Author's Note: I apologize for taking so long. I encountered Writers Block, but The Taco triumphed over it to bring you Chapter 9! Enjoy!


Introduction to an End

Chapter 9

A Chat

I will be ready… Batman thought, as he looked over Gotham, high up from the ground, he stood atop a building. Ever since Harley's escape he has been doubling patrols and keeping more alert than he needs to be. After Harley's "disasters" criminals have been swarming back into the city. He had since caught dozens of purse snatchers, liquor store robbers, and some clown goons tampering with billboards and street signs, they were only causing random acts of vandalism.

It has to be a distraction from something bigger… Batman thought, jumping off the building.


"Mr. Mayor what do you plan on doing about the recent jump in criminal activity?"

"Mr. Mayor what do you know about this Harley Quinn?"

"Mr. Mayor!"

"Mr. Mayor!"

"Mr. Mayor!"

Dozens of reporters charged in as the mayor left his car. The flashes of cameras at every angle blinded him as he stood up out of the car. His assistant quickly followed him out.

"They weren't anything like this a few days ago!" the mayor yelled to his assistant.

"Heh, nothing interesting then, except a kitten opening a jar of peanut butter!" his assistant yelled back. The mayor chuckled as he and his assistant, rammed through the reporters, trying to get to City Hall, but were quickly stopped by a large red box atop the stairs. A large black smile was carved into it…


Gotham was buried in a deep morning fog. But people were oblivious to this, as they watched a man dressed in bombing suit, crouched over the red box in front of City Hall. The man didn't know what to do, he had opened the box only to find a small mechanism that only took up an eighth of the box, the rest had, literally, hundreds of wires leading in every direction. All of them were connected to the mechanism, but some of the wires lead to nothing that had to deal with the bomb.

The Dark Knight stood watching the man and the people surrounding City Hall. Their curiosity perked up to see what was going on. The Dark Knight curiosity too, had got the better of him, he knew this wasn't something to ignore.

The man looked at the wires, until he noticed something, there was exactly one, only one, black wire. He pulled out some pliers and wrapped them around the wire.

This is your life? You know that? The man thought to himself. He pulled the pliers back. But quickly came back up and cut the wire. The bomb beeped slowly at first, but gradually sped up. The man gasped and fell backwards, he scooted away from the bomb. The onlookers began to panic for the man. The bomb exploded, red goop erupted from it and spread wide landing on the man and the onlookers. Everyone panicked and began to run around in circles, they slapped at themselves as they thought they were melting.

The man tore off his helmet of his bomb suit and looked at the red goop in his hands, he licked it in curiosity.

"Corn Syrup?" he said confusingly.


The Dark Knight looked down at the panicking citizens. He knew they were fine, because he noticed none of them were dropping dead yet. He realized something; only one person out of the entire crowd did not panic. The person had on a fedora and a long trench coat covering their body. Their head was pointed down hiding their face. Batman immediately knew who it was. The person looked up and smiled directly at The Dark Knight. Harley took her hand wiped her finger on the shoulder of her trench coat and stuck it into her mouth. She closed her eyes and licked her lips.

"Mm," she said, shrugging in pleasure. Batman jumped off the building and began to glide over to her. She laughed, turned around and ran into the building; she had been standing in front of. Batman landed in the middle of the panicking crowd, he shoved through them, trying to get to the building.

It took a few seconds, but The Dark Knight finally made into the building. He saw Harley's hat and coat not too far away from him. He ran over to them and crouched over them. He picked them and looked at them.

"Hey! If you plan on catching me, you're doin' it wrong!" Harley yelled from high up from a circling stair case. "Better hurry or you might lose me!" she yelled and began running up the stairs, she stuck her head over the banister one more time, "Again!" she yelled, laughing and began running up the stairs once more.

Batman snarled and pulled out his grappling hook and shot it up as high it could go. It wrapped around the banister and immediately began to pull him up. Batman jumped over the banister and looked up.

Harley's head stuck up over the banister. She clapped, "Impressive!" she yelled down and began to run up again. Batman quickly followed her example and ran up the stairs. He reached the top without even breaking a sweat. Harley stood at the exit waiting.

"Don't follow me!" she said, wagging her finger and slamming the exit door shut.

Batman quickly ran through the door. He should have heeded Harley's warning. He tripped over the tiny barrier and began to fall of the building. He wasted no time in pulling out his grappling hook and shooting it up at the building. It wrapped around a water tower and immediately yanked him back up. He jumped on the building and looked around. Harley was gone.

Batman sighed in frustration and turned around. He didn't have time to react, two boots came out of nowhere and rammed into his face, causing him to fall onto his back. He quickly realized Harley standing a few feet away from him, with a large smile on her face. He quickly jumped to his feet, but Harley waved him down.

"Unh uh!" she said. Several gun clicks could be heard behind him. He turned his head to look, more than a dozen clown goons stood behind him, they held pistols, shotguns, and Uzi's in their hands, all pointed at his back. His lip curled into a snarl and his fists tightened.

"Whoa! Calm down now, all I wanna do is chat!" Harley said.

"Why should I talk with you? You're just like him…" he replied, with a strong tone.

Harley laughed, "Here's where you're wrong," she pointed out, "I'm a girl," the clown goons chuckled behind him.

"What's this about?" he interrupted.

"You're like a knife and a neck, straight to the point!"

"What… is… this… about...?" he said, raising his voice.

"Fine!" she said, disappointed, "I figured that we never met, so I decided to meet The Great Dark Knight!"

"I'm not so great… Haven't you heard? How I killed those people?"

"Are you kidding!" she said, spreading her arms wide, "First, you're way too good to for that! Why turn to crap things like that? Second, you don't use a gun! Even I know you're not killer. I know what a killer is and I know for a fact you're not one. Trust me I was a doctor."

"I know he told me."

"Really, what'd he say?" she said, perking up.

"He thought you were a crazy homicidal freak."

"Aw, shucks!" she said, twirling her hair with her finger and rocking her shoulders back and forth.

I'm not going to get her… not now… Batman thought. "Why do you do this?"

"Good question," she said, excitedly, "The world is a cruel, uncaring place, ran by chaos. The world doesn't have time for me. So why not help itself burn?"

"Just because it doesn't care about you?" he asked.

"Why should you?" she countered, with a large smile.

"Sometimes people should stand up to this chaos. To show that it does care. They shouldn't be consumed by it and join it in its own destruction."

Harley's smile disappeared, "Your wrong, it never cares! Example!" she said, her smile returning as she pointed to her left.

Batman looked as City Hall erupted in a massive explosion. He recoiled in shock.

"There are still people down there that need your help! You should do something! Bat Signal!" she yelled, throwing her hands up in a shape of a bat. Batman snarled and jumped off the building. Harley looked down at him, "Have fun," she whispered, turning around to leave.