Gotham City; 9:42 PM
2016
Ace poked her head out from behind the couch. She giggled, her black pigtails swishing as she bounced off the walls. Harley Quinn was on the couch smiling at her daughter pulling her up onto her lap. The Joker would be home any minute and Ace refused to go to bed without him being there. There was a key jiggling in the lock to the penthouse they currently resided at. Ace squealed leaping into her father's arms as the door opened. He laughed ruffling her hair. "How's my lil Acey?" He cooed she smiled her green eyes gleaming, at this moment Harley stood walking over to hug him. "Welcome back," she murmured kissing him. He frowned as caught sight of his watch. "Harls, it's 9:45, Ace has school tomorrow. She should be in bed." Harley sighed, "she's your daughter. Won't take no for an answer, she's refused to go to sleep until you get home." She explained, Joker nodded bouncing Ace in his arms. "Okay kiddo, time for bed. Say goodnight to me and mommy." He said. Ace smiled hugging him. "Night daddy," she chirped hopping over to her mother next, "night mommy," she said. Harley smiled stroking her daughter's black hair. "Goodnight honey," she said kissing the girl's head as she ran off to her room.
Later that night, Joker lay in bed reading a Stephen King book. Harley had slipped into a red and black lingerie nightdress. He looked over, "I think we should move." He said. She looked at him. "Why?" She asked, he shrugged. "Might be good for Ace not to be raised in Gotham. It's not exactly the best place to raise a kid. I mean any day she could be taken like most kids are." Harley raised an eyebrow. "We live in a hundred story penthouse, I don't think anyone is stupid enough to climb up that high." At that moment there was the sound of glass shattering and a scream. "Ace!" Harley and Joker gasped simultaneously. They leapt up Joker grabbing his gun and running down the hall to his daughter's room Harley following as she struggled to put on a black satin robe. As they entered they saw a man with guns and a gun at Ace's head. "Another step and I blow her brains out." Joker glared. "What do you want Deadshot?" He asked. Deadshot smiled, "revenge." He said licking his lips whipping out a knife and making a small cut on the child's face, near her eye. Joker sighed lowering the gun and emptying the bullets leaving all but one. "You and me Deadhead, Russian Roulette. Here and now. Harley, get Ace outta here." He said. Ace was then released and she ran into her mother's waiting arms where she was carried towards the bathroom, to get her wounds cleaned. There was a gunshot. Then the sound of glass breaking and struggling. Harley carried Ace out of the bathroom just in time to see the Joker pinned against the balcony railing. He looked at her. "I love you," he choked flipping Deadshot over. Harley screamed in horror putting Ace down and racing to the site seeing them falling she turned away crying. Ace couldn't register what had just happened. Her father, the Joker; the one and only Clown Prince of Crime was dead.