to the ground as his knee blew out. His agonizing screams were silenced with a final shot to his head.

"Now" Joker continued after putting his gun away. "Like she was saying, shes with me and the new girl in town. Her name is Harley Quinn, and also your other boss so you have to listen to everything she says, and if I so much as see any of you look at her the wrong way I will not hesitate to shove rat poison down your throat and cut you up into small chunks and force feed you to your families! She belongs to me Got it?"

There was a collective silence around. "Okay!?" he groaned out loud. "Yes Boss" we all yelled.

"Well good then, now Harley-girl I'll show you the room upstairs. This really isn't our hideout just somewhere to stay until we find one..." his voice trailed off as he walked Harley up stairs.

The room was full of murmurs about Jokers new girl and some were even placing bets on how long she'll last. I personally thought she wouldn't last a day. But I was wrong. It was Joker who couldn't last a full day. The next afternoon Joker was so fed up with her she gave her some money from a recent heist for her to go shopping with to get her out of the place, since she wouldn't stop bothering him while he was working. He put me and Sly in charge of babysitting her all day. Since she was new to the criminal thing she didn't need a disguise, so she wore black shorts with an almost see through red blouse and black low-cut heels (I grew up with only girls in the family so I know a thing or two about women's clothes) it looked pretty nice on her.

Babysitting huh? It was more like we were her pack mule, with all this crap we were carrying her. All of it clothes, shoes and things she wanted to get for J. By the end of the day I was exhausted and for me to be saying that it's a lot, after all I have been toe-to-toe with the Batman.

"So how's a girl like yourself end up with J?" Sly asked as we pulled out of the parking lot. I was curious too. She gave Sly a sideways glance and smiled.

"Well, when I was working at Ark ham-"

"Wait, working? Like what a guard or nurse?"

"No I was his doctor" she said matter of fact

"Really a doctor" I spoke up, first time in a while but hey I was really curious.

She looked behind and smiled at me.

"So you finally talk huh? What's your name?"

"Jet" I replied. It's only a nickname but I kinda liked it.

"Jet, well I know I don't look like much but you should never judge a book by its cover ya know!" she pointed to herself with her thumbs and continued smiling. She turned back to Sly and continued.

"I was working at Ark ham for a while and it took me a long time to get a session with Mr. J. I only wanted to do it so I could write a tell all book about him and maybe get rich and famous, boy was I wrong" She sighed and stared outside as if recalling lost memories. "But when I started my sessions with him I realized that he was only a victim, all he ever wants to do is make people smiles all though he ends up doing it in some weird ways, people don't understand him but he made me understand and soon I found myself to be in love with him..." She continued her story as we listened in silence, we even shared a couple of good laughs as she told us some stories of Joker and what he liked to do to some of the staff, and I got to admit, digging someone's eyes out with a plastic spoon does sound a bit funny, she even told some of her own jokers which were not as funny as Jokers, her punch line was all wrong. We continued sharing old stories and jokes all the way to the hideout. When we got back we shared the storied with the other boys and slowly our opinions of Harley changed. She was a nice kid.

And Joker thought so too because the next day it was her first time to take center stage with Joker as we went with a plan of J's he's been working on. I didn't know we were going to crash Bruce Wayne's party until we pulled up to the Gotham Plaza, J rarely tells up his plans before we get to the place. Everything went pretty well actually, we grabbed a lot of expensive jewels, watched, rings and even when the Bat showed up Harley showed him a thing or two using her gymnastic skills. She could hold her own. We managed to shake the Bat off our tail and we headed home. I thought It went great that is until I heard a voice I know too well, just with a different name.

"HARLEY!" the yell echoed throughout the hideout. I looked over to see that Joker had her backed into a corner.

"Yes Mr. J?" she looked frightened, she's never seen him like this.

"You. Ruined. Everything!"

"H-How?"

"How? What do you mean How!? You stole my show!"

"What do you mean?"

"The Bat didn't even glance my way he was too busy fighting you!" I knew joker always liked to be center of attention, especially when it came to Batman.

Some of the boys stood and looked at Joker.

"What! Do any of you have a problem with me witting my property!?" He gave all of us a death glare and the boys went along with whatever they were doing. He continued yelling and she continued to stand her self, that is until we all heard a loud THUD. The boys and I all looked to see Harley slouched on the floor with her hand to her face, tears streaming down her face.

"I'll teach you to never back talk me, and to NEVER steal my show!" There were more smacks and thuds and he continued to punch, kick, slap whatever else he continued beating her as she sobbed. Some of the boys quickly left to go outside, I went along, I couldn't bear to hear her cry anymore. Sure I've killed people and hear their cries and screams but this was different. I hope he kills her fast. How could anyone think like this? Well Joker liked to play with his prey first before killing but she was nice and I didn't want her to suffer. Sure I wanted to help her but you can never win with Joker. After a while the crying stopped and some of the others moved back inside. But I stayed outside for a little longer before going back inside. When I did I trying to imagine what she would look like, probably all bloody with body parts missing, something like that. But to my surprise when I walked inside I was met with gaping henchmen, Harley sitting on a chair with tears still on her face and with a Joker who was treating her wounds. Her Wounds! Can you believe it?! Joker, The Joker, that really insane killing machine with no remorse for anything was sitting in front of us treating his new girls wounds that he just gave her. Let me tell ya, all of us was shocked. Sure It'll be nice if Joker was nicer but just thinking about him being nicer was a bit creepy. And once again our thoughts about Harley were growing more positive.