Chapter one- Trip to the fun fair
Snowflakes fluttered down settling on the frozen streets of Gotham city and a blanket of ice stretched covering the sea surrounding it, the grime looked as if it had been buried by the thick layers of snow leaving the city itself wearing a mask of normality. On one particular street the apartments were side by side creating little alleyways between each building; the bricks were old and covered with moss giving them a long-standing appearance, on the top levels in one of those apartments stood a petite girl with long blonde hair cascading down her slender shoulders. She was grasping a mug filled to the brim with a warm drink; she gazed at the city view from behind her thick lashes and sighed into the air turning around to the comforting heat of her living room. Fortunately she had a small fireplace in which she took fondly to sitting down and watching the flames dance every so often whilst attending to her work, she carefully scanned each file all stamped 'high profile' until she reached a file that made her gasp quickly. Suddenly the door flung open "Harley?" a tall red haired woman strutted through the main entrance and quickly fixed her gaze upon the startled girl who was sat cross legged in front of the fire, "good you are in" the woman stated flatly " got to lay low for a while, working sweetie?"
"Yeah new case I've been given, high profile apparently"
"Ooooh let me see those"
"Pam stop, you can't look at these!" Pamela rolled her eyes and smiled devilishly
"Oh Harls stop being such a goodie I'm only looking at my own file" Harley shrugged and allowed Pam to rummage through the files much like she had been doing before and then Pamela's expression changed as she came across the exact same file Harley had been secretly hoping not to find "The Joker, they are letting you have this one?"
"they said I'm ready since every case they've handed to me I've conquered, doctor Crane said my personality is also tied with his and that he might take fondly to that" Harley chewed on the tip of her pen whilst eye balling The Jokers profile picture in his file, Pam jumped onto one of the cream white sofas and begun to play with her hair wrapping each red strand around her index finger twirling it. Harley looked back over her shoulder and giggled at her friend "anyway enough about work" she started "what did you do this time?"
"What didn't I do is more the question Harls" Harley raised an eyebrow and both girls erupted into a fit of laughter for they both knew what she had done "on the subject where is my file then" Pam said through bursts of laugher, in response Harley chucked over a brown folder labelled 'Poison Ivy' while clenching her stomach. Immediately Pamela searched the file and pulled out her profile picture "it hurts to look this good Harley" Harley glanced over to Pam and rolled her eyes
"Yeah right, I almost forgot, almost" and with that Pam shot back a warning glance to which Harley shook her head at and steadily rose, stretching as she did so "I'm going to make a coffee and get on with this work Red, spare room is already ready"
"Why do you still work at Arkham Harley, you could be doing so much more" Harley turned her attention to the bubbles in the kettle rapidly rising creating steam to which Harley inhaled as if trying to sooth herself, she sighed openly whilst pouring the water into her mug and stirred the muddy brown liquid delicately "we have talked about this, besides The Joker interesting case huh?"
"Yeah a bit to interesting, you could end up dead knowing that clown" Harley sipped leisurely and closed her eyes for a minute or so concealing her deep blue orbs, thinking to herself and as she did so the image of The Joker's face crept in quietly sending a cold shiver down her spine "I just need to prepare" she said almost in a whisper, Pam had been quietly walking over and placed her hands on Harley's shoulder "baby, no amount of preparation will prepare you for him. Anyway I'm going to bed don't stay up to late on a school night" and with that Pam wandered off to bed.
A few hours after Pam had to gone to bed Harley had already got stuck into her work; reading various news articles, interviews, videos, reports and she found the more she read the more she became interested into the reason behind what seemed to be pointless antics. She left her study for a break and found herself meandering back to her living room window, probably because she could see most of the city; others could say that's a downside but it's one of the things that persuaded her to buy the place. She fogged up the window exhaling and drew a face laughing at it until she realised she had drawn The Joker's face and with the realisation a look of horror swept across her face. Swiping it off franticly with her jumper sleeve she looked at the dark fog that hung over Gotham down town, she then turned her attention to the bat signal and frowned. Shaking her head she turned away from the window and checked the time 2:30am, yawning she turned off all the lights and headed to her bedroom taking one last glance at the mayhem that would be keeping the city up that night…But not her.
Harley awoke with a start breathing heavily, as she slowed her breathing and glanced at the clock sighing; 5:45am she knew it would be impossible to get anymore sleep and had to operate on the little sleep she had. Although she dragged herself out of bed and headed to the bathroom, it didn't bother her to much this is what it was like during university years. As she entered the bathroom she could see the sweat smeared along her forehead and neck in her reflection and decided to shower, the hot water steamed up the bathroom and Harley stood still allowing the water to gently massage her back. After washing her hair she lathered her body in body wash and examined the bubbles rinse away, she concluded that in those tiny bubbles was all the filth and grime that was bringing her down and now they were washed away back into the plug hole and down the drain where they belonged. As she stepped out the shower she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, wisps of blonde hair plastered to her oval face. Refreshed she begun to get ready…
Parking her car she juggled her keys and folders 'shit' she thought 'running late', slamming the car door she hurriedly headed for the entrance and swiped her security card to find Joe one of the guards waiting for her. "Doctor Quinzel the patient 'Joker' is being transferred to your office now" she nodded and handed him the relevant papers "how much paper work?"
"Crazy huh?" Harley noted and rushed off to her office no doubt the face of the devil will be waiting for her, taking a gulp she continued down the corridors that seemed to stretch further as her office neared. "Harleen" a tall figure appeared from out an office, his thick framed glasses perched on the tip of his nose and his heavy brown eyes searched her face "Doctor Crane" Harley hastily replied "I am just on my way to my first session with The Joker". He nodded slowly and peered down the corridor of which malevolent laugher was echoing through then frowned at Harley as she was tensing up, "Harls if you can't do this I understand" Harley relaxed slightly looking up at the tall man in shock as it was unusual for Jonathan to have such concern in his voice. She smiled sweetly touching his arm in reassurance "I am fine" he smiled grimly at her hesitant response and looked back to her office door before shrugging his shoulders pushing up his glasses "if you say so, good luck" and with that he wondered off with his usual stiff limp. With a deep breath Harley brushed a golden lock of her hair behind her ears and strolled up to her office door, as she reached the door handle she received a nod of conformation from the guards and stepped inside.
As soon as she strolled in Joker's green eyes focused on her; her red blouse clung shamelessly to her curvy yet athletic figure, pencil skirt an inch to short allowing her long legs to stride forwards confidently. Her blonde hair curled tightly and the tips and cascaded down her back, blue eyes shone brightly behind thick lashes reflecting her bubbly nature and as she walked her heals clicked against the pristine white tiling. As she gazed over to him her red lips parted slightly, revelling a flawless smile and she sat down casually at her desk. He watched her mannerisms intently, she glanced at the folder she had been clinging on to for dear life and shuffled some papers. After that she took a slow sip of her coffee and tried to avoid eye contact, he chuckled quietly to himself she was acting like a school girl who has some stupid crush. He then frowned at that thought; shouldn't she be terrified of him? Finally The Joker concluded that she should…He opened his mouth to speak but she giggled softly, a bouncy wonderful giggle that he found himself grinning over despite this he straightened his face and resumed talking "Do you think this is a joke?" she titled her head in confusion "I thought everything was a joke to you?" he smiled cunningly and stared straight into her eyes "I think that's what I want people to believe, my therapy is very serious indeed" she laughed lightly and returned to writing on her clipboard and hummed softly "it's where you do most of your plotting huh?" Joker immediately scowled.
"How do you know that?"
"Video tapes"
"Video tapes?"
"The first session you observe the person like you were previously doing as I entered the room, you then look around the room for things you could possibly use as a weapon to quicken the job if not you use your hands because-" she paused and glanced at him smiling "a man of your structure… It wouldn't be hard"
"Someone has been doing their homework" he remarked, Harley shuffled uncomfortably and began to scribble some notes down avoiding eye contact with The Joker once again however Joker leant back confidently on the chaise and continued to watch her. "Cut it out" Harley muttered
"Bit childish for a professional schemer" Harleys head snapped up and she narrowed her eyes, speaking in a low tone she said "I don't scheme, not like most of you distasteful criminals of this god forsaken city. Who bring the people of this city pain and anguish for the laugh of their pointless antics"
He laughed loudly "you know Blondie you sound like someone I know, let me think Plant lady? No, no Poison Oaky? Pam the weed that's who I'm thinking of"!
"Pamela is no weed, clown" Harley fired back "I think we need to end this now"
"Awh but pumpkin pie we've only just begun? Don't leave me now, a doctor who is bffs with a super criminal… Now that's interesting" Joker smirked
Harley took a deep breath and began to smile, which turned into a grin and then into a little giggle. She had to admit she liked this game of tit for tat it was quite amusing and soon she found herself enjoying his company. She peered from out her work at the Jokers smiling face, his emerald eyes crazed with interest and his pale complexion bringing out the jagged scars that carved into his defined cheek bones. He ran his fingers through his mattered green hair and sighed, Harley had to admit if it wasn't for the scars and wild get up he would be an attractive man although the more she looked the more she found him attractive anyway. For a slender frame his muscles were quite toned and he spoke with such confidence and enthusiasm it made her want to listen, "so" Harley started "what was your mistake this time? To busy enjoying a good chat with the Batman to execute one of your grand escape plans?"
"Oh Doc you know me already and second of all it was Batsy boy who wanted a little talk with his bestie, that's me by the way. Anyway you know so much about me and I know nothing about you apart from you look absolutely delicious"
Harley blushed slightly and held in a flattered giggle "Well my name is Harleen Quinzel"
"Harleen Quinzel, rework it a bit and you get Harley Quinn!" The Joker exclaimed
"Like the clown character I know" she nodded her head in agreement and straightened out her doctor's jacket "I grew up in Brooklyn with my father and got into university on a gymnastics scholarship all though I had a bad fall and had to take some time off by then they had already replaced me. So I took psychology and found myself engrossed with the subject and then my dad did some bad shit and got sent to jail, I went into criminal psychology. In fact I exceled in the subject winning an internship at Arkham Asylum and here we are " she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and glanced at The Joker who was no longer frowning but looked deadly serious as if he was processing information .
"Ah you think I will talk huh Harley? Well no dice pumpkin" she shook her head and begun to write down some notes
"No, I just thought if you wanted to know things about me you will have to tell me things about yourself in exchange but I've already done some research on you so technically you earned that"
The Joker grinned and chuckled lightly "you're different" he stated "but there's more to you then that"
"Maybe… Anyway the so called agent of chaos doesn't want to share his view on this whacko world? Then all my research has been for nothing huh?" He glanced up staring deep into her eyes and she stared back for a second until the Joker looked away, uncomfortable with something that swelled inside of him "talk of chaos will be soon, when I see fit" she nodded slowly and glanced at the clock "we are out of time"
"And so we are" The Joker agreed as the guards burst in grabbing his jacket and pulling him to his feet.
As The Joker walked down the hall he took notice of the walls littered with doctor's pictures alongside their various awards, he found Harley's picture with that brilliant smile painted on underneath it read 'most rehabilitated patients.' 'So Harley is on the hall of lame' he thought and then laughed to himself followed by a most irritating elbow to the jaw from one of the guards "shut it clown", he scowled in return and was thrown into his usual cell… After sitting quietly for a while planning the death of sweet Harley Quinn she must of took it upon herself to walk in front of his cell to change his mind again…
"I shouldn't be meeting you Harvey but what do you want"
"Listen here doc, I just want out. I propose a deal"
"I don't deal with criminals" she fired back as a sadistic smile crept on her innocent face
"Just right down some crap about me being rehabilitated or something I don't care just do it"
"What if I don't?" Harvey grabbed her by the lapels pulling her off the ground
"You don't want to know"
"Don't I? You are just another fucked up psycho, what are you going to do when you get out? Make some shity mob plan, get beat up by the bat and chucked back in here? Your criminal career is about as good as your old one, get back in the gutter Harv." As she finished her sentence he struck her face as she fell to the floor he straightened his jumper, cracking his knuckles soon afterwards "looks like we are finding out." As he lent above her she kneed him in the crotch then proceeded to do a backwards role to a standing position "yeah, looks like we are", she kicked him in the face sending him flying on to his back then she strolled over to the panic button right outside his cell and pressed it. As Harvey was coming round she laid down beside him, she then pulled him on top of her and begun to scream "OH MY GOD, HE IS ATTACKING ME SOMEONE HELP ME". The guards rushed in almost immediately and hauled Harvey up "we will send him to isolation Miss Quinnzel don't worry, do you need medical attention?"
"No thank-you Frank, I am okay" the guards nodded quickly and dragged dazed Harvey out, Harley breathed in a sigh of relief but cringed at the ringing of clapping coming from a cell. "Harley, Harley, Harley girl, you are something else doc"
"Shouldn't you be asleep clown, past your bedtime" she winked then proceeded to walk off earning a growl of agitation from The Joker, he got up and paced in his cell once more. She was very different than the other doctors he had encountered and killed but for some reason he didn't want to kill Harleen which in turn made him want to kill her even more. After thinking hard he came to the realisation that he needed to know everything and anything about her, her past, her mind because she could be of great use….
(This the first chapter to my 11 chapter story, quite new to all this let me know if I should carry on:3 Love ya x)