Disclaimer: Both "Batman" and "Harry Potter" are suitable for kids … which means that I don't own them.
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Chapter 2 – On the Streets
It had been just over a week since the Dursleys' demise. Just over a week since Harry had started living on Gotham's streets and ironically was happier than he had been in his memory.
When he lived with the Dursleys he was lucky to be fed some stale bread during the day, but now he was eating fruits and vegetables, even candy bars!
The clothes that he used to wear were several sizes too big and very worn out, due to them once belonging to vastly overweight cousin Dudley, which offered him no protection from the cold. However at the moment he was wearing some dark blue denim trousers, sturdy hiking boots and a black sweater over which he wore thickly padded grey coat he also wore a simple baseball cap on his head that help to hide the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
Now how was he paying for all this? The simple answer is that he wasn't. The night after the Dursleys' deaths Harry found an abandoned flower shop, luckily for him there was an old bed in there with some covers to keep the cold from affecting him. That night he did some thinking about what he was going to do,
'So now the Dursleys are dead and I can't go back or ask a grown up for help or they'll put me in an orphanage … uncle Vernon did say they were horrible place … but knowing him he was probably lying … so instead of an orphanage they'll throw me in jail instead … I did kill them, so that means I can't let the police find me, but, what am I going to do about food? I suppose I could steal it, but that's wrong … then again so is killing your family.'
And with that train of thought Harry started to steal what food he needed, a few fruit and vegetables from different stalls and quietly sneaking some candy out of shops. After a couple of days harry started stealing some warmer clothes from different shops, which brings us to back to Harry resting on the bed teaching himself to lift various objects into the air using his magic, at the moment he was currently holding the small bedside table and the bed itself.
After Harry becoming free of the influence of the Dursleys, Harry had spent plenty of time practicing how to control his magic, mostly by going down to a nearby abandoned construction site and using his magic to lift up the bricks and steel pipes, he even managed to lift a relatively large steel girder up a couple of feet for a few seconds before he had to let it go, it was during one of these excursions that Harry discovered that he could improve his speed and strength with his magic and had gotten into the habit of breaking bricks and cinder blocks with his punches and kicks, then when they were all broken he'd try and fix them with his magic. His rapid healing allowing him to recover quickly whenever he broke a bone or two in his hands or feet and let him continue after a few minutes after sustaining the injury. One aspect of his magic that Harry learned to control was how to create powerful shock waves using it, powerful enough to blast the steel girder over six feet away from him, after that it took some simple trial and error to create smaller but just as powerful blasts that came from his hands and feet that enabled him to essentially punch and kick from a distance, using one of these he was able to create a dent the size of his fist in a different girder from over twenty feet away.
Later that night Harry was awoken by the lights of police car as it drove past where he was hiding, it was at that moment that he decided that change locations before he was caught by the cops.
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Harry spent most of the next day looking for a new place to stay, but most of them were in parts of the city that could be considered rough and although Harry was only six he could work out that the worse and more populated the area was the more likely it was for him to run into the cops, so he head towards a more remote area and headed towards the closed down park.
When he got there he found something that caught him completely off guard. It was the biggest greenhouse he had ever seen and so decided to check it out because of two reasons, the first was that despite what his former relatives though he really liked the gardening that he did back at Privet Drive and so liked plant's in general, the second reason was that according to his logic the police won't think to look for some criminal to live in a place with so many nice flowers (he may be smart for his age, but he is still six).
When he entered the green house he found that it was more like an indoor rainforest with so many exotic plants, after taking a few moments to take it all in his face widened into a grin, that wouldn't look out of place on a certain clown, while also gaining a twinkle in his eye that he might as well of stolen of an old man several thousand miles away.
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At that moment a certain Clown Prince of crime loudly sneezed as he tried to sneak past the guardhouse at Arkham, alerting the heavily armed guards to his presence and provided them with a new test dummy for their new nightsticks.
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At the same time an overly manipulative, old headmaster sneezed as well causing him to lose his footing at the top of the astronomy tower's staircase and fall down the spiral staircase down to the bottom, breaking several bones along the way. It seemed he would have to spend a few months in the hospital wing to recover.
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As Harry explored the greenhouse he found a bed that seemed to be made from the plants themselves, several books that seemed to be about plants and something called 'Psychology' and a schedule with instructions on how to take care of the plants. As he continued looking around he found that one of the larger planes of glass had been smashed letting the cold air into the greenhouse, so using his magic he was able to fix it. When he did so he noticed that plants seemed to relax more around him, it was as that moment that his empty stomach made itself known, just as he was about to leave to get something to eat when one of the vines seemed to hand him an orange, as he tentatively took it several other vines appeared carrying different fruit ranging from small cherries to large water melons, after getting over the shock, harry smiled to himself. Oh, yeah, he was going to love it here.
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It's been two months since Harry had moved into the green house and no cops had come near the place. During that time he found a way to make some money, what he would do was that he would find a street hustler that was doing a rigged game of chance, such as picking the ace of spade from a bunch of hearts or something similar, and he would wait until enough people had a go then he would then come along and make a small bet at first and work his way up to all or nothing against the hustlers. What the hustlers didn't know was that he was would use his magic to switch the card or relocate the dice and with so many witnesses they couldn't accuse an innocent six year old that he was cheating, especially when that was what they were planning on doing in the first place.
It was after cleaning out one of these hustlers that Harry discovered another ability of his.
*flashback*
As Harry was walking along smiling to himself after getting all the money off of the hustler he was suddenly grabbed by his shoulder and slammed into the wall of a nearby ally,
"I don't know how you did it," the man sneered "but I know you cheated me, so unlesh you give me all the money you got, things will get … unpleashant for you."
Harry looked at the man as he thought about his odds. The man had a build better suited to running away than for fighting, the stains on his clothes, his slightly slurred speech and the way he was swaying indicated that he had been drinking, the way his eyes kept shifting around looking to see if there were anyone around that would help Harry indicated that if there was someone with Harry the man would have left him alone. All in all Harry judged him a coward and wouldn't put up much of a fight to an average person.
Steeling his resolve Harry said two words,
"Bring it!"
Infuriated the man tried to smash his fist into Harry's face.
Key word, tried.
In less time it took to blink Harry sent out a shockwave that first broke several bones in the man's hand against it, the force of shockwave proceeded to snap his arm to such a degree that the bone broke the skin, then the man was viciously slammed into the other wall of the all with enough force to crack several of the bricks as well as a few vertebrae while his face looked as if it had been slammed into a wall itself. Lying bloodied and broken the man passed out due to the pain that he was feeling.
Seeing that the man was out cold, Harry calmly checked through his pockets to see if there was anything worth taking but didn't find anything and so settled for taking his watch (a cheap digital one), at least now he could actually tell the time now.
When Harry heard voices coming from the entrance of the alleyway, he saw two police officers coming down it (luckily he was hidden by a trash can), it was at that moment that he wanted nothing more than to be back at the greenhouse, he then felt as if he was being squeezed through a straw and as he opened his eyes he found that he was back at the greenhouse.
*flashback end*
After a lot of practice harry was able to teleport (or 'port as he preferred to call it) at will and it took about a week for him to be able do it silently but he still practiced in order to improve the rate and range of his 'porting.
After staying at the greenhouse for a week Harry started to feeling sick even though his healing helped to fight it off, at first he felt dizzy but then he stared to get feverish, when he started to cough up blood on of the vines handed him a syringe filled with some green substance. Deciding to trust the plants he injected himself with the substance. The next day he woke up better than ever. He eventually found out that whatever it was enhanced his healing and strength without the use of magic. He also developed a slightly green tint to his skin that became more pronounced the more time he spent in sunlight.
At the moment harry was heading for a simple butcher in order to buy some meat for the giant carnivorous plant back at the greenhouse, when he heard an explosion coming from the nearby bank, just as he was about to turn a corner he was knocked on his butt by a figure running around the same corner. As he looked up he saw the barrel of a revolver held by what can be described as the most scary looking clown he had ever seen, he was wearing a purple suit with some kind of flower in the a button hole, his skin seemed to have been bleached white and had green hair and a demented grin that looked as if was always stuck on there. When Harry looked in to his eyes he was able to make out the madness within the man.
Young Harry Potter had literally stumbled up the Clown Prince of Crime, Batman's nemesis and most likely the most psychotic son of a bitch in all of Gotham. The Joker.
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Joker was having a good day, sure that harlot Harley had left him for that green skinned bitch a while ago, but that just meant that he no longer had her distracting him from his plans. Right now he had just robbed a bank and given the guards inside a good dose of smilex, he could still hear their laughter as he made his escape with a bag full of diamonds, should be worth nearly fifty grand altogether. Best of all was that he did it in broad daylight as well so virtually no chance of Batsy stopping him. As he rounded the corner he bumped into some kid, he saw the fear in the kid's eyes and so he decided to teach this kid to watch where he was going,
"Tell me something kid. Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"
He was confused at first when the fear in the boy's eyes was replaced with what can only be described as resolve.
And then his world exploded into pain.
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Harry didn't hear what the creepy clown said, but he did realize that if he didn't do anything he was dead, so he kicked the clown as hard as he could.
Right between the legs.
Joker may be one of the most feared figures in Gotham, he may be one of the few criminals to be a challenge for Batman but he's still human and still a man so when he receives an adrenaline fueled , supercharged kick to HIS OWN family jewels he's going to go down. Hard. The combination of the pain and surprise, but mostly pain left him completely unprepared from the second super powered kick to the temple which sent him into the bliss of unconsciousness.
After knocking out the creepy clown man Harry decided to check his pockets for anything of use he might want to keep, he found a couple of joy buzzers and a five inch switchblade with a purple and green handle with the words "Lets put a smile on that face" carved on it. After putting the knife and joy buzzers into his pockets he also tucked the revolver, which had the words "Why so serious?" carved on the grip, into the back of his jeans and covered it up with his coat. When Harry looked into the bag that the clown was carrying he let out a low whistle due to seeing all of those diamonds, it was at that moment that Harry heard sirens heading his way. Not willing to take the chance that it was the police Harry grabbed the bag of diamonds and 'ported back to the greenhouse leaving the cops to come across a sight they'd never thought they'd see, The Joker unconscious after apparently getting mugged, and if someone could mug the joker they must be a serious threat. If only they knew.
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Later that night Harry was awoken from his sleep by one of the vines nudging him awake, from his connection with the plants he was able to tell that there were two people along with two animals heading towards the greenhouse but also they weren't threats. That didn't mean that he couldn't be cautious though.
He quickly put the switchblade he took earlier that day into one of the loops of his jeans, but left the gun because it was simply too big for him to use. For now at least.
He ported to a branch near the entrance but kept himself hidden in the hopes of seeing who it was coming but unfortunately the winter frost only let blurry images trough heard the voices of those approaching,
"Thanks for stopping to let me pick up my babies Red, I really appreciate it."
"You can show me how much you appreciate it later Harl, but for now I've got to replace glass the Bat broke when he got me last time, granted it's probably too late to save all but some of my hardiest babies."
"Don't worry Red you'll have it all as good as new before you know it."
"I'm sure I will. Now let's get inside I'm freezing out here"
"Me too, but then again it's no wonder with what we're wearing."
As they entered, Harry though that they were some of the most strangely dressed people he had seen the first one was in a black and red jester's costume that seemed to cling to her like a second skin, she also seemed to be wearing white face paint and a domino mask over her blue eyes as well. Following her was a woman that had red hair with what seemed to be plants in it, she was currently wearing an orange jumpsuit that read Arkham Asylum on the back followed by an identification number underneath. Her most distinctive feature however was her green skin. As soon as the women came in they were followed by two hyenas.
As soon as the hyenas were inside they paused to sniff the air and immediately began growling in Harry's direction. The women turned in his direction, and calmly they green skinned one spoke,
"You should come out now."
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Harry: Whoa, I'm kicking a lot of butt.
Harley: *giggles* You sure are kid.
Ivy: I especially liked what you did to Joker.
Harley: Imagine what he'll be like after a few years with us Red.
Ivy: *smirks* I'm sure we'll find soon.
Tys1990: *looks between the three characters* Excuse me for being rude but … WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THREE DOING HERE?
Harley: Didn't you know *receives a blank stare* this is part for the input of the characters at the end of a chapter, duh!
Ivy: You know, to get a few cheap laughs.
Tys1990: And you had to bring the six year old?
Harry Hey!!
Ivy: Yes, he is one of the main characters.
Tys1990: *sighs* Is this going to be a regular thing?
Harley: *Grins sadistically* Maaaaybe.
Tys1990: And I've got no choice in the matter, have I.
Ivy: Hmm, no.
Tys1990: *sighs* Right, I'm wrapping this up. "Feel free to review and constructive criticism is always welcome."
Harley: You sound like such a goody-goody like that.
Harry: *nods head in agreement* Yeah!
Ivy: They have a point.
Tys1990: *slams head on desk* This better get better.