Disclaimer: I still don't own any Warner Bros or DC Comics characters.

A/N: I want to thank all of you who read the first chapter and are still reading for more. And I really want send a special thanks for those of you who reviewed and favorited this.

One more thing, I didn't know there were already 2 other Harley Quinn origin stories on FF, but you know what they say, the more the merrier. Now, enough rambling and on with the story.


Chapter 2:

Oh, you're back! After last time, I didn't think you'd want to hear more. I mean you were fading in and out. You just couldn't miss the next part, huh? Well goody! Now where did we leave off? Hmm…Oh yeah! I had just been disowned by my own mother and was on my way to the big city. This is part here is kinda boring. Trust me, the real good stuff is gonna come later, but for now you'll have to settle for this part.


I still remember my first day in Gotham. Before going to my new apartment complex, I drove around the city checking out everything I could. The first place I went to see was the school I would be attending in a week, Gotham University. It was exactly like I imagined it would be. A huge, manor looking institution that would give me the education I needed. I sighed contently as I drove away, thinking that this school will help me become the psychologist I longed to be.

Speaking of, the next place I went to go see was Arkham Asylum. Even as I drove by I could feel this sort of aura around the place. I stopped my car right before the entrance and just looked at it. It was sort of decrepit looking, and I felt this gloomy feeling seeping out of the huge asylum. It was like the suffering of those inside was creating a tangible force of some kind. I made an oath to myself that once I became a doctor, I would do my best to help those inside.

After my little trip around town, I went to my new home. It was in the Wayne Housing Complex.

'Wayne' I thought to myself as I parked my car. 'That's the same guy who sponsored my scholarship. Is there anything the guy doesn't do?'. I grabbed my black and red bookbag that contained my essentials and got out of my car. I looked at the environment my new home was in. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't exactly the type of place you'd want to be without protection. Lucky for me, I always had mace.

I met with my landlord, Sally, and we talked for a little bit. She mostly just told me about the rules of the apartment. Stuff like no animals, no loud music, don't toy with the fire alarms. Like I really needed to know any of this; it was all common sense. Anyway after the rules were finished being recited we talked about my payment plan.

"All right now, your aunt paid for the first three months, right?" Sally asked me. I heard the question, but I waited on answering her. I was too busy studying her. Sally was a middle-aged woman, with faded brown hair with streaks of grey running through it. She seemed really tall, but that might of been because I was shorter than her. You know, when you're 5'3", nearly everyone's taller than you. Sally's deep green eyes noticed I wasn't paying attention, and quickly tried getting it.

"Harleen? Did you hear what I said?" She asked waving a hand in front of my face. I shook my head, slightly embarrassed that she caught me just looking at her.

"Oh yeah, sorry" I said with an embarrassed laugh. "The drive here just took a lot out of me, you know?" She chuckled and gave me a small grin. Sally was really nice. She was kind of like the mother I never had, or the mother I wish I had. "Anyway..." I resumed. "After the three months, what's my rent going to be?"

"Well..." She started to say. "You're a college student, and I do like you. So I think I'll let you have the room for 150 a month. Can you handle that?"

I thought about it. I'd obviously need a job, which I planned to get within the next week. If I started saving now, I wouldn't have to worry about rent as long as I had money in a bank.

"Yeah" I responded to her question. "I'll be fine. Don't worry" Sally smiled and handed me the key to my new apartment.

"Then the place is yours." She said grinning. "Welcome to Casa de Wayne!"

Sally helped me get all of my things into my apartment. It didn't take long since I didn't have much. Just some clothes, my laptop, my books, my uh..teddy bear. Yeah I got a teddy bear, you got a problem with that? I didn't need to bring any furniture or a bed. My aunt took care of that when she paid Sally. There was already a small couch and a bed. The apartment wasn't that bad. It had one bedroom, a small living room/kitchen, a bathroom, and an exposed brick interior. Before I knew it, my new home was finally complete.

"Well, you seem to be all set up" Sally said. "If you need me, I'm two floors down, okay?" Wow. Sally was really motherly, too. If it had been my mom she would've just thrown keys at me and said "Pay me when rent's due" and left.

"Okay" I said with a small smile to the older woman. "Thanks for all your help, Sally." She gave me a smile in return.

"No problem, kid" She said starting to close the front door behind her. "Be good!" She yelled as she closed the door. I looked around at my new place. I sighed and lied down on my couch.

"I'm finally here" I said to myself as I closed my eyes. I went to sleep thinking about all of the things I was going to do in Gotham. In this apartment, I could go to sleep smiling, not frowning from sadness.

At this point I had one week until college started. I wanted to get a job now so I could start saving money for my rent when it would be due. When I woke up from my nap, I pulled out the latest issue of the Gotham Times from my backpack. There were a whole bunch of weird articles in the paper. Things like 'District Attorney Dent Missing; Presumed Dead' and 'Psycho Clown Sentenced to Arkham for Life'. Man. The biggest piece of news from my town was when some high-school punk stole 30 from a convenience store.

Anyway after reading some of these interesting articles, I scoured the want ads. Unfortunately for me, there was nothing for me. And when I say that I mean it. There was absolutely nothing I could do for money. I couldn't believe that not one place needed a waitress or a cashier or something.

'Oh well' I thought. 'At least I've still got a couple of months before I'll really need rent money.'

I went over to my window and looked out. The sun started to set, and as I saw it close on my first day in Gotham, I realized that I was alone. No mother, no aunt, no friends. I was truly all by myself. I was able to see Gotham University from my window. It was pretty small since it was far away, but I could still see it.

"That place is gonna change all that" I told myself. "I'm gonna get everything there I couldn't get from home." At least, that's what I told myself. Cuz, if I had known what was gonna happen to me there, I would of just stayed home.


All right. That wasn't so bad was it? Sure nothing exciting happened, but if I tell you all the exciting parts now, you wouldn't want to stick around would ya? Believe me when I say that next time, there'll be good things. I get a job, I meet a guy, and you get to see me interact with a familiar face. See ya next time!