I groaned as I rubbed my back,it had cuts from sleeping on the ground and I didn't know there was glass on the ground so um now I have pieces of the glass in my back...oh well, It's nothing I ain't used to, I stand up and stretch. This is the 20th time that I have escaped from the damned orphanage, I ain't proud of it but I don't want to be there anymore suffering from the beatings, 'father' raping me, them starving me when I 'do' something wrong. I sighed as yanked my hood up to hide my face, cause there's no doubt that the damned cops are going to be after me since every single time that I have escaped the orphanage calls 911 in a panic because I have *cough* ran way *cough* but its not true, I didn't run, I escaped cause my life depended on it they were going to kill me last night, I had overheard them talking saying that they had had enough of me hanging around wasting space.
I walked and walked, I wasn't stopping till I was out of this city and into Gotham, my aunt lives there. I had talked to her on the phone last week and she said that if I 'ran' to come to Gotham and go to her place cause she was going to place me under her care. I had just begun to cross the bridge that leads to Gotham when I heard police sirens behind me, but instead of freaking out like I had done in the past I decided to stay completely calm and continue walking. The police car drove past me in 5 seconds. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. then in 5 minutes I had finally entered Gotham and froze at what I was seeing, If Metropolis is the City of Dreams, then Gotham is the City of Nightmares cause this is one terrifying looking town. I started to walk once again and took out a piece of paper that i had written my aunt's address on. I swore angrily because I don't know anything about Gotham and I certainly don't even know where to find this place that my aunt lives at. I decided to wander around aimlessly, I froze when I heard explosions from behind far way. I hate bombs. I began to walk and then broke out into a run. I ran straight into something hard, but it wasn't a wall or anything like, that it was a person. I looked up and saw a man dressed in complete black with a mask on? He held out his hand to help me up and I gladly accepted his help.
"What are you doing out here so late?" he asked in a deep voice that sound as if he was masking his real voice which he was doing.
"I-I'm looking for my aunt's place but I don't know where anything in this town i-is" I stated quietly. Then the man grabbed the paper that had the address written on it looking at it he then nodded and grabbed my arm and led me to my aunt's house.
"thank you, um I don't know who you are..." i said absentminded.
"just call me batman" he answered. I turned around and knocked on my aunt's door. I turned around to thank batman once again and he wasn't there as if he had vanished into thin air. I heard the door behind me open and I turned around so quickly that I made myself dizzy.
"Scar?!" Aunt Harleen shrieked and then engulfed me into a bone crushing hug I smiled and hugged back. Then because of my weak, hunger induced state I became limp and fell to the ground, my head hit something hard and black dots began to take over my vision, I felt something wet and warm trickle down my forehead, it was blood. Aunt Harleen began to panic and start shaking screaming my name begging for me to wake up, that was the last thing I could hear before I slipped into unconsciousness.
-a few hours later-
I screamed and jolted awake gasping for breath.
"SCAR! I thought You were dead!" Harley screamed. I just gave her a look that said 'really? how stupid can you be?'
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I began to laugh hysterically, and grabbed her by her throat and lifted her up so her feet no longer touched the ground. Her eyes widened in fear.
"Now why on earth would I be dead, Harley? or should I call you Harlequin?"
Harley's eyes began to look lifeless and my grip tightened. NO! I swore as I began to feel myself being drawn back into Scar's mind unwillingly.
I was now back in control and released Harley and she fell to the floor gasping for breath.
"Harley, are you ok? I am so sorry, Insanity was in control, I wasn't the one who was choking you!" I screamed sobbing as Depression took over.
I instantly grabbed the knife that Scar had in her back pocket and dug the blade into my wrist and swiped it across my skin causing blood to burst from the wound and dribble down my pale skin. I moaned and disappeared back into Scar's mind.
I gasped when I saw the blood and then the pain hit me. I began to scream bloody murder. Harley grabbed my wrist and used a towel to apply pressure to the cut to stop the bleeding.
She looked into my eyes and said "You need help and I cant give it to you, I am sending You to Arkham Asylum whether you want to go or not."
My eyes darkened as I realized that she was just like everyone else. I stood up and looked down at her, my eyes showed no emotion, my eyes were cold.
"I guess I am a fool for thinking you ever cared about me at all!" Everybody screamed at Harley, who backed away scared, every color in my eyes were glowing, which is a very rare occasion because that means everybody agreed on the same thing. Harley is not a person to be trusted, therefore she must be eliminated!
A rainbow colored swords began to form in our hand. We began to walk towards Harley. our eyes cold and held no emotion.
"You know, Its not very wise to betray our trust Harley, or should I call you Harlequin?!" We screamed as we raised our perfectly colorful sword to decapitate her head. We sliced her head so quickly that she didn't even have a chance to scream for help. her head fell to the floor with a loud THUD.
"OH HARLEQUIN, where are you?!" A man's eerie, creepy voice called from down stairs and then the man began to laugh hysterically. " Now why are you hiding from me, you knoooow that makes me very angry" the man said as he drawled out some words.
We walked down the stairs. "She isn't available right now"
"and why is that?" the man asked suspicious of us
"why don't you see for yourself?!" We said as we walked towards the front door not even looking at the creepy man. When he went up the stairs we opened the front door, we ran, it was on instinct.