Transformation
Funny how much your life could change in an hour...
The white coat she wore asked for power and respect. But the gun she now held demanded it. Funny how much your life can change in an hour. The man leering at her would turn into a cowering baby. The Joker had shown her how meaningless the world was, it was a sick joke and people played along. Their morals and codes could be dropped just like that.
One hour ago Harleen had been a doctor at Arkham. She had worked years in college to get that job and now, after tonight, it would be taken away before you could say 'homicide'. She didn't care though, a doctorate was just a piece of paper and her title was just a name.
Oh, what is in a name? Was this what she was now? A weeping Juliet setting out after her Romeo? No, no, she was more than that. A lot is in a name and she was Harley Quinn. Most of this was for him, admitted, but part of it was for her.
She had shed the coat, the shiny red heels and that too tight skirt like a butterfly flying out of a cocoon. Painless. But for them her transformation may be a little more deadly. She hadn't snapped, this process was hard and long-going, but she had finally just dropped it all, her defences, her shields and stared back at the world through the eyes of a woman scorned.
Its funny how life does these things so quickly and it's funny how once you have fallen, there is no going back.