Can Scar have a bit of normality? We shall see, see you all at the end, happy reading!

A Date With The King

"Alright boy I'll be back in a little bit, you just stay put and keep quiet...ok?" I knew that he wouldn't answer me but I couldn't leave him without a goodbye, I had gone so long without him that I didn't want to let him out of my sight. God you sound like a mom Scar.

I was going out for a while to look for something to wear for my "date" with J, should I even call it a date? A meeting between friends maybe, girls night out? I really thought that I would never have to see him again, hell I was planning to leave in a week anyway. I will admit that I am curious about the way he is outside of the asylum, is he as terrifying as the stories? Is his club the jewel of Gotham as everyone says it is? Did he really blow up the post office just because he didn't get his face on a stamp? I admit that I have been curious about him ever since I moved to Gotham. I knew coming in to Gotham that it had its reputation of being home to quite a few super criminals but apparently Joker was the worst of the worst, I'm not ashamed to admit that I did a fair bit of research on him when I got settled.

His debut was anything but small, and if I remember correctly he blew up the Gotham State Fair, it was the only thing that was talked about on the news for two weeks. At first they thought that it was a terrorist attack but then a clip played on the six o'clock news introducing himself as the Joker. I won't lie, I laughed at the jokes he cracked on television and cringed at his brutality.

I started to walk out the door and Tallon trailed behind me, "no boy, I've missed you too but you're gonna have to stay here." I kneeled down and grabbed his head and pressed a few kisses to his forehead. I received a lick on the cheek in return. "I love you buddy, now sit and stay, I'll be back later." He whimpered and looked at me with his head cocked to the side and his ears flattened to his head. "Don't look at me like that boy...I'll get you a treat while I'm out."

When I reached behind me to grab the doorknob, Phantom jumped up so his paws rested on my shoulders, it was his way of giving me a hug. I wrapped my arms around his body and gave him one final hug, "alright...now I really have to go buddy." I grabbed his paws and set him back down on the ground and practically ran out the door before he could lure me back in with his puppy dog eyes.

There was a store downtown that I planned on looking for an outfit in, it was one train ride away so I didn't bother to re-hotwire the car that I had previously used, not tonight anyway.

I had been to this particular store in the past a couple of times whenever I would finish a job. Nate and I would usually go out to celebrate and I would ocasionally have to get an outfit for the high end restuarant that he in mind. I really am gonna miss him.

"Excuse me miss, if you don't plan on buying something I'm going to have to ask you to leave." I was looking through a rack of dresses, I had been at the store for over an hour trying to find something that didn't look like modern art had thrown up all over it. However I understand why she would think that I was just passing the time in here, at the moment I looked like I had just crawled out of bed, my hair was in a half-assed bun, and my clothes consisted of black leggings and a hoodie that was two sizes too big. I had an excuse for my appearance though, my get together with J wasn't for another six hours, so I had plenty of time to make myself look presentable.

"Well I do plan on buying something but you know rushing me sure isn't helping me make my decision any faster."

She looked at me as though she had done nothing wrong, the epitome of innocence with malic hidden underneath, look lady I know retail sucks ass but don't be a bitch just because this store is on higher pedestal. "In that case miss, just let me know if you need any assistance."

"Oh I will thanks," my voice was more sugar coated than a Willy Wonka chocolate bar. She turned and walked away from me as fast as she could. Once she was out of sight I resumed my search, I had found one or two that were decent, but I wanted something more than just decent. Why am I worrying so much over an outfit, sure I always try to look decent when I go out but I shouldn't be putting this much effort into one night.

I pushed aside a hideous orange sleeveless dress with perhaps a bit too much force, I was getting frustrated with myself. Usually I never stay out this long shopping because I really was not that complicated of a person, but I just couldn't find the right thing. Yet I shouldn't be worrying about it being the right fucking thing.

As cliche as it sounds I finally found the right one, it was black, typical I know but you can never go wrong with a black dress. It was cut to mid thigh with long sleeves that had rips in them all the way to the shoulder. It looked so edgy and badass, it was practically love at first sight, I figured that my pair of floral lace tights and my black boots that were back at my old apartment would make the perfect outfit. That reminds me I really need to ask Nate if he can get my valuables out of there, the less I go there the better. I grabbed my size off of the rack and made my way to the fitting rooms.

When I got a room and locked the door I quickly stripped off my oversized hoodie and leggings. Looking in the full length mirror I could see that the scars that weren't that deep to begin with were now barely noticeable, most of my bruises were completely gone and the bags beneath my eyes could be easily covered up with makeup now. One thing that I did notice was the slight uneveness in my hair, oh well not everything can be perfect Harley, it won't throw me off too bad to go and get a quick trim anyway. I slipped the dress over my head, it took a little bit of time with the arms because of the holes in the sleeves.

Hot damn momma, I look good, the dress showed off my full hips and it wasn't too short to where the cheeks of my ass could be seen. I would need to wear a better bra than the one I have on right now, the girls weren't getting any help in this thing. Who would have thought it would only take a little over an hour to find the right dress. Carefully extracting the dress from my body, I finally looked at the price tag, I didn't want it to sway my decision in the beginning which is why I never looked, it was too pretty to be judged on price.

Jesus H. Christ these people must be out of their Goddamn minds $569!

It's not like I wasn't going to buy it I had plenty of money and I loved it to death, but that price was unbelievably ridiculous. I slung my bag over my shoulder and opened the door but immediately closed it, there were two cops outside at the checkout. Shit, shit, shit! Well there was no way in hell I was leaving without this dress, I quickly scanned the dress for a security tag and found one on the inside.

I ruffled through my purse and found my lighter and pocket knife, no I don't smoke but you never know when you might be in need of a flame. I ran the fire over the tip of the tag until a small flame stayed on it's own, I let it burn for a few seconds before blowing it out. I cut where the fire had been until the top popped off, I grabbed the bottom part and threw them both at the corner. Ripping the price tag off I threw it into the corner as well.

I shoved the the dress into my bag, I can just iron it when I stop by my apartment. I grabbed my gun out of my bag and stuffed it in the back of my pants just in case one decided to stop my hair up into a neater bun I shoved my overly large sunglasses on top of my head and calmly walked past the cops who were too busy flirting with the cashier to notice anything. Seriously how many dumb asses are getting through the police academy this day and age? I pushed my glasses down to cover my eyes once I reached the door.

Well what better time to go get a haircut then now?

I couldn't go to the person who usually does my hair now that she probably knew that I was a criminal. It's a shame though she always did such an amazing job, I remember that there was a place a couple of blocks down from this store so there shouldn't be any harm in going there, nobody pays that much attention to the news anyway.

When I walked into the shop there was one elderly man and a little girl with her mother, is it too much to ask that no one recognize me? I made my way to the desk and one of the stylists came over to help me.

"What can I do for you today?" Well obviously I need a haircut.

"I just need a trim." She gave me a forced smile that had probably been drilled in by numerous employee etiquette classes.

"It'll just be about five more minutes and then I'll be here to help you." I can live with five minutes. I went to sit down in one of the cheap leather chairs. When I went to reach for my phone out of habit I remembered that I couldn't use it, I had taken out the sim card and the battery. Shit! That's great, just another thing that I need to get.

Instead I grabbed my Ipod out of my bag and stuck one of the earbuds in my ear, I hit shuffle a few times untila decent tune came on, regardless of being a pit picky right now, I let it be. The single strand of dog hair on my jeans was astoundingly interesting due to lack of amusement in the quiet place. It's a bit strange, most hairstylists that I knew would be talking up a storm to their customer, these ladies were unusually silent. I saw one of them lean down to whisper into the old man's ear at one point, why the hell would she need to be so secretive?

In the distance I could hear the sound of police sirens, Arkham must have really drained my reading abilities this past month. The employees all dropped their styling tools and made a dash for the door, as did the few customers. I pulled my gun out of the back of my jeans before anyone could run out the door. "Alright...who called the fucking police, oh sorry forgot there was a kid…who called the freaking police?" The mom held her daughter to her chest. The rest were all silent with their hands held up in surrender, "I know somebody did it, so just let me know who and then I'll go."

One of the employees with a blonde bob and terrified expression pointed her finger at her co-worker, "it was Julie!" Well damn she was quick to sell out her friend.

"You bitch!" Julie looked extremely pissed off at the other girl, I pointed the gun at Julie and gestured for her to come forward with it.

When she was close enough I turned her around by the shoulder so that she faced the others and I pressed the gun to her temple. "The rest of you can go, just let the SWAT team know that I have her…" they wouldn't move at first, "go!"

They all scrambled out of the door, I pushed the gun against Julie's head a little bit harder, "be a dear and take me to the back door please." I dropped the gun from her head and pressed it to her back instead. She walked as quickly as she could and I kept up, we reached a door that led into an alleyway. Once I made sure that it was free of police I slammed the gun down onto the back of her head and she flopped to the ground.

I threw my hood over my head and ran to the ladder on the side of a building opposite to the shop that led to the upper levels. After a few minutes of climbing I reached the top of the structure, the gaps that separated the building were short enough to jump across which is exactly what I did. I jumped across maybe six or seven buildings before climbing back down into an empty alleyway.

Jesus Christ I just can't catch a break today, I decided to just stop by Walmart on my way back to get a temporary phone, I was officially done with the cops in this city.

I was once again pounced on when I walked through the motel door, Phantom just laid on top of me with a smug look on his face, this is what you get for leaving me, is what his face spoke of. "Were you a good boy? Huh...were you a good boy?" I asked while he contented himself with being pampered by belly rubs. I placed a kiss on the side of his face before standing up.

Shit! I knew I forgot something, I forgot to grab him something to eat while I was out. I checked out the time on the alarm clock on the bedside table. I still had four and a half hours before I had to be ready, I went into the bathroom and put a stopper in the sink and grabbed the water bottle that I had in my bag and poured it in. I whistled at Phantom and patted the counter so he knew that there was water in the sink. After he finished off the water I grabbed his leash beside the tv and attached it to his collar.

"Alright boy let's go on a quick trip." I quickly ran out the door so that no one would notice that I had a dog when they weren't allowed. We stopped at McDonalds and I grabbed a few burgers for him and a large fry for me. Once he ate and used the bathroom we made our way back to the motel.

I quickly set up the phone that I had gotten it was pretty much the same as the one I had last time so I could just slip my sim card in. My special tech made it so that nothing could ever be traced back to me or this phone. Scrolling through my contacts I clicked on Nates number and put it on speaker hoping that he would pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Nate it's me."

"Yeah I figured, what's going on? Everything ok?"

I'm one of those people that have to wander when talking to someone so I was currently pacing around the small room. "Yeah, no everything's fine. I just have a somewhat big favor to ask of you."

"Well I'm not doing anything so what do you need?"

"My hero…"

"I know." I'll admit I laughed at his input.

"Well right now I don't think it's a good idea for me to go back to my apartment, if I sent you over a list do you think you could get a couple things for me? I couldn't grab everything I wanted to the other night."

There was a brief pause before he spoke again, "you got the cops on your ass didn't you?"

"I needed a haircut really badly?"

"Jesus Scar! Really!?"

"It was an accident, I honestly wasn't expecting anyone to even know me!"

I could hear him let out a sigh on the other end, "Scar you don't understand that your face was plastered all over Gotham when you first got arrested. Anything dealing with Batman is big news and not only that you've got the people that you fucked over putting bounties on your head now. Gotham and its underbelly knows you now Scar, you've gotta be more careful." No comment.

"So will you do this for me Nate?"

"Of course I will you idiot, where are you staying right now?"

"Funny thing an idiot calling another by its name. I'm staying at that seedy Motel Six over on Irving, do you know it?" I know he at least had to have passed it a couple times.

"Isn't that practically a roach motel?"

"Don't say shit like that, it's just until the end of the week anyway."

"Alright, whatever, send over the list and I'll see ya soon."

"See ya soon." And on that note I could start getting ready. I quickly typed out my list and sent it over to Nate which got a reply of 'what you got a hot date?' I didn't want to tell him where I was actually going tonight so I just responded with 'ha I fucking wish XP.'

Nice response you fucking idiot.

Currently I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub shaving my legs with one towel on top of my head and the other around my body. Tallon was laying on the tile next to me taking a nap, he jerked in his sleep causing me to nick the skin next to my knee. Dammit Tallon, you're lucky I can't blame you for my stupidity. I wiped away the blood before continuing on, look at me shaving as though I'll get lucky tonight. No, no, no, you are not allowed to think about sex tonight, that's not what tonight is about, my brain really needs to shut the hell up, bad, bad thoughts are entering. Yet it's really funny, I didn't even know what tonight was about in all honesty.

I heard a ping come from my phone while I was on my left leg, patting my hand dry I grabbed my phone from the counter and saw a message from Nate. 'Which room?' I typed him back the room number and hurried to finish up the rest of my leg.

Once I was done I rinsed off any extra shaving cream and slipped on my underwear after drying off. There was a knock at the door and Tallon started growling but I quickly shushed him and went to let Nate in. He gave me a quick once over, I couldn't really blame him considering I was in just my underwear.

"You sure you don't have a hot date, I mean you shaved your legs. I don't even think you did that for me."

I grabbed the bag that he had over his shoulder so I could set it on the counter. "Ha ha very funny, I just have a few things to get squared away tonight and I had to be presentable." Not the whole truth but still somewhat true. Nate was playing with Tallon while I searched through making sure he got everything including the small box holding bad memories, they already have my katana, I don't need anything else from the League following me. I grabbed one of the emergency cash stashes that Nate brought back for me and turned around holding it out out for him to take, "here you go Nate. I really do appreciate everything you've done for me, there's about ten grand here, give or take. You can buy yourself something nice with it."

He took the cash with a smile, "you know you don't have to pay me right?"

"Yeah but I'm gonna do it anyway so just take it, I've got plenty." I didn't know what to do when he brought me in for hug, it had been a while since I last hugged someone. He reached down to grab my arms so that they wrapped around his waist. This feels nice, I need hugs more often. Nate didn't even let his hands wander, they just tightened around me, but it felt amazing. "I really am gonna miss you Nate."

"You won't miss me if you keep in touch Scar," you know I can't do that. He looked down at me and me up at him, I'm pretty sure that he leaned in for this kiss first but I had no problem reciprocating. I didn't remember the last time we kissed that well considering we were both drunk but I do remember him being a good kisser which was luckily still true. His hands cupped my face and gave it a gentle squeeze before letting me go. "I'm gonna miss you too Scar, stay safe." With that being said he left and I knew it deep down that, that would be the last time I would see him. I won't lie, it made sad, but I quickly shook it off and headed to the bathroom to finish getting ready.

I rubbed some lotion over the freshly shaven skin and across my arms as well. I didn't feel like putting on the dress just yet, so I guess that I was going to be applying my makeup in my underwear. My makeup was fairly simple just foundation, contour, eyebrows, and mascara. I didn't put any lipstick on just some lip balm for two reasons. One my lips were extremely dry, I guess Arkham didn't care enough about chapped lips, and two most of my lipstick colors were red, and that really didn't need any more explanation.

I took the towel off of my bed and gave my hair another quick run through so that I could run my fingers through the damp waves, I grabbed my split end serum and leave in conditioner to run through the ends of my hair once I was finished brushing it out.

Tallon woke up from his nap and laid his head in my lap while I sat on the bed painting my toes. Why am I even doing this, I'm wearing boots for Christ sake, no one will even see my toes.

I had Spotify playing in the background on my laptop while I was letting the polish dry. I flopped down on the bed, Tallon still rested on my thighs. "Do you think this is a smart idea boy?"

No response.

"Sure the guy isn't bad to look at, a bit pale if nothing else, but he's the Joker. The man is certifiably insane, but he could have killed me anytime he wanted to at the asylum, he didn't though."

No response.

"But just think about it, how many people get an invite to the king's castle from the king himself? Of course no sane person would want to be anywhere near him, but at the same time no one ever said I was sane. I'm telling you boy that place screwed with my brain. If I had any sanity left you and I would have left by now. Oh that reminds me, where do you want to go?"

No response.

"We could always go to Canada, I doubt anyone would look for us there. I don't know though people might accidentally mistake you for a wolf up there, same for Alaska. Maybe Ireland, go back to your roots, that could be nice. England or Paris would be good too, not in the city though, maybe somewhere out in the country. I have enough for us to live a good life boy, I just don't know if I would be content to stay at home, I love my job, I'm damn good at it too. I don't know right now, but we'll figure it out, I promise."

No response.

I patted his head before sitting up, "good talk boy." He raised himself off of my thighs so I could finish getting ready, I grabbed my dress that I had hanging in the closet. I laid it across the back of the chair before going to my suitcase to grab the black lace tights that Nate brought for me. I slipped them on over my legs, careful not to rip the lace, they had been pretty sturdy so far but I would rather not have today be the day that they decide to up and rip.

My dress was put on in the most ungraceful manner possible, I had to keep the material away from my face as best as I could. Once everything was in order I slipped my feet into my ankle high boots. I placed my feet on top of the desk so I could lace them up. When I was back on my two feet I adjusted the dress back to its original state.

I stood where I was that way I could look through the opened bathroom door and into the mirror, nice, very nice. Looking over at the clock I saw that I had around one and a half hours left, how much does J care about punctuality? He looks like the kind of guy that was always late to pick up dates, probably always late to class as well.

My hair was now mostly dry so I went ahead and plugged in my straightener, I grabbed my brush to run it through my hair again while I switched over to my movie soundtrack playlist on Spotify.

Flipping my brush in my hand I decided that it was now karaoke time, I slowly walked over to Tallon. "I feel her breath on my face, her body close to me, can't look in her eyes, she's out of my league. Just a fool to believe I am anything she needs, she's like the wind." I ran my hand down the side of his face and he just looked at me like I was insane, "you better enjoy my serenade boy, it won't happen all the time."

I went back to using my brush for it's intended purposes once I heard my straightener beep, signaling that it was at it's set temperature. I continued to lip sync the words while I sectioned off my hair and sprayed it with heat protectant. I decided to incorporate a few waves into my hair, they would be very subtle so I wouldn't like a doll with too tight curls. The process took me around forty-five minutes not including the pauses for song changes that I took.

When I was done I had almost a half hour until J was supposed to come pick me up, I went ahead and brushed my teeth and reapplied my chap stick. Now I was just patiently waiting, well I was waiting and feeding Phantom bits of an extra hamburger that I got for him from McDonald's.

Once I went to browse for a bit on the internet I heard a pounding on the door.

I closed my laptop and went to open the door, I had to take a deep breath before turning the knob, why the hell am I so nervous, wait, no, no I'm not nervous, I don't get nervous. Nervous is not in my vocabulary. I turned the knob but it wasn't J that was standing there, did I really expect anything else though, like the king of Gotham would pick someone up from a dingy motel. Instead it was a big beefy man with a buzz cut and scar across his jaw. Who the hell are you working for, the president of the United States?

"I'm here to collect you for the boss." Collect?

"You may want to pick a different choice of words before I decide to let you go home empty handed."

He let out a huff of annoyance before responding, "I'm here to pick you up to escort you to the Joker."

I gave him a sickly sweet smile, "much better muscle man, just give me one minute." I turned away from him to grab my motel key, phone, gun and over the shoulder bag. Phantom was sitting by the desk growling at the secret service man, I pet the top of his head before kissing it. Not wanting a repeat of this morning I just said be good boy and left. When I turned around after locking the door Joker's goon was already walking towards a very stylish car, I didn't know the model, but I didn't need to know that to know that it must have cost a pretty penny.

He opened the door for me, "aww such a gentlemen," he responded with a low grunt, damn with a boss named Joker you would think his goons would have a better sense of humor. Hopping into the back seat I waited for him to take me to wherever it was that we were going. Five bucks says it's his club.

Once the goon got in the front seat and took off to God knows where I decided to strike up a conversation. "So how long have you been working for the Joker?" I didn't feel that it would be appropriate to call J by his nickname, might make his henchman think he's gone soft. He didn't answer back though, must be the silent and brooding type.

"You do know that if I don't receive an answer I will just annoy the hell out of you right?" Still no responce, "if you're not going to answer than can you at least turn on the radio?" Nothing, "you've left me no choice, are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we…" He slammed down on the power button for the radio and some rock station came on playing a Three Days Grace song. "Much appreciated," I cringed at my own self for having a southern tone come out on that phrase.

He let out a low growl of annoyance, I was content in the backseat, it even had seat warmers so I was nice and toasty. I figured that I would leave the man be for the rest of the ride, which only lasted about ten maybe fifteen minutes, and what do you know, our destination was Fun House.

I could hear the music blaring from the three story building, at the front entrance there was a line that ended somewhere near the end of the building on the other side of the club. Do people know who owns this club or do they just not care? Mr Silence got out of the driver's seat and came to open the door for me, "follow me," he said once he helped me out of the car.

Okay then, if you were going for cryptic you have definitely achieved that level. "Lead the way mon capitaine." Instead of going through the front door like I originally thought that we would he led me to the alley on the side of the club and to a back door. I was surprised that there weren't any people trying to get into the club this way.

Sir Grumpy, I really need to figure out his name at some point, Sir Grumpy held open the door after pulling out a key from the inside of jacket pocket. "This way," he must be an expert at two sentence conversations. I walked through the door and the music got even louder, I could hear the whooping from the crowd in the other room. I felt a hand at my elbow that brought me to a staircase, I gripped the railing while we made our way to the third floor.

He opened the door at the the top of the staircase and gestured for me to go inside, "last door on the right." I just nodded my head considering I had no words at this moment. The nerves that had laid dormant were now present in abundance. Get a grip you idiot, he is just a guy, correction psychopathic killer, but still a guy. You won't even see him again by the end of the week, you'll be out of Gotham away from all of this shit and he won't even matter than. It's just one night that you have to get through, one night, that's it.

I took deep breaths the entire length of the hallway, once I reached the door I raised my hand but stopped myself, am I supposed to knock, or just open the door? Would he get pissed if I just barged in, would he be even more pissed if I made him come answer the door? I am feeling very conflicted right now, maybe I should just go home. Would I be signing my death certificate if I were to leave. Jesus Christ just open the damn door you idiot!

The decision was made for me when the door swung open and I was greeted by an impeccably dresses green haired maniac.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes doll."

The plot thickens like a nice tomato sauce. Please let me know how you all are enjoying the story and it's changes. As always if you have any questions please don't hesitate to message me. Happy reading!