Bruce Wayne, esteemed billionaire and business man, was thought to be dead by the civilians of Gotham City. Once a respected man whom everyone knew as a lost billionaire orphan was now thought to be a careless man who burned down his own home, owned everything and anything he wanted, and just a rich man with power. What most people said about this was just that "he had it coming." Only a few people such as his loving butler, Alfred Pennyworth, his long time friend Lucius Fox, the city's own commissioner Gordon, and his new and trusted friend John Blake.

Bruce was known as a careless man to most people but was thought to be nothing but a sad and lonely man using money as a distraction from his distraught life. Losing his own parents during a mugging when he was a young boy, his best friend Rachel Dawes, and his own health was taking a toll on Bruce but what was thought by everyone as his weaknesses was Bruce's own strength and was what kept him going after all this time.

Now, Bruce has made his comeback to Gotham, revealing he left the city on his private jet with his new fiancé, Selina Kyle, before Bane terrorized the city, not wanting anyone to know about their relationship. Bruce has become good friends with John Blake whom knows of his secret identity and is secretly training John, to help him protect the city of Gotham along with Selina. But after the events that happened in The Dark Knight Rises, an old enemy of his escaped Arkham Asylam and has brought new friends to help him take on Batman forcing Bruce to form alliances with a few people.

Before the crazy and terrifying visit to Gotham city from Bane, was a young and eager girl who just graduated from college with a degree in Psychology. Her first choice in applying for a job was somewhere close to home, in Arkham Asylum. When she was hired, she excitedly took a tour around the asylum and met a few of the patients who lived there and took an interest in one whom she'd never forget. Her name was Dr. Harleen Quinzel M.D.

She asked to be assigned with him after her first few weeks working there and after being refused because how dangerous and mental this patient really was, she was eventually granted permission to work with him. She finally was able to meet and talk to him for the first time and found herself being scared and nervous.

"Hello, my name is Dr. Quinzel. How are you today?" she said.

"Well it's a bit warm in here but what can you expect from a cheap, old, asylum in the middle of summer." he said with a smile. Harleen put her paperwork down and adjusted her glasses. "You're new. What's a pretty girl like you doing in an old, wasted place like here?"

"My job." said Harleen with a stern look. She turned on the tape recorder she was given by the asylum. She was told that anything that had to do with this criminal was to be recorded but she didn't understand why because she knew this room in particular had two cameras in each side and four more outside of it. "Now, let's get started shall we? Why don't you start with your name."

"My name? Well I guess you can say it's last name Joker, first name The." he said with a laugh.

"That's not what I meant." Harleen said with a serious tone. "What's you're real name? The name you had before you started committing crimes all over Gotham city."

"I never had a real name." he said rolling his eyes.

"So you'd just like to be referred as 'The Joker' for the rest of your life?" she said.

"Listen Doc, I don't plan on giving a hoot about my name, I plan on giving justice to the people who deserve it." he said.

"Justice? To who?" she said barely remembering to write everything down.

"To the people who can't do their jobs and to the people who do wrong." he said.

"Like who? Batman?" she said very interested.

"Batman? Batman was just in the way. I could've done this city a favor if it wasn't for good ol' batsey." he said putting his hands down on the table.

"Why do you think Batman was doing wrong?" she said.

"Well look at that." The Joker said crossing his arms.

"What?" Harleen said looking up from her notebook.

"You're the only nut-head who's got a good word out of me." he said.

"And why is that?" she said.

"I don't know, must be something pretty special about you." he said.

Harleen didn't know why but she blushed and quickly used her notebook to cover her cheeks. She cleared her throat. "Well, Mr. Joker, I was only allowed five minutes with you so I guess this is the end of this session." she said gathering her things.

"Really, what a shame. I'm guessing I'll be seeing more of you in this nut-house, won't I?" he said smiling bigger.

"I'm guessing. Yes." she said leaving.

"Have a nice day, doc." The Joker said.

Harleen said nothing and just walked out. As she stepped outside, her boss walked up to her. She forgot he was going to be examining the session.

"What'd I tell you, he's nothing but a crazy lunatic." he said crossing his arms.

"Well, I don't think he's a lunatic, he's just misunderstood. He needs to know that the world isn't worked up like he thinks it is." she said.

"Really? You know, you're the first doctor who hasn't ran out of that room looking for holy water." he said.

"What? Really?" she said a little nervous.

"Well I made that last part up but that's what I'd do. Anyways, I was gonna ask you something." he said starting to walk.

"What is it?" she said barely able to catch up.

"Well, you see, like I said, you're the only doctor who's able to get him to start talking more so I thought maybe you wouldn't mind him being assigned as you're patient from now on. I've seen what you've done with the other patients and you're actually really quite a good psychiatrist." he said.

"Really? I'd love—um—like to have him as one of my patients. He's the most interesting one I've had since—"

"Great! Well, I've got to be somewhere so see you tomorrow." he said walking into his office.

Harleen was feeling excited and she didn't know why but she couldn't wait to have another session with the Joker, this time a longer one.

For about two months, Harleen had been seeing the Joker and each time she had a session with him, she'd become even more interested in him. She found out that as a young child, the Joker had been abused by his parents who never really loved him, and despite him murdering them, Harleen felt that in the Joker's heart, he felt that he was doing good in trying to destroy Gotham, if it wasn't for Batman, he probably would've gotten the closure he needed. And with more and more sessions she had with him, she found herself feeling sympathy and understanding for him.

Eventually, Gotham city was in trouble again and this time it seemed like the city was coming to an end. Bane had trapped the entire city by exploding the bridge so there was no way in or out of the city. And eventually, Bane had let out all the criminals from prison and even the asylum. For weeks Harleen had not been to work and she found herself missing the Joker and wondering if what she felt for the Joker was the same as he felt for her. She had finally realized she had fallen in love with him.

As she was walking down her street on her way home from looking for some food, she found herself being followed. She looked back to see two men walking up to her. She panicked and started running but there were already two more men ahead of her.

"Hey sweetie what are you doing out so late, don't you know it's dangerous out here." one of them said grabbing her on the shoulder.

"Leave me alone!" she said pushing him away from her.

"Oh, looks like we have a fighter here." another man said laughing at her.

"Get away from me!" she said running away, but it was too late, they grabbed her and threw her down and started to rip her coat off.

"It's okay, don't fight it, it'll all be over soon enough." one of them said smiling and looking up and down at her.

Adrenaline rushed through her as she got up and pushed him away. She grabbed a knife she had hidden in her coat and cut him. "I said stay away!"

One of the men pushed her to the floor again and grabbed a gun he had.

Oh no!, she thought.

She didn't know what to do. She grabbed his hand and punched him on the face, the other men were already grabbing her and trying to throw her to the ground again.

This is where eight years of gymnastics and self-defense pays off!, she thought.

She aimed her knife at one of the men's stomach and threw it then punched one of the other men's throat, then the crotch, then slammed his face on her knee. She heard gunshots from the other men and wasn't sure if any of the bullets had hit her. She grabbed the gun one of the men dropped and shot at the other man's face. She looked down and realized one of them were bleeding to death, another was knocked out, and another was dead.

There's one more left., she thought.

But before she could turn around, he grabbed her from behind. She punched him on his stomach with her elbow as hard as she could and punched him on the face with the gun, he lost his grip and she escaped his arms and aimed the gun straight at his face and pulled the trigger. She turned around and saw the other men on the floor.

Two of them are still alive., she thought.

Without hesitation she shot at the two men, who were groaning, straight at the face. Then, realizing what she'd done, she dropped the gun and looked around.

I just killed four men. she thought.

Suddenly, she heard clapping coming from behind her. She was shocked to see the Joker coming towards her.

"You." she whispered. "How long were you there?"

"Since the beginning." he said with a huge smile on his face.

"What? Since the beginning?" she said surprised. "Why didn't you help me!"

"Because I saw it as an opportunity." he said putting his hands behind his back.

"An opportunity for what?" she asked.

"Consider this as your audition and hey, you're hired!" he said waving his hands in front of his face.

"What?" she said confused.

"Well, I'm out of the looney bin now and you caught my attention. You're not hard to track down you know." he said.

"Wait, what do you mean?" she said.

"I was getting to that, it's so rude to interrupt you know." he said giving her a look that made her nervous. "Anyways, you're the only person in this whole chaotic world who doesn't make me feel like brutally murdering them and I looked into you're records and let me say, I was very surprised to find out some things about you miss Harleen Quinzel. So I decided to come and find you and it looks like I came right at the right moment. Just before you murdered these thugs that is. You really did not disappoint." he said with a sly smile.

"Okay, so what do you want?" she said crossing her arms.

"What I want is you. You to join me." he said gesturing himself.

"In doing what?" she said lowering her arms.

"In doing my biggest plan yet. Of course we'll have to change the name first. Harleen sounds like the name of your grandmother." he said.

"It was actually." she said blushing.

"So what's it gonna be? Wanna continue living the same boring life at that ol' asylum after all this is over, or will you join me in making a name for yourself and helping me give justice in Gotham to those who deserve it?" he said holding a hand out.

She looked down at his hand then at him. "What makes you think there's gonna be a Gotham after all this?"

"With Batsey still around? Trust me this will be history by the time we get started." he said still holding his hand out.

Harleen wasn't sure what to do. She felt scared, nervous, and confused but she also felt excited, joyful, and flattered that he would think of her and like her enough to invite her to join him. Her head was full of different confusing thoughts but she didn't care. She took his hand. He smiled.