A/N Thank you all for reviewing!
WARNING: Mentions of abuse, though slightly, please don't read if you are easily triggered.
"Woah!"
Harley squealed in delight as they waited for their turn to make their way through the large hole in the wall, coughing as dust hit them.
The soldiers and Flag went first, the guards running up the stairs first with their guns ready as Flag followed them.
They checked carefully before making their way back down the stairs where Flag was waiting.
"Clear!"
Flag motioned to the Squad, and they followed, Boomerang, El Diablo, and Katana following first and the rest trailing behind them in a bored manner.
"One, two, three..."
Harley counted the steps she took under her breath, before all of a sudden, she looked below her, a dreamy look on her face.
"Would you die for me?"
She replied without thinking; there was no need to think.
"Yes."
"That's too easy. Would you..."The Joker paused for a long moment, staring at her for a while before continuing."Would you live for me?"
Again, she replied without a second thought.
"Yes."
Harleen loved him.
She loved him more than she loved herself.
Harley swallowed thickly, fingers tightening around the railing but she showed no emotion. Her Puddin' taught her better than that; he taught both of his girls better than that.
So she smiled.
Harleen stared at him as she turned around, the backs of her feet near the edge. She would do this for him because she loved him, and she would do it all over again. The Joker stared at her, a challenging look in his eyes as he motioned for her to continue.
She held her arms out, eyes shut, and fell back.
Then she was falling, falling, falling.
The blonde's eyes snapped open just before she fell into the chemicals.
Then, all of a sudden, she saw black.
Until she felt a pair of lips against her own and air being blown into her lungs. Harleen's eyes snapped open, and she gasped, staring up into blue orbs.
She almost smiled. He came for her.
The two stared at each-other before The Joker leaned down and kissed her hard and possessively, and her fingers ran through his hair, cupping the back of his head to keep him close.
Then he laughed. He laughed for them.
"Harls?"
Harley blinked, the room shifted, and she found herself back in the staircase.
"Huh?"
The light haired clown broke out of her thoughts as she felt a familiar touch on her hand, a touch that made her heart speed up delightfully. Harley looked over at Erela who, going by the look on her face, knew exactly what Harley was thinking about. She had told her over and over during their time in Belle Reve.
Erela smiled at her lover, hand moving up her arm before she cupped her face. Harley purred, nuzzling into the warm touch.
"You can say it, y'know."
Harley's mouth opened and shut a few times before she whispered.
"I miss him, angel."
Erela tilted her head, her smile growing.
"I know. Me too."
The girls stared each-other before Harley leaned over and kissed Erela gently. The two broke apart a few moments later before they laughed, the moment forgotten.
"I'll beat ya there!"
Harley side stepped her and began to run up the stairs, pushing people out of her way, giggling loudly.
Erela followed, rolling her eyes."Not fair, you did gymnastics!"
She got up a flight before she stopped and slowed down, panting. Deadshot passed her with a side glance as did the others. She pouted, slowly making her way up, looking up to notice that they had several more to go.
"Damn, I gotta work on my cardio."
Erela slumped against the railing.
Then, all of a sudden, she felt light.
She turned her head to see that Killer Croc had her in his arms.
"You're not gonna eat me, are ya?"She asked as he began to make his way up the rest of the stairs."I thought we'd become friends."
"Don't test me, shorty."He growled, making her giggle.
She smiled at him, kissing his cheek, making him look at her in shock as if he were confused as to why his reptilian skin didn't bother her.
She went quiet, head resting against him as he carried her up the rest of the flights.
He carried her up to the top floor without breaking a sweat and followed the others into the room that Flag led them to. She half expected him to dump her as soon as they entered but, to her shock, he led her over to the sofa and sat her down gently then straightened, handing over her spiked chain that she had dropped on her way up.
She smiled at him, a genuine one and said."Thank you."
He grunted and nodded before he turned away and sat down himself.
Harley sauntered over to her friend and plopped herself down on her lap, arms winding around her neck."You're right, he's nice and, honestly, not bad looking."
The girls relaxed as Flag and the soldiers cleared the room before Flag told them to clear the roof for the helicopter.
The soldiers left, nodding at him before they went to the roof.
Flag began to make his way to the door that led to the person they were coming to help but, as Harley and Deadshot got up to follow, he turned around, holding out a hand.
"Wait!"He said with a chuckle."Wait here, please. I don't wanna give this dude a heart attack, 'kay?"
Harley propped her hand on her hip, sing songing."Awww, he's embarrassed of us!"
Flag began to trail over to the door but was stopped by Deadshot's voice."Hey, Flag?"
He turned his head, eyes telling the other man that he was listening.
"This dude better cure cancer after all of this shit."
Flag ignored them and walked over to the door, typing in the code before he entered.
He failed to notice Deadshot following him.
"I'm bored."
Harley let out a yawn as she rested her head on Erela's shoulder."I'm also hungry. I'm bored and hungry."
Harley rubbed her eyes with the heels of her hands, blinking up at the ceiling for the fifth time in ten minutes since Deadshot had followed Flag. Everyone let out a sound of agreement, even Killer Croc, and leaned back against their chairs or the walls, whatever they were resting against. The brunette smiled when she felt Harley jump in delight as Erela's lips brushed her ear, making Harley move further into her embrace, wanting more.
"Won't be long now."Erela hummed into Harley's ear to try and cheer her up."Mistah J is near, and he'll take great care of us when we get home."
Harley giggled, eyes turning lighter.
"In more ways than one."Harley bit her lip in anticipation, nose rubbing against Erela's.
Their moment was shattered when the door opened and in walked Deadshot.
Followed by Flag and Amanda.
The Squad stood up and everyone, even El Diablo, looked pissed as their eyes landed on Amanda.
"No. Way."Harley slowly drew out, bat on her shoulders, fingers tightening around the handle.
Scowls appeared on their faces as Amanda, looking slightly smug, stayed silent.
Flag, trying to ease the tension, said."Let's go home."
"Yeah, let's go home."Boomerang said, sarcasm clear in his voice, as he looked around at his Squad."That sounds good. You guys wanna go home? Hm?"
Amanda stepped forward as Boomerang sent her a sneer before he said."Or you wanna go back to prison?"
Harley shook her head, silently imploring that her Puddin' was close to save herself and Erela."We're not going back to prison!"
"What i'm saying is..."Boomerang started, a murderous look in his eyes."we kill the pair of them now before they kill us."
Erela nodded in agreement, her eyes darkening, a deadly look on her face. She was being threatened, and her loved ones were at stake.
Harley and Killer Croc glanced at the usually tamed female, both smirking.
Erela was ready to fight.
Erela stepped forward in front of Harley, reaching out to pat Boomerang's shoulder, smiling at him."Good idea!"
He looked at her in shock but then smiled in amusement. Erela looked back at Amanda, slowly starting to sway her spiked chain in Katana's line of sight.
Katana started toward her, taking out her sword and Erela also stepped forward. But before Katana could reach Erela, Amanda pushed her back gently.
"I got this."
"You got this?"Erela repeated with a laugh; voice laced with indignation, completly puzzled."You're not better than the rest of us, but you get to walk the streets while we are stuck in prison."
"You're criminals!"Flag angrily yelled back at Erela, lip curling up into a sneer."Murders!"
"And she isn't?!"She yelled back, nodding at Amanda, starting to become angry, losing her composure once more."Why is she better than us?"
Erela gestured at Harley then the Squad with a shrug."We're not good people, but at least we don't hide that we're not."
"Ya know what?"Erela tossed her guns at Harley, grabbing her chains with both hands, not bothered by the spikes that scratched her skin."I'm gonna..."
Traling off with an angry huff, she started towards Amanda who suddenly pulled out the device that could kill her but, before she could get to the elder woman, the Squad held her back. Startling everyone who hadn't seen her so angry apart from Harley, she let out a loud screech, tightening her fists around her spiked chain, making blood drip from her wounds.
Deadshot grabbed her hands, unclenched them and grabbed her chain."Gimmie that, girl, you're gonna hurt yourself."
"I'm gonna hurt them a lot more!"She shouted, motioning to the three standing in front of them."I'm gonna take that...that thing and-"
"Hey! Hey!"Deadshot cut her off, shaking his head."Nobody needs to know that."
Killer Croc, at Harley's nod, picked the woman up while Harley tore a piece of the hem of her own t-shirt off and tied it around her lover's wounded hands.
"You all made it this far."Amanda calmly said, shaking the device smugly."Don't get high spirited on me and ruin a good thing."
Amanda eyed them before she made her way out of the room, Flag, and Katana following behind her. The rest of the group, sending a somewhat amused look to Erela, left the room a moment later, Killer Croc and Harley following behind them.
"It's gonna be a-ok, angel."
Harley smiled down at her lover on Croc's arms, leaning down and kissing her nose.
"It'll work out."
Rooftop
"How ya doing, girlie?"
Erela looked up from swinging her chain around to see Captain Boomerang standing next to her. She had gotten her spiked chain back from Deadshot after promising that she wouldn't make a scene that would risk his life again, Hair that had fallen from her space-buns, flew around her face because of the wind, framed her face whenever it settled, and she made a point of cursing whenever it tickled her cheek.
"You don't care."
"You're right; I don't."He replied before smirking down at her."But it's nice to ask to break the awkward silence."
She looked up at him, tilting her head before shrugging.
"I get mad sometimes."
"I noticed."He chuckled, his accent making her smile a little bit."You're like a rollercoaster. You're annoying, cheeky, dangerous then calm. It's fun."
"Even when i'm using you to save myself?"
"Hey, I was just happy to get some action for a few moments."He held out his arms with a laugh, his chuckles loud and hearty."No, but seriously, good job in there. Have you seen Flag's face? He looks like he just found out that he had an STD. He knows that his boss might pin point him next if he crosses the line."
She glanced at Flag who was having a stare down with Deadshot.
She nodded to herself, noticing his expression.
"Yeah, you're right."She said and looked up to say something to Boomerang, but he wasn't there.
He had already walked over to El Diablo.
But he raised his head and glanced at her, smirking.
She smiled back.
Erela walked over to Harley who was standing with Deadshot and, once her lover saw her, she smiled and held out her hand which she took.
"Our bird's been jacked!"They heard Flag murmur to himself before he suddenly bellowed."LIGHT IT UP!"
While the soldiers fired shots as they were attacked, the Squad ran for cover, Erela dragging Harley behind her. They kneeled down for cover with Deadshot and Killer Croc, the four looking impressed as several soldiers were shot down.
Harley giggled, drawing in an excited gasp.."Now this is the fun we've been waiting for."
"HA HA HA HA HA!"
The Joker cackled loudly as he began to fire at those who had kept his girls from him for so long. Those who had put his angel and his devil in a situation that was basically a death trap and not the fun kind. The Joker growled as he shot down more of the soldiers who were no match for the Clown Prince of Crime. Frost, his loyal right-hand man, angrily shot at the soldiers too, despite the calm look on his face.
Eight months.
He had been alone for eight months.
In order for him to sleep, Frost had risked his life by crushing up sleeping pills in The Joker's drink, knowing that his boss wouldn't be able to think properly without rest. But the sleep hadn't been peaceful. No, it had been like drowning over and over again. There was no cool and warm draped over him, no peaceful dreams of killing the Batman with his girls beside him, no long nights of passion.
Just nothing.
It had been him and the voices in his head.
A dangerous time.
The bed had been either too warm or too cold. There had been no giggles in the kitchen, no Joker pretending to be irritated as they woke him up with their demand that he tell them his most sickest jokes.
No devil.
No angel.
Nothing.
His girls has been beaten, used and locked up for almost nine months.
Someone apart from him had been bruising them.
Not the bruising that brought them pleasure, no, bruising that made them frightened.
The Joker snarled as he tossed aside his gun, leaving the rest to his men. He moved to where Van Criss was and slapped the side of his head.
"Professor..."He drawled dangerously."could you pick up the pace?"
"I'm on it, sir."Van Criss said before he smiled in relief, looking up at The Joker."It's done."
The Joker's eyes widened, and he leaned down again, grasping the other man's chin and turning his head toward him."If you're lyin' to me, i'll-"
Van Criss cut of The Joker."It's done, sir, I-i swear!"
The Joker stared at him for a moment before he chuckled loudly, pulling out his phone.
He had never been more happy to let someone live.
For now, at least.
NOW!
"Bang, bang, bang."
Harley and Erela had their fingers crossed as the shots continued to fire, trying to see who had died as they repeated their chant. The girls placed their fingers in their ears as the shots began to get too loud, Harley resting her head on Erela's shoulder as they waited for it to be over.
The girls looked up at the sky, in awe of the loverly colors or the stars that they could see.
It had been so long since they'd last seen stars.
Erela turned to speak to her female lover when she noticed Croc staring at her in shock.
Staring at her neck.
She pulled her fingers out of her ears, frowning.
"What?"Erela asked Killer Croc, rubbing her neck somewhat nervously."You ain't gonna eat me after the day i've had, are you?"
Deadshot and Croc stared at the woman, mainly their necks, in shock.
She nudged Harley who, after pulling her fingers out of her ears, also brought out her phone when she felt a vibration.
Their hearts almost stopped as they read the message.
NOW!
Harley and Erela felt hope rise in their chests, and they looked at each-other, eyes wide and filled with child-like delight. Their hands met instantly, fingers locking together as they saw Croc and Deadshot, who had read the message, shake their heads at them in worry.
The girls, mind filled with The Joker and their need to be all together again, stood up without fear of getting shot.
Deadshot and Croc watched them as they walked off, shouting after them.
"SHORTY!"
"HARLEY!"
The female lovers didn't listen as they slowly walked, knowing that Mistah J would never let a bullet touch them.
No harm would come to them if The Joker were there.
Though he would never admit it, The Joker's heart almost jumped out of his chest as his gaze landed on his girls.
He watched them as they came out of hiding, their hands linked together as always, and began to walk toward the ramp. His chest heaved as he inhaled and exhaled sharply, beckoning them closer with his finger as they continued to follow him. They smiled, their eyes set on his as they slowly walked towards home.
That's what it was.
They were coming home to him.
They came closer, unbothered by shots that were being fired from Frost.
They showed no fear about the nanite in their necks because they knew that The Joker had it sorted. They knew that he would never let anything happened to them.
"Hello, baby."The Joker whispered to them both as he kicked down two ropes for them to climb.
The girls dropped their weapons on the ground as Harley shrugged off her jacket, tossing it aside with their weapons.
The Joker smiled down at them, holding out his arms, a hungry look in his eyes."Come on, baby."
At the same time, the girls ran as quick as they could and, after jumping, they latched onto their ropes. The girls giggled as they hung off of the ropes, climbing up to meet their lover.
The Joker chuckled as he went to welcome them.
"Come to daddy."
"BYE!"
Deadshot and Killer Croc came out of hiding as the shots stopped, as did the rest of the Squad. They watched as the girls swung around on their ropes, Harley giggling to herself as she swung around on the ropes while Erela waved at Killer Croc and El Diablo before sticking out her tongue at Amanda and Flag.
The Squad crowded together, shaking their heads in amusement while Harley and Erela blew air kisses to them.
"MWAH!"
"Gotta hand it to them, mate, they've got a loyal freak."Boomerang chuckled as he came up beside Deadshot, stuffing his hands in his pockets."Man, gotta get me a gangsta."
El Diablo strolled up to Killer Croc who was still watching the women swing around, their laughter echoing throughout the night air, reaching out for each-other then the helicopter.
The ex-con patted Croc on the shoulder, offering him an understanding nod."Gonna miss her, ese?"
Croc grunted with a casual shrug, glanced at the women once more before he walked off just as Amanda and Flag, outraged, came storming towards them.
"Deadshot!"She called for the hitman, angrily striding over to him, pointing at the two woman."Shoot them right now!"
Deadshot turned to face the middle-aged women with a half amused smile with a shake of his head.
"They ain't do shit to me!"
Taking an almost threatening step forward, Amanda's expression darkened.
"You're a hitman, right?"When he stayed silent, she gave him a cold, small smile as she gestured over to the women."I got a contract. Kill Harley Quinn and Erela Charmeine. Do it for your freedom and your kid."
Deadshot seemed conflicted for a moment, eyes staring at the woman to see if she was bluffing, but when he knew that she wasn't, he backed away.
With hard eyes and a dark, almost sinister smile, he nonchalantly shrugged.
"Oh, they dead."
Killer Croc and El Diablo both stiffened at his words, Croc snarling at Amanda as they all watched Deadshot point his gun at the girls. The Squad looked uneasy as they watched the girls swing around, having the times of their lives as they climbed up to greet their lover, the girls they had become somewhat fond of.
BANG! BANG!
Each member of the Squad flinched at the sounds, looking away as the two shots were fired.
Their laughter suddenly ceased and the night was silent as silent befell them. Slowly, the Squad turned and looked over at the girls who were now still, hanging limply from the ropes.
Harley and Erela spun around limply as they hung from the ropes, their bodies tangled. Killer Croc, Deadshot, Captain Boomerang and El Diablo all shared a look before bowing their heads.
Amanda looked on smugly as they swung in the air limply before, all of a sudden, Harley and Erela suddenly perked up. The women straightened, legs and arms stretching out as they started to swing around the ropes again. They joined hands once more, gleefully giggling and smiling over the sound of the helicopter.
Amanda's expression clouded in outrage."What?"
Deadshot's head snapped up, a small smile curving at his lips as he stepped away from the side of the roof, sauntering over to Amanda.
Forcing a solemn expression, Deadshot leaned down to Amanda's eye level."I missed."
The hitman ambled away, quietly chuckling to himself as the Squad patted him on the back, following him, abandoning Amanda and Flag who looked stunned.
"Good one, mate."
But, unbeknownst to them, their smugness wasn't to last.
Watching after the Squad with a bitter sneer, Amanda brought her radio to her lips, turning to watch the helicopter.
"It's Waller. Savior One-Zero's been hijacked. Shoot it down."
Three Years Ago
Jazmine had been raised to believe that God had a plan.
She was raised to believe that whatever happened in her life, good or bad, it happened for a reason.
But her belief was beginning to fade as she grew older. Her father, a well-respected priest, didn't act like he was supposed to.
Jazmine took a deep breath before she entered the confession box, sitting down gently and placing her hands in her lap.
"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been a week since my last confession."
"What troubles you, my child?"
She frowned. She had never heard that voice before. It was deep and...powerful.
Jazmine shook her head and began to speak.
"I find my belief in God wavering."She whispered, shamefully looking down at her feet.
"Why do you say that?"
"I know that whatever happens in our lives, whether good or bad, it is His plan. But I fail to see the badness that happens to be is for a reason. I don't know if I am being punished for something He thought I did to teach me a lesson..."
"What badness do you speak of?"
Jazmine's lower lip wobbled as her eyes watered, her fingers pulling at the sleeves of her sweatshirt.
"My father..."She inhaled sharply, her eyes screwing shut as flashbacks flashed in her mind."He...He hurts me."
She heard the Priest inhale sharply and clear his throat before he softly asked."How does he hurt you...my child?"
"H-He comes into my room at night, father, and s-says that we are going to play games."She whispered, a tear running down her cheek."I didn't understand what it was until I learned about things in class."
Jazmine flinched when she heard the Priest growl, a growl that seemed inhuman.
"Has he..."Father paused before he finished."Has he fully had relations with you?"
She shook her head wildly, wiping at the wetness on her cheeks."N-No, father, he just touches me b-because he says that I am not ready yet."
He didn't speak for a long while, and Jazmine's tears came quicker.
"I'm sorry, father..."She sobbed as drew in a long breath, more tears threatening to spill."I'm sorry that-"
"It's all right. The pain will end soon."
"How so?"
Jazmine looked up, wiping her tears with her sleeves and saw white fingers running down the screen that separated them.
"God is watching, my child..."
She nodded and bid him goodbye before making her way out of the confession box. Her fingers locked around the cross around her neck as she made her way down through the church, her cheeks red.
But, just as she reached the door, a loud explosion hit her ears, and she hit the ground, covering herself.
She let out a loud scream as the church began to explode, rubble smashing around her, dust flying around, make it impossible for her to breathe or see. She screwed her eyes shut, letting out a terrified sob as screams from outside in the street hit her ears.
Jazmine held her cross close to her heart, muttering a prayer underneath her breath.
Then laughing could be heard.
She heard footsteps make their way over to her and Jazmine slowly raised her head as parts of wood were lifted off of her. Jazmine gasped as she was lifted up into a pair of strong arms and carried out of the shattering church, looking behind them to see that as soon as they left, the church collapsed.
They just missed certain death.
She slowly looked up at him, lips parting as she looked at his face.
He had the bluest eyes she'd ever seen.
His suit was impeccable; there wasn't a trace of dust on him.
How did he survive the explosion?
"Hmm, you're a survivor."
That voice. She knew that voice.
She slowly stood, forgetting about the mess around her. He stood with confidence, his character screaming that he had power and when he let out a growl, she wanted to bow before him.
"Are you God?"
He tilted his head, blue eyes trailing over her.
And he smiled.
The same smile he gave to her when her father's 'suspicious' death was featured in the paper the week after.
"Come on, honey."
The Joker growled almost desperately as he pulled the girls up onto the helicopter with his hand, the other gripping the safety handle on the roof. The girls squealed happily as they climbed onto the helicopter, their hair blowing in the wind, their hands still joined together. They smiled happily as they saw their lover up close, pure and absolute love in their eyes.
The girls spoke at the same time, complete happiness and relief in their tones as they came face to face with the Clown Prince.
"Puddin'!"
"Sweeting!"
The Joker made a sound of relief and opened his arms just in time to catch them when the women pounced on him. Erela wrapped her arms around him, burying her face into his neck contently while Harley's own arms wound around his neck. She kissed all over his face before meeting his lips while Erela nipped at his sharp jawline.
The Joker snarled hungrily, purrs ripping from his throat at the feel of their skin against his own.
Nothing had ever felt better.
Harley broke their kiss to have her turn at nuzzling into his neck while Erela lifted her head from his shoulder, moving onto her tiptoes to claim his lips with her own. Harley's arms also locked around her female lover and The Joker to keep them close, holding them possessively.
They were hers.
Erela let out an overjoyed, tranquil sigh as she pulled away from The Joker.
"I knew you'd come and save us. I prayed every day, I did."Erela murmured against The Joker's mouth, taking a moment to kiss him once more. As they kissed, Erela's grip tightened on Harley's hand to ensure that her precious was still with her."And here you are. You came for us."
The Joker gave an indulging moan as Erela and Harley nuzzled against him."Here I am, cavalry and all."
Erela adoringly smiled, swinging her and Harley's hands as The Joker gave them his broad, famous grin, laughter soon following. Harley lifted her head from his neck with a blissful smile, temple resting against The Joker's jawline, eyes hooded as she listened to sweet nothings.
"Ain't you all handsome?"Harley purred, tugging at his bowtie with a playful glint in her eyes."You got all dressed up for us, huh?"
The Joker friskily grinned from ear to ear, red smeared across his chin and lip prints on his jawline, hands His hands clutched at them possessively and the Clown Prince wrenched them close to him, the need for body contact strong.
"Oh, you know i'd do anything for my girls."He purred before leaning down, whispering to them."By the way, i've got some grape soda on ice and a bear skin rug waiting."
Harley and Erela shared a look, the female clown winking at the brunette before they turned back to look at The Joker with matching, playful grins.
"Oh, yeah?"
Their smiles were short-lived, however, as Frost called after his boss, composed as always but there was a lace of alarm in his voice. The Joker's right-hand man came out from the front, pushing past their goons.
"Hi, girls, nice to see ya again!"Frost smiled at the women tightly pressed against his boss before the panic returned to his face as he turned to The Joker."Boss, we got a problem!"
The Joker's smile slowly faltered, and Harley witnessed something bright reflected in his blue eyes as he turned to look.
"Huh?"
Harley's own smile faded, and she clutched tighter onto The Joker and looked up when Harley suddenly gasped in shock and devastation. A feeling of fright soared through her, and when she turned to look, Erela's lips parted when all she saw was bright, it almost looked as if the sun was coming towards them.
"What?"Erela faintly heard Harley whisper to herself, sounding apprehensive for the first time in Erela's company."No."
Suddenly, the helicopter shook, and Erela cried out in shock when, instead of the wind blowing through her hair and the breeze, all she felt was heat.
"No!"
Erela screamed in response to Frost's cries of pain and the sudden sharp movements of the helicopter spinning out of control. But when The Joker turned to them with an almost look of amusement despite his irritation, their fears subsided.
"This bird is baked."He remarked almost in awe at the beautiful sight.
He spoke, as usual, without fear or nervousness and his almost blasé tone made the girls—especially Erela—feel at ease and, reacting to him being composed, they felt the tension leave their bodies.
"Okay, okay, okay..."
Gripping the handle on the roof that helped keep his balance, The Joker kept his balance, free arm wrapped around Harley and Erela who were using him to keep themselves on their feet.
"Okay, honey, it's just us."He drawled to them, leaning down to look into their eyes.
Harley and Erela shuffled impossibly closer with eager croons, nestling against The Joker. They eagerly smiled up at him, not a trace of hesitation on their features.
"Let's do it!"
It was them against the world.
The triad beamed at each-other before, all of a sudden, the helicopter went off to the side, making them lose their balance.
The girls reached out to grab each other's hands as The Joker fell backwards into the helicopter. She felt Harley's fingers graze her neck as she tried to hold on them something coldness, followed by her loud protests. It sharply rocked again, making Harley fall, too, and as Erela reached out to grab their outstretched hands, she lost her footing.
"Harley!"
She screamed, hands reaching up to try and hold onto something, anything that could keep her inside the helicopter.
Harley's eyes glassed over, fingers itching to touch Erela's."ANGEL!"
The Joker and Harley shouted after her, quickly getting onto the knees and scrambling to the sides, their arms extending for her to clasp. But it was too late, Erela was out of reach and already falling through the air. She could hear Harley's screams chiming in with her own and then a weight on her chest.
"Sweet-"Erela was unable to finish calling for The Joker as she was suddenly overwhelmed by the sharp, intakes of she was starting to inhale, and it hurt.
For a far too brief second, Erela met The Joker's gaze as he leaned down as far as he could, the flames blazing behind him drowning out him calling for her. The weight pushing down on her chest became heavier, and her screams quickly turned into desperate whimpers.
"No. No."The Joker's eyes went wide in horror as he let out a loud, desperate growl, arm still stretching down in a desperate attempt somehow catch her."NO."
Erela still tried to scream and reach for them as she fell through the air, her throat dry as she suddenly found it difficult to breathe. The brunette tumbled as she hit another rooftop, scraping her knees but she quickly regained her footing and ran towards the helicopter, hoping that she could make it in time.
She, as usual, was too slow.
"NO!"
Her eyes went wide as the helicopter went down and smashed into another building, blowing up into flames in less than a second later. Erela watched on, helpless and completely horrified as the fire grew, the view knocking the wind out of her.
It all happened so fast. Less than a minute before the three had been smiling, but now only she was standing and heartbroken.
"No, no, no."
Erela's vision became blurry, the sounds of her own sobs drowning out her strained screams and she could no longer her keep herself upright. Erela's screams faded into the night air as she let out a heartbreaking sob, hand covering her mouth.
She'd been too late.
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