Ladies and Gentleman I, Dresner, Bring you The conclution to the DNA series. Here is Part 3! Now this story takes place after Arkham Knight and there will be spoilers so read at your own risk. I chose not to do the story during the event because its to perfect to mess with. Mainly because it has to do with Batman fighting his greatest enemy, Himself. That defines him in the Arkham series and it will be untouched. Though I will be playing with my favorite paring, Harley Quinn and Batman.
Expect Lemons, Violence, Orginal Characters, War, and the usual from me and I hope you enjoy this story, the Series, and the Arkham Games.

With Love ~Dresner

November 11th 2015, To who ever it may be...

He's gone...

Batman is gone...

Last night was a night no one in this city will ever forget... Neither will I or Kitty...

We lost so many tonight that I can not even keep count anymore. So much death and destruction. So much pointless slaughter... Is this War? The War that drove men like Karl Dael to madness?

Or is this the War that he wanted? A total war that brought cities like Gotham and its people to its knees?

When I saw the Knight I thought it was him, The Black Hunter, But he was to cocky. To sure of himself. To arrogant to be him.

But he gave me some doubt, even more so once he gave me a small squad of my old goons, some hardware, and intel on one of Bruce's hide outs at the old theater. I knew he had a base there, but it was the prize inside that interested me. Some people that weren't lucky enough to get the vaccine Batman and Mr. Freeze made in Arkham City after Joker died, some including Batman himself. But I didn't know at the time, nor did I care or believed that he had a little bit of Joker in him.

I wanted two things that night, Kill the Jokers and Karl.

But I'm getting ahead of myself, My Name is Harleen Quinnzel. But you know me as Harley Quinn, The Clown Princess of Crime, and Yes we all know who Batman is after what Crane did to him back at the remains of the Asylum. But I knew who Bruce was before that, I knew him not only as Batman, but as my lover.
Bruce Wayne and I had a strange relationship, but strange was something I was accustom to with the Joker. I met him in the Iceberg lounge seven or eight years ago, But I didn't meet Batman until the Joker's take over at Blackgate. At the time I was too enthralled with the Joker to realize that the Batman was trying to help me, trying to prevent the years of torture, abuse, and acts of murder that would lead up to the Asylum incident. I came to the light at the Asylum and redeemed myself in his eyes. I had a chance to give up the title of the Harlequin of Crime. A chance to come back to the real world and live a life I never had before.

But my Harley, my other side, said different wanting to try and save the Joker. She lead me to put a wedge between me and Bruce, leading me into Arkham City. There is where it began...

Where I learned who Batman was. Where Joker died. Where I learned everything...

He saved me from myself and from Karl. I owned it to Bruce to make a change for the better. I did and I never looked back.

Together we worked to better ourselves, to move on from the shadow of the Joker and lock his memory away for good. Not only the memory of the Joker, but the memory of Arkham City as well.

Bruce worked day in and day out as the billionaire trying to rebuild his city from the ground up and as the Dark Knight to protect the people and city from the villains both at home and across the country. I remember waiting for him at night, watching the night sky for the Batwing or his shadowy figure flying through the moonlit sky and the rain. Every night I would wait for him before he would throw of his suit and into another more silky and profession one and become Bruce Wayne. From there he would be fighting another kind of Villain, 'The Men in the Silk Suit' as Karl called the CEO's and Politicians.

It was a never ending fight to bring this city to peace, if there ever was one.

Time went on and soon I found myself being pushed ever more far away from him as his pursuits to bring Gotham back to glory began to dominate him more and more. Maybe that's why he left me that night?...

But after the Commish was poisoned by the last Joke of my puddin -Sorry force of habit- I was thrown into a holding cell for about a week. Bruce said it was unnecessary, but GCPD thought different. It didn't last long and Bats broke me out and there I was back on the streets.

We fought, Verbally, and I got over it. I told him where to find the remains of the Joker venom and he gave me a task: Find out what the hell was going on.

Sounds easy right? Not really when you find out that your boyfriend was hiding a secret from you...

Those Joker clones pushed me over the edge and there came Harley Quinn crawling out of the cracks...

But they didn't get to far, not because of me, but because of Joker's own narcissism and need for a 'Pure' candidate. Batman, Bruce, was the chosen one and I could see it in his eyes. Harley wouldn't believe it, but I did. I saw those eyes change from blue to that obnoxious sickly green. He locked me away and Robin to 'Spare us' from the Militia. I don't know what he did after that, but the soliders came to the theater and took Robin. They left me, unknowing that I was Bruce's main squeeze. A solider, who I later found out to be Ricky Larson, a friend of Karl Dael, The Black Hunter, told me of the Bomb Scarecrow was about to detonate. He gave me a Mask made in a placed known as 'The Zone', A place I have yet to find any information on. When the gas bomb went off it flooded the room, but lucky for me the mask and help from Ivy's immunization shot she gave me years back helped me survive the attack. The gas destroyed the computer in the theater and the lock letting me escape into the city.

The streets of Gotham were already at war, but the cloud of toxin turned the streets into the first level of hell. I fought my way through the streets until Ivy's plants sucked up the Gas and saved us from Scarecrow's nightmare. The cloud of fear was replaced by green flakes raining from the sky, I didn't know it at the time but those green flakes were the remains of Ivy's body.

Red... She never liked people except me and her lover boy Karl. I guess Bruce brought out the good in old Poison Ivy and she, just like him, sacrificed it all for the city that never cared.

When the tanks rolled onto the streets once more I left to Wayne Manor to ride out the storm. Alfred let me in with some hesitation, but he knew I wasn't going to hurt him or anyone. I was in to much pain about losing Ivy to do any harm...

But it didn't end there...

I saw Bruce strapped to the harness at Arkham Asylum. Scarecrow ordered Gordon to remove his mask.

"It's the end.."

It's the end? As if he knew that this was going to end this way? He told Catwoman that! He told all of us that it was over!

WHY DID HE GIVE UP?!

He didn't have to give up who he was... To give up his identity to the world... To give every schmuck with a gun a face to shoot...

He did and he paid the price...

The manor went up in flames at dawn with the whole world watching from the hundreds of cameras standing at the gates of Wayne Manor...

Nightwing took me out of the manor before I could see him, saying that I had to own up for what I did to the Bludhaven police department the night before. Sore loser!

I spent that night in a jail cell at Blackgate for my crimes, but it didn't take long for an old friend to bail me out.

It was there where I saw Selena Kyle, Catwoman, with a light yet sad expression on her face.

"So you knew too?" She asked me as the cops opened the cell to release me, referring to Bruce being Batman.

I nodded, "Yeah so?"

Selena didn't say anything and hugged me, "We both lost someone in that manor, Harls. Me and Bruce use to date a long time ago. I guess we had something in common..."

It hit me that Selena had something with the bat when we had the Sirens, but at that time I was more into Joker than Bats. But to know she felt my pain of losing him made me feel a little more comfortable with Her.

"Wait!" I said surprised, "How did you know about me and Bruce?"

She sighed, "He told me after he saved me from Nigma. But even then he told me that it had to end to save us both from what would come after that night. Who knows?"

I didn't want to think about it anymore and neither did Selena. After we signed a few papers and paid bail, we went home to her apartment to forget this whole ordeal. To try and move on from it all...

She's like my other sister, just like Ivy was my big sister, Kitty was the fun one. We tried to forget the past and move on, but a few months pasted and soon we learned of a new figure dawning the Cowl.

We did the only thing we knew how: We hunted him down to find out who this new 'Dark Knight' was...