Harleen inspected the costume one more time, she didn't want to look bad in front of Mr. J. Especially in her first time as Harley Quinn. She packed the suit into her bag along with her weapons and clown make up she had bought from the fancy dress store on the way home. She exited her bedroom and entered the living room. Her son was lying on the couch, skipping through the TV channels. Harley went over to him and put her arms around him.

"I'll be working late tonight sweetie, remember to wait for me coming back ok? You can just go to bed If you want if I'm not back by 12".

"Sure thing" He replied.

"Ok then, love ya puddin'" Harleen said happily, she kissed his cheek and left the boy to his channel surfing and exited the apartment. She had thought about originally taking the kid with her but then she thought it would be a lot safer to come back for him after rescuing Mr.J. She got in the car and changed into her new costume. She smiled as she checked out her new look in the mirror and started the car, driving off on her way to free The Joker from Arkham Asylum.

Two Weeks Later...

Slowly and painfully, he climbed up the wall of the huge house. The cut on his leg was still bleeding and slowing him down. He had been on the run for about three hours from both the police and social services, and possibly the bat but he wasn't sure. The bastard Batman had sold him out, even though he promised to keep quite about him being on his own in exchange for information about his had been two weeks since his mother abandoned him to follow The Joker and become Harley Quinn. He had found out through a taped threat for Batman from The Joker from an evening news report. The fascination of the media however was the debut of Harley Quinn. Everyone was asking who is she? And what kind of psychopath could fall in love with The Joker? He could easily tell from the way she moved, her voice and her face that it was her. He had been in the middle of destroying the entire apartment when he was visited by The Batman. He had exchanged information with the bat in return for Batman not telling the authorities where he was and that he was underage and alone. Which obviously didn't work out since a social worker and two police officers arrived at the apartment ten minutes later. He eventually reached the window and knocked hard on it.

"Ken!" He whispered. A blond haired boy opened the window for him.

"What are you doing here at this time? Couldn't you have used the window?" Ken shouted.

He fell through the open window with a groan, he tried finding his cut with his hand.

"Jesus, how did you get a cut like that?" Ken asked.

"I had to...go over a barbed wire fence to get away." He said slowly, he was weak from being on the move constantly non stop. "Social Services found me."

"Dude, your bleeding out on the floor!" Ken shouted. "Wait here, I'll go find a first aid kit"

Ken returned shortly after. Ken patched his leg up as good as he could.

"There, that should stop it from getting infected" said Ken.

"Thanks man" he replied, "look, I'll need to stay here for the night, just until I can leave early morning to get out of Gotham if that's ok?"

"That's fine, my parents are at a celebration party at Wayne Manor so they won't be back until after midnight." Ken explained.

"Thanks Ken, like I said I'll leave early, I know your leaving for Japan in the morning,"

"Yep, training with Master Gouken!" said Ken excitedly. "So...where are you gonna go?"

"Dunno"

"What about your grandparents?" asked Ken.

"I don't know who or where they are" he replied, "From what I know they were quite old fashioned so they didn't exactly approve of their daughter being a teenage mother so basically they abandoned us" He said. "Just like...just like she has done to me"

"Oh" muttered Ken. There was a moment of awkward silence when Ken jumped of his bed. " I've got an idea!"

"What is it?" he asked.

"Why don't you come with me to train with Master Gouken? I'm sure he wouldn't mind another student" Ken said.

He considered it, there wasn't any other options when he thought about it.

"Ok then, sure" He said. "Mother taught me some moves, so I know the basics"

"Nice! We'll be the greatest martial artists ever!" Ken said excitedly.

The next morning they arrived at the private jet waiting for them. Ken had already suited up into his training gear, he had insisted on painting it red and ripping the sleeves off because he claimed it made him look cool. A man, looking to be in his 50's greeted them. He wore a basic martial arts suit and a huge bead necklace. He had a bald head but long hair going down from the back of his head.

"Hello, Master Gouken!" Ken said. They bowed to each other respectfully.

"Ah yes, hello Ken Masters" said Gouken. He looked to the right to the boy standing next to Ken. The boy wore a basic white martial arts suit which like Ken, had ripped off the sleeves. "And you must be the new student joining young Masters." He said, walking over to him. His voice having a wise and calm tone to it. "My name is Gouken, what is yours child?" He asked, extending his hand.

He shook Gouken's hand in return. "My names Ryu sir." He replied "Ryu Quinzel"