Need A Good Zookeeper?

New York City

Waking with blurred vision, a local crime boss named Carlos, he is in for quite the shock. Hayley Quinn sings to herself, messing with something on her workbench. Carlos was in some kind shed in god knows where. "Okay so...this, fucking thing, goes on here...and this...fucking thing, goes here..." Hayley was talking to herself, she was pretty invested in whatever she was working on. "There good as new." She said. Hayley eventually noticed her friend was awake.

As Carlos lifted his head, it was quickly shoved back down. "No-no motherfucker keep your shit down yeah...haha...hello Carlos...nice to see you." Hayley smiled, moving to the other side of the workbench. "Take a look at my Spidey doll you like it hmm...hahaha!" Hayley lifted her little doll, speaking in a high pitch voice, playing the role a little Spidey. "Hello friend hee, you're going to die..." Hayley's smiled quickly turned a hard frown. "What, what's wrong Carlos you don't like my gift for you hmm, you don't like my little doll, FUCK YOU!" Hayley slammed down on the bench.

"Ahh it's okay, it's okay I'm gonna chill, I'm gonna relax cause listen right. The thing is, motherfucker, your organisation...belongs to me now yeah. Thing is...I need it. And-and, do you wanna know why, why I need this hmm...it's because, right everywhere I look, all this little fucks, everywhere I look. Thinking, their fucking hard core, thinking, they have what it takes yeah to be the man. You know, why that is, Carlos, it's because of a lack of a chain of command friend. These fuckers in New York...they, don't get, what makes Gotham so great. See. There is an order, a food chain you following. This city has no chain, IT PISSES ME OFF CARLOS...See, see these fucks in New York, their, their like monkeys all throwing their shit at each other. And, and friend...Carlos..." Hayley leaned towards him, bending over, punching the concrete floor, cracking it into pieces. "All they need...is the right Zookeeper..."

"Ha hey you know what I...ha I just realize I punched the floor...that is funny I...I didn't mean to do that. I know, it's amazing what one bite, can do to a bitch yeah...hahaha..." Hayley's speech finally ended. Carlos couldn't speak, he just, was frozen. He noticed he was trapped inside some kind of, web. "Dude like, I mean it's amazing what technology can do right. I mean these web shooter they...well...you can figure out what they do yeah...anyway, anyway, I'm gonna stop, I'm gonna stop talking cause hey...it's not like I'm fucking crazy. Me, and my little Spidey doll...where gonna put you out of your misery. Good talk though yeah. Hahaha, well, tah-tah Carlos, bye now. Time for you to die hahahahahaha, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hayley took from the shed.

Once in a safe distance, Hayley pressed the triggered to her little bomb. The Spidey bomb is you will. The doll lit up like Christmas, and that was the end of Carlos. Hayley Quinn owned New York City, brick by brick, it was gonna be hers. Especially with these new powers. She was unstoppable. The Joker handed her these great powers, and she planned on using to rule the world, like a Supervillain should. Like Hayley always thought. With Great Power, Comes Great Power.

Meanwhile

"Harley Quinn-Parker, calls herself, The Spider, people that know her call her Spidey-Quinn, sounds like a terrible ship name if you ask me. Subject has shown incredible feats of strength in such a short time being active. Parker displays all the attributes of her male counterpart, all though one would argue Harley proves to be even stronger than him due to her, more matured body, after all she has gone through puberty unlike the other one."

"Harley has been shown capable of holding a Antonov An-225 in place preventing it from taking off, the 225 of course being the largest commercial planes in existence. The Antonov An-225's engines apply approximately 44,000 lb of thrust in order to allow the plane to take off. She held the tale end of the plane people, stopping it from beginning it's take off. That's easily 22 tons of thrust she's keeping in place so gleefully. Why she decided to do this in the first place I have no idea. Maybe she just enjoys fucking with airport security."

"But strength isn't everything and well, good thing that isn't all she has going for her cause not only is Mrs Parker incredible powerful, but she's also extremely fast. To put in into perspective the worlds fastest car moves at about 270.49 miles per hour. But Harley Quinn-Parker, oh, about, 356, miles per hour. Let me see ahh oh, here's a fun fact. The Empire State Building is about, 1453 feet tall, yeah Harley can jump at least half that height, maybe more than half. So if you really are planning on going up against Parker. Just putting her top strength and speed records together, if you were to be punched in the face by Harley with full force, your head would literally explode. And don't worry, her fist would be moving so fast you wouldn't even see it coming. Even Harley punching you with half the force, would do just the same damage. She was dangerous before the powers, do you really wanna take her own now?" Felicity asked arms crossed in disappointment.

"Umm, yeah?" Oliver replied being a sarcastic asshole, as always. "Felicity, Peter is in trouble. I'm not going to stand back and watch that woman, poison his mind. With what she can do now, she's dangerous. She is a real, threat. If no one else is going to stop her, I will." Oliver explained almost fully suited up.

"When you fight her it literally looks like you're standing still, for her point of view. Peter, told me that awhile ago. About his powers, not hers cause she didn't have powers or no him back then I'm just assuming it's the same with both cause, I'll stop." Felicity was nervous, she got, weird when she was nervous. "Look, are you, sure you can handle this?" Felicity asked one last time. Before she knew it. In came the back up. Thea, Black Cannery, White Cannery, Captain Cold, Heatwave, Diggle, Atom, Firestorm, That guy that looks like Captain America but isn't Captain America, he even had the shield at one point I think like what the fuck is this. Oliver's back up was all set and ready take down Harley once and for all.

"Trust us Felicity, we, can handle this." Black Cannery assured her, a smile on her face.

Four Hours Later

New York City

Harley's New Funhouse

Everybody on the team was laid out. Unconscious, damn near dead, especially that Captain America guy, Harley really hates cosplayers. Harley barely even broke a sweat with these dudes. "Oliver, Oliver are you there?" Felicity was desperate to her his voice, she needed to know he wasn't dead.

"Oh um, hello, this Harle-I-I mean, The Spider, who's this?" She asked scanning over her work. These guys really got, ffffucked up.

"Where's Oliver?" Felicity asked almost afraid to hear the answer.

"He's dead...nah I'm just kidding he's fine...I'm on your side lady...me, my Puddin, and Thor and gonna head to Shield and explain this magic hammer time thing I can do." She explained getting a little sick of people attacking her. "Look give me two days, we'll clear this whole thing up..." Harley suggested, spider sense going crazy. "Hold that thought Felicity..." Harley said.

"How do know my nam-" Harley hung before Smoke could finish. Jumping into the air, Harley flipped right over her brand spanking new attacker. Landing on her feet like it was the easiest thing in world, even Barry was impressed.

"FLASHER, I'M SUCH A HUGH FAN!" Harley announced joyful and free, which is not you would usually see in a fighting situation.

"Barry, is that you?" Felicity asked.

"Yeah it's me Felicity. Don't worry I'll handle it." Barry assured her.

"Barry huh...nice name ha..." Harley said with not a care in the world.

"Ah does she still have Oliver's com system?" Felicity asked.

"So Green Arrows name is Oliver that's good to know that really narrows the search down. Surly the playboy billionaire who was stranded on an island for five years and was pressured dead and came back and is from Star City and his name is Oliver Queen couldn't be The Green Arrow." Harley scratched her head.

"I'm just gonna stop talking..." Felicity said to herself aloud.

Before Harley knew it. Kid Flash, Jesse Quick, Vibe, Killer Frost, the whole team was here to back Barry up. "Your out numbered Quinn. Just give up now. And you won't be hurt." Barry offered with a smug smiled.

"I was before and well. Just look." Harley replied admiring her handy work.

Everything was going like always, Team Flash takes on a Meta, they stop them. But friends, this is were the story, takes a pretty fucked up turn. Cisco started getting these, weird vibes, vibes that, felt so different. His death. "Guys I-" Before Cisco could finished.

BOOM!

A massive, green energy like explosion rocked the building. Even Harley was caught in the blast.

"Barry, Barry..." Felicity was now completely freaking out.

Several Minutes Later

Harley started regaining consciousness. She was trapped under an obscene amount of destroyed building, she was trapped, too weak to use her super strength. What the hell was that explosion. "Barry. Oliver. Guys can you hear me!" Felicity was still screaming through that earpiece.

BANG!

Hayley Quinn blew Thea Queens brains out. The psycho slowly walked across the carnage. Picking at the scraps like a rapid dog.

BANG!

Kid Flash, dead. "Hahaha, you motherfuckers. Come to my city hmm. Try and take my kills. Try and take my Harley..." Hayley was talking to herself, whispering.

"FUCK YOU!"

BANG, BANG!

Jesse Quick, John Diggle, both gone, dead. "It's okay, it's okay...I'm gonna relax okay. It's cool. It's cool guys...because you know what I made a new friend...yeah. A New York native, a rich white boy, and...he's got a loooot of money yup yup. Lot's of it-haha..." Hayley pointed her gun.

BANG!

Black Cannery, dead. Followed by.

BANG!

White Cannery.

As Harley watched her pick them off one by one. It was like, it was like watching herself, murdering all these, heroes. Real heroes. It was like watching herself. It made her angry. She tried so desperately to get back so amount of strength. She was trying so hard.

CRUNCH!

Hayley punched The Atom square in the face. With all her power, his head it. It exploded, helmet and all.

"NAHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNN!" Harley screamed, trying to escape, feeling dust and water spilling onto her head.

BANG!

Firestorm was dead.

Harley started lifting, with all her strength. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Harley tried her absolute best.

BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!

Captain Cold, Heatwave, Captain American guy, Killer Frost. Dead, Dead, Dead. Dead.

Harley was almost there, she was almost there. Until.

BANG!

Hayley shot her counterpart straight in the leg, bringing her back down.

"STAY THE FUCK DOWN, YOU WILL GET UP. And I say." Hayley ordered.

BANG!

No more Cisco.

"Oliver, please can you hear me..." Felicity was crying on the other end of the com system.

BANG!

Oliver Queen, is dead.

"STOP!" Harley screamed as blood split out of her mouth.

BANG!

Barry Allen, dead. Their all dead.

Once the massacre was over. Hayley, pulled her sister, if you will, out of her concrete hell. Rolling her onto her back. Harley's vision blurred in and out. She saw Hayley standing over her. A cute smile on her face. She bent down, getting face to face with Harley. "You know what this city needs...a good Zookeeper..." Hayley smiled. Laughing like her Puddin. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hayley kicked her sister square in the face. Even for a super powered being, that fucking hurt.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Before Hayley could finish with her murder spree. Lightning came knocking at her door. The Avengers crashed the party. Spider-Man swung in, ripping his mask off in horror at what he was seeing. Thor chased after Hayley Quinn as she tried to escape. Once Hayley and Thor were gone. The rest of Avengers asset the fatalities. So much blood. So much death. Peter walked slowly towards his wife. She was sobbing on the floor, unable to cope with the trauma. The gilt. These people were all dead, because of her.

Captain America found an open com on one of the bodies. He put it on. The first thing he heard was a sobbing girl. "Is anyone there?" Felicity pleaded. Making Steve, angry. They should have been here. They should have stopped this. So many dead heroes.

Harley stood back to her feet. "Harley, are you okay?" Peter asked, afraid for her, well, sanity.

Harley looked right into her husbands eyes. Rage filled hers.

"I am going to kill, that bitch...watch me..."

To Be Continued

I apologize to anyone who was a fan of those charachters. I love The Flash, he's one of my favs. So I feel the pain. Just know. I don't have anything against them. People just needed to die. And The CW DC Show characters seemed like veey unexpected fatalities. Sorry. I'm not really sorry. But I am.