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Nightshade marched towards his stolen car with a determined look set on his face. And were do you think you're going? Batman asked landing in front of him.

Where the hell do you think I'm going? He asked walking by.

Batman held out an arm stopping the fuming man. And what then? Chances are she isn't even at home right now. First we have to find out who this Master of hers is then we deal with helping Harley. Batman said.

You go and do what you want but I'm going after Harley. He said pushing Batman's arm out of his way.

If you go what do you think her master will do to her? Batman asked.

What do you think he's doing to her now? Remember what she told you about her bruises? I know some she got for fighting us but maybe there are more and those may have came from him! Nightshade retorted.

Batman gritted his teeth the plant man was right about that. He'll put her through even more pain if you go, we first have to figure out whatever it is that has Harley obeying this man's every command. Think about it, if you went after her and found her don't you think her master will have her kill you? He asked.

Nightshade froze in his steps after a moment of silence he turned back to Batman. So what do you propose we do? Batman didn't answer he only jumped into the Batjet. Hey where are you going? Nightshade asked.

I'm going to visit juvy." He said.

"Why?" Nightshade asked sounding more and more like his girlfriend.

"Harley was said to be in juvy when the Shadow first appeared, my guess is she was getting leave in the middle of the night. Someone has to know what happened to her. He said just before the top closed then he drove away. Nightshade huffed a frustrated breath of air before he got into his car then followed behind.

***

A single guard checked in on the sleeping residents of Gotham's Juvenile Correctional Facility. He opened the door to maximum security after distinguishing the butt of his cigarette. One more to go before break time. He mumbled to himself.

From the silent shadows a green elbow came down onto his neck he let out a grunt of pain as he slammed into the wall then fell onto unconscious.

You know you didn't have to do that. Batman said stepping over the fallen man heading towards the maximum security wing.

I needed to let out some anger. We have about five to six minutes before someone notices the guard's out. Nightshade said looking into the cells.

They checked cell to cell looking for the slightest bit of evidence or one wake person who knew what had happened so many months before. Hey you. A voice called out to Nightshade. What are you doing here? Come to bust me out? Asked a large man no teenager.

I'm trying to figure out something. Do you know a young woman named Harley Jest? Nightshade asked.

Yeah she was in the cell right over there. Willie said pointing to the empty cell room across the hall. She kept me company for awhile until she got out.

Still no visitors uh? Batman asked walking towards the two.

Willies eyes grew large when he saw the dark knight. Batman, I don't know what the hell these people are doing here but I know it isn't legal! Willie shouted from his cell window.

Who's he? Nightshade asked jerking his thumb towards the shouting man.

Willie Watt a telekinetic thanks to some electronic feedback from a GOLEM.

Bats what kind of an operation is these people running? Willie asked.

Tell us what happened to Jest while she was here. Batman demanded ignoring Willies questions.

As I was telling the green guy here when she came she was raising hell. I mean she was screaming, kicking, fighting, and everything. They say she knocked out a few of the guards on the way in. Willie said smiling with admiration. They had to sedate her to get her into her cell.

Nightshade asked.

Yeah. You don't know how many times she started an entire prison breakout, we almost made it out if it weren't for some snitch! Ha Harli got him back for that one. But when we were stuck in our cells we talked. Though I wish we could have done more.

That's my girlfriend you're talking about! Nightshade sneered stepping closer to the door.

Oh so your her Red. She talked a lot about you rescuing her or some stuff like that.

What were you ranting about earlier? Batman asked.

Yeah, I was just coming to that. After awhile Harli starts getting visits from her mom and some guy. Then one day the guy just goes in alone and all hell breaks loose in that room. Both of our doors were closed and I could still hear her biting the guy's head off in here. After about twenty minutes the guy would leave her all beat up and bloody. Then he started coming at night and would take her out of the place just to return sometime around sunrise. She looked like hell then, like she had been pushed beyond her limit or something. This went on for about a week and after a few days Harley stopped screaming at the man when he came and started screaming for someone to help her. Next thing I know the girl's tame but the guy kept taking her out during the night.

Nightshade's eyes were wide with anger and disgust. Did she tell you what had happened to her when she was out of her cell?

Willie shook his head from side to side. No, something was wrong with her that much I know. Each time she started to say something about it she got sick or something. She stopped talking about it all together and if I tried to bring it up she would change the subject quickly.

You said she was sick. What kind of sickness? Batman asked.

Bad headaches. They say she got it from exposure to some sort of plant for her boy-toy here or something like that.

Nightshade frown as he stared blankly at the wall. I don't get it. Harley's too strong from someone to just enslave her with abuse. It has to be something else.

From down the hall they could hear the sound of feet approaching. Time to go. Nightshade said running in the opposite direction while Batman merely switched his Batsuit to camo-mode then followed suit.

A guard ran in. Watt who are you talking to? He asked.

Watt humphed. Batman and some plant freak. He said going back to bed.

***

Outside the dark night sky was slowly letting up brightening with mild colors of pinks and purples. Nightshade sat on the hood of his car racking his mind over the new information. I don't get it, this can't be right none of this is making any sense. He said pulling on his red hair. Harley's too strong, she can withstand any physical punishment and she can ride out most pain, she hates taking medicine so headaches are a laugh for her. She practically immune to everything! This isn't adding up right! He shouted slamming his fist on the hood.

Batman walked back to the Batjet. Go home. You can't do anything for her in the day when everyone's around. Batman said. "Beside you look like you could use some rest.

"Yeah." Nightshade said waving him away.

***

In the hidden Batcave underneath the isolated Wayne Manor, Batman stood behind Bruce Wayne as he explained his theory on the subject. Marionette burglary by way of complex. Bruce said.

Of what? Batman asked with his voice no longer deep but that of Terry McGinnis.

Harley has developed a complex or in better words they made her develop psychosis. For instance some parents tells children how wrong and disgusting a habit might be, like biting nails, chewing on their hair, wetting themselves if they haven't fully developed balder control. In time the child will believe in their parents words finding their old habits immoral and unacceptable.

That's impossible. Terry said removing his mask.

I'll give you fifty units if you urinate on yourself right now. Bruce said.

No! I'm not going to do that! Terry shouted.

You see. Harley's complex is to obey Vanderburg and her Master. But it seems Harley's complex was planted even deeper into her subconscious.

That she will obey even when she isn't fully awake so to speak. Terry said. But it was like she was hypnotized, you should have seen her eyes they were...lifeless.

That's how good this Master of hers is. Said Bruce.

Full and total obedience. What could he have done to her that would make her do that?

Bruce turned entwining his fingers on his cane. Most likely tap into her fears and use it against her.

Harley's one of those fearless types, the least bit modest. Terry said.

Then it must be pain or the provision of relief from pain. Bruce said. Have you noticed anything different or troubled about Harley?

No. No wait she's been suffering chronic headaches. But she takes medicine for that.

Did she suffer constant headaches before?

No, not that I knew of. Nightshade says she doesnt care much for medication so usually she just suffered through it. Terry said.

Bruce frowned. He must have broken her down with something mental, like a bad experience. Bruce said.

Terry shouldered his bag as he headed out the door. Gotta go, I'll ask Max what she has. Terry said running out the door.

***

In the crowed halls of Hamilton Hill high school Terry made his way to his locker grateful that the day was Friday and school was finally ending for the week. Moments before his English teacher had scolded him for falling asleep in class again. Man I need a nap. He yawned. He looked to his right to see Harley dancing in the hallway with her friends as if she didn't stay up half the night battling against her formal boyfriend and the dark knight.

Max ran to Terry with a sheet of paper held tightly in her hand. I am the best! She laughed as she stopped before him.

Everyone knows that from your GPA. So what is it you're the best at today? Terry asked the need of sleep leaving him.

I've got what you wanted Ter. I did all little research on Vanderburg like you asked, comes to find out no Jonas Vanderburg exist.

Terry asked. So who's the man certified as Harley's doctor?

The guy's real name is Jonas Luminous. Max said handing Terry the paper.

Why would he change his name? Terry asked reading everything over.

That's easy, he didn't want anyone to know about the bit of work he did awhile back. It seems Luminous did a little work for David Wheeler. Does that name ring a bell? Max asked.

Wheeler as in David Wheeler's Ranch? Terry asked looking down at the bio.

One in the same. He worked as research and development director. He personally helped to develop the ISO Wheeler used. And rumor has it that he was developing a new method even better than ISO involving medication or something. Many of his associates didn't agree with his methods, they said it was nothing more than medicanal brainwashing. Max said.

Terry looked up at Max with wide eyes. That's it! He exclaimed kissing Max on the cheek. Beefy Dan's on me. Terry said as he folded the print out and placed it in his pocket.

I knew that would make your day. Max laughed as he ran off.

***

Nightshade sat in the kitchen of his apartment captivated by boredom and his own racing thoughts. The Shadow is Harley and Harley is the Shadow! Damn it why didn't I see this earlier? Her riddles, her games were all pointing this out! Damn it Harl what happened to you? He asked no one. Erik stopped nibbling on his chew toy at the mention of his mistress's name.

At his left the telephone rang. Nightshade answered wondering who would be calling him if not his or Harley's employers.

A smooth voice said over the other end of the line.

End of Chappie
Cliffhanger.... Bad demoness no?