"Question…"
Harley turns to face the Joker, turning her back towards the chemical filled vats down below.
"Would you die for us?" Joker says softly.
"Yes."
There was no hesitation in her answer, no second thought.
"That's too easy darlin'…" I say as I wrap my arms and right leg around him around him. That question was too plain and easily answered by all of the worthless minions we have working for us. She can't just be another minion.
He glances at me, irritated with my interruption. I meet his eyes before looks away, searching for something in the distance. He must have found or come up with something because he turns back to Harley.
"Would you…" he says slowly as he looks into her eyes, "would you live for us?"
Her answer would change everything. Would she get her wish and join us or meet a death like many others have?
"Yes."
I smile as my eyes flash dangerously in want. I tighten my leg around Joker before leaning over to grasp Harley's hair in my hand. "Careful…" I whisper, "do not say this oath thoughtlessly…"
Joker raises his left hand to her mouth, holding it on top of her mouth. A huge grin now covers the lower part of her face. "Desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes power," he says in certainty before slowly lowering his hand.
She looks at him first, eyes full of lust, before turning her eyes at me. I release my grasp on her hair and trace her jaw with my index finger. I rest it lightly on her lips for a moment before I pull back. "Do you want this?" I ask lowly.
"I do," she says with certainty.
I grin dangerously and rest my head against Joker's shoulder before chanting, "Say it, say it, say it…"
As usual, Joker wants what I want. She needs to beg; she needs to want our touch past any other mortal need she could have. "Pretty, pretty, pretty…"
"Please."
She doesn't disappoint.
"God," Joker groans out while he reaches out with both hands as if to grab her cheeks before clenching his hands instead, "you're so… good."
I let out a hum of agreement before I remove myself from him and walk towards Harley. Words mean nothing when faced in the shadow of action. I run my hands from her hips to her shoulders. I let myself enjoy the touch of her before I grip her shoulders and turn her so she faces the vats.
The vats. Ace Chemicals. The vats filled with Ace Chemicals. The place of our rebirth. The place where one ascends from the shackles of sanity and normality.
Her final test.
She stays facing the vats for a moment before she faces us again.
This is it.
She smiles while looking gazing at me and then Joker. She raises her arms as if offering herself to us, like a willing believer at our altar, before leaning backwards.
She did it.
I walk forwards to edge of the platform and watch her descent into eternity. I could hear Joker walk away from her, from the possibility of letting someone join our unholy duo. I know though, I know that he wouldn't get far.
I wait.
I hear a growl of unhappiness.
I hear something drop to the floor.
I feel him grab my waist before I too am falling.