Harley woke up to a wet tongue licking her face.
"Nathan...I know ya love me" Harley giggled as she pushed him off the top of her.
The little brown dachshund hopped off the bed and his claws skittered across the wooden floor. Harley wiped the dog slobber off her face and let out a big yawn. She rolled over and looked at the alarm clock by her bed. Seeing that it was only eight o'clock in the morning she pulled her duvet over herself and snuggled back into the covers. She closed her eyes, about to go back to sleep once again, when there's a knock at the door to her apartment. She groaned as she threw her covers off herself and dragged herself out of bed. Her feet dragged on the floor as she made her way to answer the knocking at the door. She heard the clacking sound of Nathan's claws as he followed behind her. She eventually reached her apartment door and opened it.
"Sorry to bother you so early Harl but this came for ya" Big Tony grunted, handing her an envelope.
Harley took the envelope out of Tony's hand. She examined it before she opened it. The envelope itself looked very battered, like it had come a long way. Then she saw it, written on the back: 'If undelivered please return to Arkham Asylum'. Harley's eyes widened and she very nearly dropped the envelope on the floor.
"What's wrong, Nutbuckets? Where's it from?" Tony asked, concerned.
"Arkham…it's come from Arkham" Harley responded as she sunk to the floor.
"Are you gonna open it?" Tony questioned.
"I know who it's gonna be from. Who else would it be?" Harley told him.
"You mean the Joker?" Tony affirmed.
"Exactly. It's just another way of reeling me back in. I'm not going back there Tony, not again. It's a trap. I know it is" Harley informed him.
"But what if it isn't? You never know it might be Ivy" Tony suggested.
Harley sighed and ripped open the envelope and took out the letter inside. She let out a gasp.
"What is it?" Tony asked, concerned.
Harley's eyes scanned over the letter:
Harley,
I've found something at Arkham Asylum that I think you need to see. Come as soon as you can
Ivy
"Harl, who's it from?" Tony questioned her.
"It's from Red. She's found something at Arkham" Harley told him.
"Are you going?" Tony queried.
"It's Ivy. I've got to go" Harley informed him as she rushed into her bedroom, dropping the letter as she does so.
Tony picked the letter up off the floor and examined it. He put it in his pocket and watched as Harley rifled through her wardrobe, throwing clothes over her shoulder as she goes through them. He watched her as she pulled on a pair of torn jeans and a pair of knee length black books. She put on a half red and half black vest shirt. Harley piled up her jackets on top of her bed before she pulled a black leather jacket with red sleeves off the hanger. She shrugged her jacket on as she made her way towards her weapons cupboard. She pulled out a battered brown leather gym bag as she opened the door on her armoury. She took a step back to look at her arsenal.
"Do you really think you're gonna need weapons Nutbuckets?" Tony asked her.
"Since I don't know what Ivy's found I'm gonna need to go prepared" Harley told him.
She pulled out a baseball bat and a wooden mallet and threw them into her bag. They made a heavy clunk as they hit the floor. She looked at all the guns and, after some deliberation, chose her pop gun. She also threw in a crowbar and a pair of bolt cutters. They made a heavy metallic clunk as they hit the floorboards. She paused for a moment, trying to think if there's anything she might need for her return trip to Arkham Asylum. Eventually she decided that there isn't anything else she needs and zipped up her weapons bag and slung it over her shoulder.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Tony enquired.
"I'll be fine on my own Big T. Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself. Just take care of my furry friends while I'm gone" Harley told him.
She left her apartment and hurried down the stairs and out of her building. She pushed the red button beside the old rusted garage door and it creaked before it finally starts its slow ascent. Harley ducked under the door whilst it continues to roll up and grabbed her helmet off the seat of her motorbike. She put her helmet on and climbed onto the motorbike. She settled herself in the seat and put her hand on the handle bars. She revved the engine and hears the motorbike purr into life. Harley turned the accelerator and rode the motorbike out of the garage and away from her apartment.