Prologue

Crime lord Drake Mezal's footsteps echoed as he entered the abandoned warehouse, followed by a group of rough looking criminals. One of Drake's men was holding a black suitcase, the classic prop used in mobster deals. Through the emergency door came another gang, clad in black formal outfits just like Drake's gang. They met in the middle of the empty warehouse. "You got the money?" the leader of the other gang asked deeply. Mezal laughed. "That depends. You got the bomb parts?" He nodded. Mezal grinned. "Good. Then everything will go according to plan, and batman will soon be in 10 places at the same time..." Suddenly, a scarily freaky laugh echoed through the warehouse. It was almost a sweet laugh, almost innocent. "The bat? You think a bomb will do?" the sweet voice sounded. Soon a figure emerged through the emergency entrance, coming closer and closer. Out came a beautiful woman, wearing a jester costume, with a strange blue sparkle in her eyes. "How many have tried and failed? Names Harley Quinn, by the way toughens." Immediately, almost every mobster drew a gun. Mezal grunted. "Explain yourself lady, before I blow your head off." Harley Quinn tutted as she walked up to the other mob boss. "Now now, violence never solved anything." She started sort of slowly dancing around the mob boss. Then she smoothly ran her hand up his neck. He looked shocked and surprised. "Except for me, that is..." Now Harley Quinn laughed goofily again, and with a grin of her face and impressive strength, snapped the mob boss's neck right back, breaking it and instantly killing him. Harley Quinn then flipped back in a second, when a load of fire came from both sides, hitting each other. Then in shock and panic, the gangs started shooting at each other desperately. "Stop GOD DAMNIT!" Mezal ordered, but the gangs were too fearful to obey. As a bullet scratched the side of Mezal's arm, he become furious and pulled out two Mini- Uzis and started shooting the other gang down. As he quickly ducked from the incoming fire, the rest of his gang were gunned down, with two more people in the other gang. He skilfully killed them both. He smiled. "Got to get myself a new gang. At least the goods were free." Then suddenly he looked up in shock as he remembered the jester woman. His reactions were too late however, because as he turned round gun ready with his Uzi's, a mallet came speeding towards him, and with no time to duck smacked right into his face. Several teeth dived from his mouth, rattling as they hit the floor. Mezal fell down, blood splattered over his face. Harley Quinn giggled. "Your funny!" she cried out. Then she raised the mallet over her heard and slammed it down onto Mezal's skull, almost knocking him out, but not quite. More blood splattered over Mezal. "I escaped that asylum and entered this city to cause mayhem!" Harley laughed. "And the city puts this up for a fight? Pathetic!" Her voice was angry now, and as Mezal spat blood she kneeled beside him and gripped his face, squeezing his cheeks in. "This city isn't prepared for my cutie!" She sounded furious now, a stern angry glint of madness in her eyes as she caused pain by squeezing Mezal's face. "Ever is batsie..." she muttered. Then the seriousness fled, and the cute look in her eyes returned. She giggled girlishly, stood up then swung the mallet into Mezal's face, making it his last ever awake moment...

Chapter 1

Arkham Asylum was not that a gloomy building for an asylum. But as you entered, you were assaulted with questions and insults from complete lunatics. Patient #27 was being dragged along by two security guards, down a bunch of steps and towards the interrogation room. Anyway would recognise his face- He was of course The Joker. There was a hint of a smile on his face as he was dragged along. His face covered in messy make up, with white, red and black smeared around. His curly hair was dyed with green. He licked his lips as he waved at the people staring at him as he was dragged by. One person put the middle finger up at him on the way, and The Joker gave that person a big goofy grin. After that man was gone, The Joker returned to that slight smile. They pushed him into the interrogation room, unshackled his handcuffs then forced him on to the chair. Then they left.