Hey, all. I just want to say thanks for the reviews, their keeping me interested in this. Now, I want to say sorry for how much this chapter sucks (in my opinion). It's really kinda sucky, so I hope you all don't mind too much. I'm also willing to rewrite it if you guys have any helpful suggestions. We'll be meeting another well known character in this one, so Yipeeee! Enjoy!

I Disclaim.


"Quiet, isn't it?"

"It's the middle of the night." She rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't worry. Once we reach the entrance, there'll be plenty of noise."

"That's what I'm hoping for." The Joker skipped a little as he strolled. His eyes flicked down to Alice, who was walking beside him. His height towered over her small frame and he found the difference quite comical. "Are you sure you can keep up?"

She looked up at him, giving him the closest thing to a glare she could. "I grew up in Gotham. On the streets. I'll be alright."

"Just checking. Wouldn't want to have to come save your ass."

"Heaven forbid."

He chuckled and began to hum a tune, it's strange melody ringing softly in the halls. Alice smirked up at him as she turned a corner. They were nearly there, just a one more corner. All in all, it hadn't taken Alice long to figure out the pattern of Arkham. The gray cement building was set-up with the same basic route on each floor. If you knew the course from one side to the other on one floor, you knew it on every floor. Though she had never been there, she suspected that it was the same for the basement. Besides, she was good at memorizing things.

As their footsteps tapped down the hallway, she slowed to a stop. That was the last turn, right in front of them. The moment they turned that corner, they would be able to see the security desk and a few main offices. And, whoever was there, would be able to see them. The two shared a glance, the Joker's smile getting wider and wider.

"Time to say my farewells." He took off around the corner with Alice right next to him, both of them swinging their guns for all to see.

It didn't take long to get a reaction. The hall they walked down was wide and short, ending with a large, round room that held the entrance. The security desk was sitting to one side of the doors, in full view of any escapees or trespassers. Loud snoring could be heard from one of the men, his body lax in his chair with a drooping head. Another man could be seen sitting in front of, what was supposed to be, a television used for the few security cameras placed around the building, but, instead, the man was using it for more personal matters. As Alice spotted the moaning man, her upper lip curled up somewhat. Couldn't he find somewhere else for his 'alone' time?

At the sound of shoes squeaking on the tiles, the man still awake, whipped his head around, toppling off his chair as he did. The Joker giggled, watching as the fallen man sputtered on the ground, efficiently waking up the other. The two scrambled for their guns, one still trying to do up his pants.

"Hello, gentlemen." the Joker said.

The guards edged around their desk, aiming their guns at him with shaking hands.

"Stay where you are! Put your weapons down!" the chubby man, who had been sleeping, yelled, his voice shaking. "I said stay where you are!"

"How'd he get out?" the other asked his partner.

"I don't know. You're the one supposed to be watching the cameras! You were probably too busy jackin' off!"

"Hey, at least I fucking stay awake on my shift!"

The Joker sighed heavily, shooting Alice an exasperated glance. He turned back towards the guards, glancing down at the fat man's name tag. "Uh, Phil, is it?" He nodded his head. "We need to make an extraction." He stepped closer, causing the other two men to protest. As he leaned forward, his smile grew. "The extraction being me."

He struck. Jerking the wider man's gun to the right, the Joker brought his own gun to the man's face. Bone crunched and the man moaned in pain. Thoroughly stunned, the man fell and the Joker turned to the other, smiling wickedly.

"D-don't move!" the frightened man yelled, his gun still trained on the Joker, but his eyes locked on his partner's body.

"I wouldn't shoot, if I were you." The man's head snapped over to where Alice stood, her gun pointed at him. "You might end up on the ground with your friend."

With the guard distracted, the Joker easily stepped behind him, bringing the butt of his gun down, harshly, on his head. The man was knocked out.

Alice shook her head at the unconscious men. "I told you their security was terrible." The Joker idly kicked the chubby man, Phil, a little as he groaned and she reached into her pocket, bringing out a tube of lipstick. She handed it to the Joker.

"Now for the 'Thank you' note." he muttered, opening the red make-up. He headed over to the wall above the security desk and grabbed one of the chairs to stand on. Snickering as he did it, he left a trail of red letters and signed the note with a flourish. He popped his lips as he corked the tube of lipstick.

"I think the Commissioner would have known who it was without the John Hancock." She shook her head, jokingly.

"You're just jealous because I have more style than you. I know how to spruce things up."

They turned their backs on the guards, heading towards the exit. But they found it surprisingly blocked by a very shocked looking woman. Her mouth was opened in amazement along with her pure, blue eyes. She clutched a few tan folders to her chest, her knuckles turning white. Her blonde head shook in disbelief. The Joker smiled playfully at her and Alice saw recognition flash in his eyes.

"Harley, Harley, Harley Quinn. Fancy meeting you here." he drawled.

"You're... you're supposed to be in confinement." the blonde woman stated. "How did you get out of your cell?"

"I had a little help from Bunny here. We were just leaving, in fact." Motioning with his hand, the Joker stepped towards the door to the left of the woman. Alice followed behind him, casting a brief glance at the blonde. The Joker didn't seem to worried about her. She stayed where she had frozen, wide eyes staring at the floor. Just as they reached the door and the Joker's hand was above the handle, she turned, dropping the folders, and yelled after him.

"Can I come with?"

His hand twitched. Alice's eyes moved up to his calculating face. He looked back down at her, his mouth working furiously. She chose for him.

"Sure." Alice turned back to the new woman as she spoke, her eyes belying her hidden smile. "But I think you'll need a new name."

Harley Quinn nodded, enthusiastically. Alice glanced back at the Joker, shaking her head. What had he done to this poor woman. She bit back a laugh, allowing herself a small smile.

"Come." she called, inclining her head towards the exit. The blonde stared for a moment, then started forward at full speed. As she sprinted after the two retreating backs, she spared a glance at the writing on the wall. She sped past, leaving the bright red paint hanging silently.

I MISSED YoU, GoTHAM. BUT NOW WE CAN GET BAcK To oUR GAME!!

-THE JoKER-

HAHEHEHAHoHoHAHEHEE...

The door swung shut behind her with a soft thump. Sirens could be heard in the distance.


See? Really quiet blah. But we now have Harley, and I have a little plan starting to form in my mind. This is going to be fun. R&R please. Thanks for reading! ;)_