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Smiles; Hey everyone hope you all didn't have to wait too long. Oh right um still it hasn't been that long. Anyway a few things happened and Jester needed a break for some stuff. So I had to wait for him to come back to do anything serious. So yeah lets see if anyone left a comment... Tyler Darkside oh this is a surprise someone is returning to read our new stuff. Thanks for that not mainly of our old readers have returned after Scattered Journey. Even after we posted the sequel story Eternal Legacy. Hey Darkside if you haven't read that yet. Pop over into our profile to give it a read. Also check out our other works and our collaborations with Fro Ninja and NeonPartyDude. A bit of advice NeonParty's lemons can be a bit strange if you not use to going to some strange places for porn. Anyway lets get things started! Fanfic states all set READY GO!
Poison Ivy's View
I can't believe it. I'm shaking with anger and sadness all at once because of what Frost is telling me. Deadshot killed Harl's and Frost had to run with only destroy the production plant. She hadn't managed to get any data from the computers because Deadshot shot her compact. So not only don't we have the location of the main labs. I've lost my closest and dearest friend. And from time to time as Harley would call it fun time playmate. Wiping the tears from my eyes Livewire is close to frying her cellphone in the three-way call. Cheetah "I'm closest to Frost I'll bring her home Ivy. Then we'll make sure to get that bastard for what he did." Livewire "He's going to deep fry him!" I agree ending the call. Leaning into my leaf pedal bed my lovely Venus flytrap can feel my sadness. Petting her I try to reassure her that I'm ok. But I really don't feel well and more tears drift down my face. Some of my babies even release nectar from their pedals. We're all crying for losing Harls.
Third person's View
Right now Harley is bored she and Pascal. Or as she knows him as Hollow are drifting along the oceans waters. Harley having no cellphone reception can't call anyone. Also the face that her phone got wet is another reason she can't use it. Pascal simply sits at his spot in the front of the small boat. As he looks out into the empty dark waters Harley shifts numerous times. She really hates not having anything or anyone to entertain her. Harley shouts, "Argh I'm so bored! Hey when are we getting to where ever you're going?" Pascal "I don't know Ms. Harley. But I do know that time isn't something for the rash. And can't be rush." Harley "Huh?" Pascal smiles over his shoulder "Simply put those who rush things won't fully experience what they pass by. Anyway Ms. Harley why not look out to the waters and see what passes you by." Harley huffs and rests her chin on her hands. In the sparking waters of the night Harley would kill just to see a TV screen. She'd even settle to watch the Riddler's crazy question and answer show.
Harley "So Sharpteeth how many more villains do you have to kill before you can get you big dark castle?" Pascal "Don't know for sure. But I do know that'll be big and important. I've read all the history for the worlds villains both big and small. Even crime bosses that don't dress up like yourself Ms. Harley. In terms of tragic or sad Ms. Harley I believe yours is one of the top twelve." Harley glares felling an itch to swing her mallet at his head. Harley "How do you know I'm some tragic victim. Maybe I like being a villain?" Pascal turns around completely to face Harley and smiles. Harley "I'm still not use to seeing your teeth. And don't even think about asking to licking my throat." Pascal "I wasn't Ms. Harley. But I'll tell you this your story is almost truly sad. However it's also filled with moments of courage. Mother leaves without a word causing your father to drink. You worry for him and get him straight before you leave for college. Only while away he risks his life saving another just as you did for him. The cycle continues even when we the conditions are different."
Harley feels the tears swell in the corners of her eyes. Remembering seeing her father then the young five year old her saved. Harley "You don't know nothing! So just shuddup or I'll make ya shuddup." Pascal "I was merely telling you what I've read and that still doesn't change the truth Ms. Harley. I can tell you want someone to finally release all your held back emotions. The stress of being the last of a line much like myself you feel alone in a shell. But as you others and their influences over us and the world itself has changed us. It's a painful sight to see another suffer and people walk by with little care. You care Ms. Harley but how much is still in your hands completely. Now then it will be light soon don't fret Ms. Harley by nightfall we will be on land. I will escort you to a safe place and we will go our separate ways." Pascal slips past Harley and ducks into the small boats cabin. Harley wonders if he has a tolerance for the sun or has been using the shadows as a means to avoid the sun for a short while. Either way Harley smiles she'll be able to get one of the Sisters of Helen to give her a ride home.
Harley knows for sure Red and the others are worried sick. Or that they assume the worse. But for most of the day she splash's water around the boat edge. Even using the end of her mallet as a steering stick and played with making small waves. Sitting in the small boat for hours on end feels like an eternity. Harley feeling sweating and tired slips into the small cabin for shade. Inside with his knees to his chest hanging from the cabins beam is Pascal. His head tucked away under his arms, as he remains still hanging upside down. Harley seeing his bare well almost bare body is shocked. The liquid metal like markings to Harley is almost hypnotizing. But she never expected him to have such dazzling hair underneath his mask. Looking him over while trying to not disturb him. Harley finds the normal stuff in a Meta human. Toned body but not overly muscular looking, slim figure, and a nice butt. But seeing Pascal's hands and feet without his clothes to hid them Harley feels worried.
Pascal's toenails clearly look to be thick enough to cut and tear through skin. His nails showing they all have sharpened points. Clearly not for giving friendly handshakes. But even as she tries to move around without making too much noise. Harley still can't see his face. As Harley tries for the other side Pascal two of his markings being to ooze. The oozing symbol draws from the shadows to form a large snakehead. The snake hisses seeing Harley and as more of is body is created Harley edges to the cabins door. The snake sees this takes a pose to strike at Harley before she can flee. But a hand swats the snake's snout causing it to give a whimper of a hiss. Pascal still hanging from the piece of woods says a few words that Harley can't understand. Drawing the snake and its symbol back to his body through his extended hand. Pascal "Sorry Ms. Harley my friends have grown restless it happens often when I travel. And seeing as they don't know you one thought you were a snack."
Harley huffs shaking off her fear. Harley "Well then your friends should know there's a charge fee for trying to touch or eat me. I expect you to pay it back too." Pascal "What do you want from a mere wandering killer?" Harley thought for a moment she knows the guy has no money. His goal wasn't simply as material as to always have a wallet with him. What could she ask of him a vampire and pretty much the last of his kind? Harley "Let me get back to you on my request. But still when are we going to get to the shore I'm so bored." Pascal "Don't worry Ms. Harley we're going to make land in two hours. At which time you will be able to contact your friends. But if you wish for something to do I'm sure one of my friends can help you." Harley thinks for a moment worried that meeting another one of the vampire's friends might be too much of a risk. Harley "Not unless you're around to make sure they don't get any ideas buster."
Pascal chuckles causing Harley to pout and leave the small cabin. Pascal stops chuckling and relaxes. Being honest with himself Pascal can say this one of a few times in his life someone has talked to him. Without it being about one of his jobs or asking for his help in causing death. Feeling the shifting in the current Pascal knows it won't be long before they reach land. Smoothly Pascal lands on the board under him and slips into his clothes. He rewraps his face and most of his torso. He's glad that the female jester did not take notice of the numerous scars over his body. And was more interested in trying to see his face and the runes along his body. With his clothes on Pascal leaves the cabin as he feels the warmth of the sun leaves the skies. Pascal looks to Harley she maybe hiding it but he can feel the worry that eats at her shadow. Pascal "Ms. Harley do not fear me you are not on my kill list..."
Harley raises and eyebrow at the vampire but Pascal pulls an inch thick stack of papers from inside his jacket. Pascal "These names are all the ones I have been asked to eliminate before I can take to the world courts on behalf of my kingdom of shadows." Harley gentle takes the stack and looks over the list. She sees a few names she knows and yeah she can understand why they should be killed. But a few of them see doesn't know. And some have xs at there sides instead of a red slash across them. Harley "What's the deal with some of these names?" Pascal smiles "Those names are people I don't feel need to be ended or have shown to have a purpose that I shouldn't interfere with." Harley "So you know about the Sisters of Helen?" Pascal "Yes I've heard of their conquest of South America along with the various islands in the Atlantic Ocean. And no I don't feel I need or should involve myself with them. Like them I want a home, land, and people to stand arm to arm with. You and your Siren friends have all of Central America Ms. Harley. And with the friends you soon will make in the Sisters of Helen. Don't think it'll be long before you all have an understanding."
Harley "Well Red does like women sometimes. But see often wishes that guys wouldn't be such awful jerks so she can at least date one decent guy." Pascal "I read her files too she seemed to have tried with Bruce Wayne. But after it all she left him. Was it because he wouldn't pay attention to her? Or because he kept slipping away to be his alternate self?" Harley shakes her head "No Red said Bman was a sweet as a freshly bloomed rose. She left because she knew she would break his heart. At the time he didn't know she was who she was. But when the Boy wonder got involved he found out. I heard he took a few days off my his business cause of what happened." Pascal "The weakness of man is the pursuit of what they desire. Batman's desire was to make sure no other felt the hardship of being alone and miserable. But at the end of the day we all want to make our lonely hearts at least feel a little less hollow."
As Pascal looks off into the drifting waters Harley looks at him. He's like many people of this world. Alone and trying to shape a place that he can hold. Harley has a home in Central America with her Siren sisters. But it still hurt knowing that so many other people had nothing and had to hurt others to have something. After an hour or so the two reach land both disembarking the small boat. Pascal waves his hand and the boat groans. After a while the ship warps and collapses in on itself. Slowly a liquid rune travels to where Pascal is touching and the boat finishes compressing itself. To retreat into Pascal's hand much like his snake friend did. Harley "What else you got up your sleeve?" Pascal smiles to place his hand on the sand. Soon another one of Pascal runes travel from him onto the sand. The sand bobbles and pulls at the shadows it can reach to slowly take shape. Soon a large komodo dragon stands next to Pascal. Its mouth dripping with what Harley can see is acid and its scales rigid and sharp. Pascal motions for Harley who seems uneasy but she doesn't want to spend too much time walking.
So now seated behind Pascal on his large komodo Pascal taps it to go. Harley wrapping on of her arms around Pascal's neck she taps he's head with her mallet. Harley "Bite me and I'm going to flatten your head bucko." Pascal "Don't worry Ms. Harley I won't." After a few minutes on the back of the running giant lizard Pascal and Harley hit a paved roadblock. Pascal motions and the lizard runs south bound this time at an even faster pace. Soon several figures at a bridge came into view. Seeing the large over six feet women standing clad in mystical steel armor. The Sisters of Helen go on their guard taking position for attack. Pascal stops short of the checkpoint aiding Harley as she steps off. Even though Harley is fine getting off on her own she still thanks him. Even though he did help her down by holding her hips. Pascal "Greeting Sisters of Helen I simply wish to drop off a friend you might know." One of the sisters look at Harley not in her make but they nod once Harley starts to talk. Harley "Hey can any of you girls take me to giganta?
"I need a ride back to my friends." The sisters of Helen call for a ride to take Harley to Giganta but before Harley leaves she turns to Pascal. Pascal "I will remember to await your request on my friends transaction against you Ms. Harley. You need not worry I won't forget." Harley "No I know what I want to ask. I want to see your face." Pascal nods knowing he did promise to repay her for what his familiar tried to do. And a vampire's word has far more weight then one would think. Pascal takes off his hat too also slip off his mask. Slowly he removes the bandages from along his noses bridge and forehead. Harley is shocked Pascal looks no older then her no older then his mid twenties. Maybe close to his early twenties but his face screams of sorrow. His sunken and glassy sapphire eyes say it all. He really is alone in his world of shadows and monsters. Pascal "I hope my appearance hasn't sickened you Ms. Harley. But still I wish you well as you face whatever the world sends to you."
As Pascal turns one of the Sisters of Helen steps forward. Sister "Vampire I believe you should stay." Pascal turns to see a sister in thicker and more ornate armor addressing him. Pascal "May I ask why?" Sister "Because the commander of the Brazilian government called you did she not?" Pascal turns fully as he pulls his mask back over his face. Pascal "My target is Killer Croc. I will see the commander of Brazil once I have ended him not before. Plus I will not interfere with any business you have with the political parties of Brazil." Sister "The Brazilian commander sent for you she has told us that. You will take too long if you don't travel with us. She also said pass phrase 'Would you kindly'." Pascal sighs to agree even with his connection to the shadows that phrase is far more dangerous to him. The pass phrase is useless to those who don't know its true purpose. But Pascal does and he doesn't want to test what the Sister's know. Pascal nods and gets onto his komodo and follows behind the truck that Harley is riding in.
Commander of Brazil's View
I sigh in a moment of relief when one of the sisters tells me that Pascal is on his way. I've been worried about the outcome of these talks with the leader of the Sister's of Helen. They killed the prime minster and a few other members of the house. Even though the sisters see a need for some men. They still hate men who are corrupt or tend to mistreat anyone. And they general hate criminals of certain crimes. They first stormed and killed everyone housed in the prisons but those of petty or passable crimes. While others had their way with attractive, young, and gentler men. Men that wouldn't dream of hurting anyone. I can still hear the screams of both pain and pleasure from the treasury chair member's son. The same sister that killed his father claimed him as her mate for as long as she felt. After a while I turn seeing the fiery red hair and pale blue skin and sharp gray eyes. The leader of the Sisters of Helen is simply called Kara. I give her a slight bow knowing what happens if I don't show her some respect.
Kara "Your Meta being has come. But you did not tell me he was a vampire." I turn to her with surprise. Kara "Yes we know of them. Not long ago we killed creatures of shadows and darkness for the lands of man. We can see the mystic energies in every living thing. Vampires give off an energy that draws the shadows around them into their bodies. So tell me how did the governments of the worlds hide him? Let alone train him to control such large amount of shadow magic?" I gulp to shake my head to her. "I don't know how they did it. But the person who trained him was the daughter of Bane." Kara looks to me with a glare then to turn as someone knocks at my door. Several Sisters enter one holding an assortment of weapons in a sling. I then see the slim frame of Ghost. "Ghost its good to see you after all this time." Ghost "My codename is Hollow now commander. I see you weren't informed I do apologize but I'm not use to using technology. So again I apologize for not informing you of the change."
I nod to look at Kara "Oh Hollow this is Sister Kara the head of the Sisters of Helen." Hollow bows low resting his hands on his chest. Hollow "Lead sister it is a pleasure. But may I ask why did you both asked for me? I know in the past Sister your formers the Amazon's lead the extinction of my kind. Do you seek to see my dead as well?" I go wide eye not fully realizing my mistake. Hollow is out ace he's been trying to eliminate as many criminals and super villains as he can. If he dies our last change to turn the tide goes with him. Kara "No vampire in the past your kind was like our formers yes. I must say it was a mistake to have killed so many of your kind some of you had rights to lands long before others dared to step closer out of fear. No I need you to kill a certain individuals." Hollow turns to me "I'm sorry Lead sister but I must receive such a request from a acting government. It must be the commander of Brazil that gives such orders as who I kill."
Kara turns to me "Order him to kill all the members of the Navy that has been interfering with of conquests of the southern edges." I gulp knowing if I give Hollow that order I will effectively be surrendering the whole of my home country to Kara. In all honesty I see only one way out now. Shockingly I look to Hollow "Hollow if I gave you this order you must carry it out correct?" Hollow nods "I will obey without question it is for my goal commander. I wish simply to complete my obligation and contract to you and the world courts." "Hollow... I order you to kill me!" In a flash I feel a piercing sharp sting to my chest. Looking down I see Hollow's fingers digging into my chest piercing my slowing heart. I cough harshly feeling the warmth slowly travel down my body. "I will... not... surrender..." Closing my eyes I see Kara's shouting something and Hollow being pulled from me. I hope Olivia is ready to lead.
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