Author's Note;
Smiles; Sup everybody here to drop another update. It hurts that no one feels like saying anything in a review. Well let's just move to the story then.
Third person's View
It's a murky day in the marshlands of Florida. Cheetah and Harley are sitting in an airboat waiting for their supplier to drop in. He's got one of those planes that have the water photons. Allows it to land in waters anywhere without worry. Cheetah huffs to think of a distraction to pass time. She can still smell the massive amount of bug repellent Harley is wearing too. Cheetah "Harley did you hear the rumors about our mystery guys going around?" Harley "Sure did two militia gals claimed that he told them to run or he'd suck out their blood. What does have a soft spot of all women? Or just ones that shoot at him?" Cheetah "Who knows but best beat is to not go near him. Guy's go fifty shades of creepy written all over him." Harley "I read that book its nothing special. Just some fan girl who got her fantasies published. Now if you want good fanfiction try my stuff."
Cheetah "Harley I've read your stuff and most of it's about a crazy couples killing. Then sometimes they fuck after they kill something. Girl please give it a rest." Harley huffs puffs out her cheeks and crosses her arms. Harley "Well at least Red likes my stories." Cheetah shook her head not wanting to tell Harley how Ivy really felt about her fanfictions. After another hour of waiting Harley giggles and points to the incoming plane. The pilot touched down stirring up the water to slowly glide alongside the airboat. Turning so the side door Harley and Cheetah waited. The planes side door opens showing a young dark skinned man with dark blue eyes.
His hat and jacket said Hell's henchmen one of the associated clubs to the Hell's angels. Harley "Hey Jacky got our stuff for us?" Jack or Jacky as Harley calls him is their supplier in drugs for first aid and medical reasons. Along with ammo and parts for stuff they needed. Along with other pieces of equipment. Jack "Yes Harley two crates of ammo, five canisters of exotic animal medicine. And a miniature fission power core and charging station. Tell Livewire that this'll juice her faster then normal batteries and outlets." Cheetah taps her phone and thanks Jack telling him his money has been transferred. Jack takes a look at his phone and nods at the payment. Jack "Did you all hear about this guy calling himself Hollow.
"Guy's been trying to find Killer Cro for days now. Killed a bunch of his guys up in Boston in one night. And then went on to cause problems for two of Two face's gun mills. Only four survivors were found and they said the guys a monster. One of the gun workers tried to shoot him with a rocket. The guy's shadow and I mean his fucking shadow caught the rocket and threw it back at them. Rumor has it he's looking for Boss Dan the current leader of the angels. We know we haven't caused trouble like we use to. But we might be next on his list." Cheetah "A warning Jacky boy get out fast if you hear screams and no ones cheering. Livewire had a run in with this guy and she said he killed a lot of guys. So if I were you I'd do a good vanishing act if that time comes."
Jack nods knowing to listen to Cheetah one of the Sirens that knows to warn people about shit going bad. Jack got into the pilots seat and a short time later is heading back up state to talk to his boss. And warn the angels of what might happen. Harley "Well it was nice knowing old Jacky. I should have asked for one of those jackets while he was still here." Cheetah sighs to shake her head at the idea. Powering up the airboat the pair ride back to their rendezvous point with Killer Frost. The whole time Cheetah snickered as Harley swatted way bugs trying to make a snack out of her face. Soon they found Frost and their old friend Giganta making small talk. Harley back flipped off the airboat giggling with giddiness at see the large red head.
Harley "Gigi girl it's great seeing you again". Wrapping the large woman into a hug Giganta rolls her eyes know Harley's habit of nicknaming everyone. Hugging back Giganta greets Cheetah as well. Killer Frost "Giganta Ivy wanted these flowers months again. What's been keeping you?" Giganta "The whole civil war in Amazonia they needed me to lend a hand. Now that the last of Wonder girls friends are dead. Amazonia needed to claim and conquer some land. And Circe and me lent a hand. Next thing we know a whole three-month goes by. And so I asked Circe for the plants and where to get them. Also while we were down in South America we heard rumors of a new meta human going around killing everyone."
Harley "Yeah we meet him guy gives me the creeps with his weird sharp teeth." Giganta "You meet him girl give me details." Killer Frost "We'll tell you but keep in low key. We don't want every idiot with a gun or hired assassin breathing down on necks for info." Giganta nods saying if they spill she'll ask the new Sisters of Helen to provide some muscle to help them around Central America. Cheetah explains the Sirens encounter with the new meta being that call himself Hollow. Cheetah tells how even her enhanced smell, sight, and hearing couldn't track him while he was mere feet way. Giganta was shocked she didn't expect them to have so much to share. She'd be sure to tell her Sisters leader Margret all she's learned thanks to the Sirens.
Frost "Ok Ganta who are these Sisters anyway?" Giganta "Well the Sisters of Helen are the former warriors of Amazonia. These girls aren't all bad to the bone but they don't take shit from anyone. The don't all hate men either but they prefer to be dominate if they want a good fuck. And trust me they don't care who sees. I saw three of them fuck this young guy couldn't have been older then eighteen. They fucked him right in front of his grandmother. They simply told them both they'd live if they didn't resist. Kids going to grow up fearing women after have three six-foot pluses tall women fuck him as hard as they did. Still not a bad thing to make sure he treats his future girl right." Harley laughed at the odd humor of Giganta's joke. While Frost and Cheetah shook their head at even picturing the scene.
Harley's giggling stopped when she felt her phone vibrate in her skintight right butt pocket. Harley wiggles her ass to get the phone free and answer. Harley "Harley's hot hotline what you want sugar?" On the other end Poison Ivy tells Harley to take Frost and held up to Jersey. There they'll find a weapons plant owned by Black mask. From her Intel and contacts it seems that he's creating a gas that'll kill plants by causing the oxygen in them to dry inside out. Without Ivy's plants all the assholes they been robing or taken girls from will get a dinner bell call to hit them. Harley "Don't sweat it Red me and Frosty will take care of the place no sweet. Then we'll come home for ice cream." Ivy chuckles at the other end and Harley tells Frost the news. Cheetah pats Frost arm "Be ready she's going to talk the whole way."
Frost knows Cheetah wasn't kidding as they took a quick trip to catch a plane. Not from the major city mind you. Villains and people who can pay take planes ride run by people who pay for protection from smaller gangs. These smaller gangs are often mercenaries that have simple rules to follow too. Don't rob anyone who doesn't deserve it, no raping, and no killing unless it's necessary. And most of all don't walk away from someone hurt or being attacked. Simple rules of karma the mercenary gangs often call it. Do a small thing, get paid, and you'll have a good time later on. Harley liked their idea of karma she'd often give orphans a few bucks so they wouldn't have to steal. But Harley still hated that some orphans we're created cause of her.
Harley Quinn they crazy ex girlfriend to the Joker. She was angry that someone had framed Batman for kill the Joker had actually tricked her. Most of all she was pissed she every loved him. At first she didn't know she was drawn only to his psychological habits. But soon those habits took control of her and she couldn't break free. Ivy and Livewire helped Harley and now she'd spit in the Joker face if she could. But Harley had to admit a world without supers and law isn't all great. Where once were thriving country or states are now pockets of shantytowns and cities. Populated by people know calling themselves Stranded. The Stranded take handouts from every and anyone. But are known to fight back when the large crime families and major cities soldiers come rolling in to cause trouble. All Harley asks a simple question as she looks out from in the plane. Harley "What kind of change will happen next time?"
Harley's View
"Hey Frosty when's the last time you went of a date?" Frosty turns to me as we stop at the tenth warehouse joint to look around for clues to where the chemicals are. Yeah we've been looking for a while now. Frosty "Harley my sex life isn't your concern. Plus Ivy told us that we could get freaky with anyone if we felt like it. Just not to include you cause you get too crazy." I puff out my cheeks "For your information nymphomania is a medical condition. Plus I was asking cause if you've got a guy lined up I'd like to give him a try. You know test to see if we can have a situational thing." I twirl my hats tassel and to give Frosty my innocent smile.
Frosty "I'd rather give you to a guy I'd like to see die. From how and what Ivy has told us about being your roommate in the past. She say's you never stay quick during sex and that you almost broke a guys neck when he was just giving you oral. By the way still can't believe that clown didn't pop your cherry." "Hey that was post couscous and secondarily I like a good round of noise with sexy time. Cause it shows that I enjoyed it. Oh and its a choice to still be a virgin miss frozen buns." Frosty "Whatever we're here and yeah Harley did you forget no guy has every screwed any of us. Even before we became super villains. Hell the closet thing we ever had is a damn dildo. Ok this is the right place now remember the plan?" I solute her to sneak over to the parked trucks. Using my swizz knives I cut the break lines one after the other.
Getting over to the last truck as best I can without being seen I see someone in the trucks driver side. Smiling I'm giddy at the joke I'm going to tell him. Sliding into the open window I tap the masked thugs shoulder. "Hey bub going my way?" Before he can reach his gun I shove my sharp knife heel into his neck. Making sure he doesn't move too much I stab my other heel into his free shoulder. After a few secs of try to get free he goes night night and I lean him back like nothing happened. Seeing no point in cutting this ones line I place a small windup Harley in a box in the passengers set. Slipping out I hid close by and tap my collar to speck into my radios mic piece. "Ok Frosty I've got the last one ridged to blow." Frosty "Ok I guess I'll go in right after it goes off. Get your ass to the front and make sure those other assholes don't try anything." "Roger wilco Frosty buns." I giggle as Frosty tells me not to say that if I'm not going to give her a lap dance.
"But Frosty then Red will ask why I didn't give her a lap dance." Hearing the big kaboom Frosty was right there's a bunch off Black masks idiots waiting to cause trouble. Reaching into my goody bag I smile as some of them see me at the top of the stairs. Throwing two cartoon bombs at them with lite fuses the push each other back. But my bombs still go off. Reaching into my bag I then throw some acid playing cards at a few pillars around the place. The cards melt and bubble into them like silly putty and after a few more throwing bombs the whole entrance begins to topple. As I run into the labs I feeling a large rumble. Looking down into the production line I see Frosty taking cover. Looking over I see on a catwalk above her is Deadhead. "Hey Deadhead what are you doing here?"
Deadhead "That's Dead shot you wacked out Barbie doll! And what I'm doing is a job. Mask has big money on you Sirens and some new guy. And seeing as your here too let's make it a nice pay day." I throw a few smoke bombs and use my grabby claw to lower myself down to Frosty. But just like my bombs Deadhead shoots my claws and I fall onto my butt. "Hey that's no way to threat a lady." Deadhead laughs "You a lady? Hardly would have thought after hearing your boyfriend was dead I thought you join him. Who'd a thought Ivy would feel pity for you?" I growl and throw some more of my acid cards at him. As he shots them Frosty created a wall of ice in front of me. She then throws a few blasts of ice as Deadhead. Deadhead rolls out of the way "It's any wonder how you two let alone how Ivy keeps you all alive? If it's this simple I'll head into her mutant jungle and kill her myself. It'll be easy just one shot."
I hear his wrist guns shot again but this time the bulls hit Frosty. But how she's behind her own ice wall. Deadhead "I've improved over the years girls. My new trick with more groves in my bullets I can angle them around corners. And even bounce then off things. Hey Harley here's one for you and its a real kicker." It a snap his round hits a gas tank and sends me tumbling over a few tables. Pushing the broken glass and table bits from my back I look up to see Deadhead laser aimed at me. Frosty ice hits close by him only for him to shot back at her. Digging into my bag I grab a few more bombs and throw them. Deadhead crossing his arms and shots at both Frosty and me. My bombs cause a few of the chemicals to go up in production line.
I duck under a table the heats way to scary plus I do like my eyebrows. Frosty "Harley get out met me at the pickup point." I run to the side staircase and back track through the offices. Two mask thugs are head straight at me. So I pull my mallet and slipping over my head. In one good swing I hit them both in the side through a door. But a few shots hit my arm and leg. Rolling over I duck into one of the cubicle rooms. Deadhead "Oh Harley didn't I tell you? You and I have a score to settle after you and your crazy boyfriend got in my way. I was so close to killing Batman but you had to get in my way." I throw my sparking confetti into the air and make a break for the window. Seeing the flashing lights of the confetti behind me I then again feel a shot hit my hurt leg. I slide and tumble out the window and land hard onto a parked car. It may be only two stories but my back and butt really hurt now.
Groaning I get off the car to see a few lights to my right. More of mask faces thugs are here. They all start to shot so I throw my last bombs. Which are silly sticky bombs and one last blasting bombs. I get to the waters edge of the pier and see a small boat. Hopping in I race off after I take the engines pole controls. But several hard clangs stop the engine dead. I see the bullet holes and then a few more hits come. One causes my eyes to sting and I tumble over board. I feel a hard thump and them white noise fill my ears. I don't know why I feel so nice in the water right now. But it's really really is nice.
Pascal's View
It's been a three-week since I left the US for South America. In hindsight I should have stopped to see my little Death. As well as drop of the jester Siren I found. I was traveling down from Boston Killer Croc's lair was empty he had moved down South somewhere. But during my boat ride down I find the Sirens jester member floating in the cool waters. Her makeup was smudged all over. Her clothes torn and ruined from explosives, bullets, and other things. And she was also injured. So pulling her onboard I've tended to all her wounds and used my shadows to repair her clothes. I must say feeling her thoughts, as she dreamt behind me in my small boat is nice.
My boat has five planks inside three of which are covered by a small roof and curtain. I can feel her fears in the shadows of the small cabinet. I taste her minds hunger for chaotic fun but also a need to be wanted both emotionally and physically. For two weeks she's been ok nothing wrong with her wounds. And she's been quickly sleeping. Feeling a pole tap the back of my head I turn to see the blonde jester Siren nude and standing over me with her large mallet at the ready. Jester "You better tell me you've got my clothes of mister vamps or not your going to get such a macing." I lean to my right and hand her outfit to her. Jester "Ok you liked the show cause you're going to regret seeing it."
Not to long after she's back from putting on her clothes so I turn around. Jester "Ok where am I and why am I with you? Did you bite me oh no you did didn't you?" She hops up fast pose to swing her large mallet. But her moment causes the boat to wobble. Looking to fall over I catch and pull her onto my lap. She looks from where she's landed to my masked face and shyly jumps away. "Do not worry I didn't not bitten you. Although I do enjoy the shadows that surround you Ms. Jester. I won't try and drink your blood without permission. Also I only can drink blood offered to me. That's the rule of my kind. Vampires who forcibly take blood are considers ghouls or barbarian in vampire society." Jester "There's a society of vampires?"
I nod "There was they are either in hiding or they have died long past now. Far as I know I'm the last living vampire of any kind. Do you have any more questions?" Jester "You still haven't told me where I am? Also what's you name your real name Mr. sharpteeth." Seeing her get in my face to try an portray a playful yet menacing demeanor is amusing. I smirk flashing my sharp teeth causing her to squeak and get two seats from me. "Where are along South America I'm heading to Brazil's inner rainforest to kill the one called Killer Croc. Also kill a few drug lords along the way. And I can't tell you my real name. Cause I don't even known you that well." She huffs crossing her arms "Well you should ask a girl that before you strip her naked."
"I was treating your wounds and often success to those kind of things needs to be done without clothes on. Plus I did repair your clothes too. And I haven't asked anything of you but to inform me of your name." Jester looks around me then rubs her shoe points to one another like a child caught in an embarrassing situation. Jester "Harley Quinn my name Mr. Sharpteeth fun times and funnier tricks is my game. So why you after Croc?" "I can't tell you why just know I was asked to." The Jester Harley tilts her head to me "What so you're doing all these killings causes someone asked you? Please no one does anything for free anymore. And you're no super goodie so what's your deal?" "My deal is simply that. I've made a deal and have a debt to pay if I wish to get my dream to be a reality. Plus my dream is still something I'm working on." Harley "What are your dreams?"
"Why do you wish to know so much about me? Do you plan to tell others about what you know? And how they can sway me from killing them?" Harley "As if me and the girls don't work with some of the other badies. They're jerks, creeps, or pervs. So spill what are your dreams already don't make a girl have to ask twice." I smirk to her "My dream is to have my own realm. A place where those of nightmares, darkness, and horror can dwell without fear. Real monsters like me hid from humans cause we known that you have weapons capable of causing us harm. Sure some monster tales say we're are powerful but only at a certain age. My other dream is to find a woman who can make me feel alive. A woman willing to let me sink my fangs into her neck and feel like nothing else.
"I've smelt a few potentials but nothing has really struck me. You and your friends are the same but still nothing has struck me as a connection." Jester Harley "Well that's cause you need to date someone silly. Maybe my friend Frosty or maybe Cheetah will be a good fit for you. You both have fangs after all. Or maybe..." As she goes on I feel her shadows frenzy of odd joy and chaotic violence once more. This woman is very interesting... but just what does she want from her life? And how truly violent can she be?
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