Oh god. The Joker
Harley couldn't believe her own eyes. She had obviously heard of him, seen him on the news, learnt at University over the atrocity of the acts he had committed. She watched in disbelief as he sat up from his cot and moved in front of the glass so they could both see him clear as day.
"Hey there Leland, come to give me more happy pills? I would like that! Been getting lonely in here, those hallucinations really do create quite a party haha!" He grinned at them both, an impossibly wide grin with those infamous blood red lips.
But it was his voice that caught Harley off guard, it was so strong, so powerful and so self-assured.
Joker finally took notice of Harley, looking her up and down. She felt like he was inspecting her for...for what? She didn't know.
Joker spoke as he finished his assessment of her "Oh whose this Doc? Catch of the day?" He kept grinning at her, tilting his head ever so slightly, his eyes staring deep into her own.
God, Harley could barely breath...his eyes. They were staring right into hers, they were the brightest green she had ever seen. It was a clear green though... like emerald, his hair was similar but it tumbled in small tendrils onto his forehead. He was beautiful
He was around 6ft'6, towering over her and he was very skinny but not like Scarecrow, it all came together to make quite an attractive man.
Harley could see out of the corner of her eye Joan straighten up "Joker, this is Dr. Quinzel. She is our newest member of staff."
"Its good to meet you Mister Joker." Harley thought she had better introduce herself, she could stand on her own two feet, that included introducing herself to someone who had received the death penalty over a 1000 times. The Joker grinned at her.
Suddenly the speakers seemed to scream "CODE RED PATIENT HAS ESCAPED. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. SHOOT TO KILL PERMISSIONS GRANTED"
Then they all heard a distant however quite large crash.
"Damn, damn, damn!... I bet its Crane." Joan looked at the Joker, then down the corridor, then at Harley and then down the corridor again.
"Harley I have to go and sort whatever is happening out there out. I need the guards with me. This corridor should be the safest place for you right now" Harley who was completely shocked just stared at her.
"Don't worry, he can't touch you and you need a card to get in or out this corridor. Stay here and don't move!"
Joan motioned to the guards to follow her, then they were gone.
It was just Harley alone. In the corridor. With him. Oh god.
Her heart thumped in her chest, out of excitement or worry she couldn't tell, she turned back around to see the Joker looking at her.
Joker broke the silence first.
"So..."
Harley didn't really expect him to start a conversation so awkwardly.
"So...nice weather huh?"
Did she actually just say that to someone in solitary confinement in a mental asylum? Ugh.
The Joker leaned against his bed looking bored and ignoring her pointless question.
"How many Professors did you have to screw to get in here then?"
The question had Harley freeze on the spot, had he ACTUALLY just asked her that?
As if he read her mind he repeated "Well sweets, it's obvious you're not here on smarts alone"
Harley cleared her throat, she wasn't doing a very good job of feeling calm "That is highly inappropriate, I'm very quali-"
"Blah, Blah, Blah. Listen hunny, we both know you couldn't get in here without playing some poor old disgusting man's heart!" The Joker placed his hands over his heart and mimicked heartbreak, he then stopped to look at her, he was smirking. SMIRKING.
Harley felt her anger rise beyond her control.
"Listen Joker If you're not careful I'll tell Joan what you just said and get ALL your privileges removed!" She heard herself fiercely snap at him however the Joker's smirk simply widened.
"You know what sweets, I like you. I really do!"
The Joker stood straight again and came right up the glass, Harley felt herself move forward, she pressed one hand against the glass against her will.
Joker continued to stare back at her, what he was thinking...who knew?
Harley wasn't breaking their eye contact, she couldn't help but wonder how someone could end up like this? So amazingly twisted, dark and crazy. As she pondered, he gave her one of his infamous grins. The ones that would send grown men screaming, but what did Harley do? She blushed at the intensity of this mad moment.
Both then came out of their daydreams as they heard a large metal clank in one of the vents in the ceiling further down the corridor. Joker's curiosity peaked, whatever it was, it wasn't a pipe.
Harley was also curious yet slightly fearful but curiosity won every time. She took two timid steps forward towards the noise when suddenly the vent cover near the end of the corridor fell to the floor, Harley froze. Both Harley and Joker waited for something to happen.
Then SOMEONE fell from where the vent cover had been, Harley scattered back until she felt the glass wall. The person that had fallen was bald and covered in padlocks, he was a male. The figure pushed himself up from where he had fallen, then slowly lifted his head.
For the Joker, he was a normal, to be honest, quite hilarious sight to see, crazy bastard.
For Harley, it caused her heart to miss a beat. She held in a scream.
Victor Zsasz was stood in front of the observers with a long knife in his hand, his body was covered with grotesque red scars, some faded others...fresh, still bleeding. He looked at Harley then at Joker and grinned. Harley noticed his pupils were HUGE and he was swaying. Oh crap, she was trapped in a corridor with the madman Joker and the serial killer Zsasz who was was higher than a cloud. This was turning into an...interesting day.
He spoke, when he spoke he sounded like the words were foreign to him "W-well hello there my dear. You m-m-must be new, I-I am here to give you...salvation!"
Before Harley could even make a noise, the Joker watched Zsasz run straight to her, grab her by her neck and threw her against the nearby wall.
She cried out in pain and put her hand to her head. As she slid down the wall, her head left a small trail of blood, when she looked at her hand covered in blood, she passed out. Harley was simply layed there at the mercy of Zsasz's blade.
Joker watched the scene unfold in front of him. He could do something or he could watch her die but I mean, it had been so long since he had a play thing in here... something to occupy his bored mind.
He spoke loud enough to catch Zsaz's attention "Hey Victor old boy! I have a favour to ask you." He exclaimed, making sure to keep eye contact with the deranged man. Zsaz turned his attention from the passed out Doctor towards Joker.
"J-Joker? Is that you? W-What are y-you doing here?" He seemed astounded by the Joker's sudden appearance, walking up to the glass to determine if he was really there.
Joker laughed making sure to keep him distracted from Dr. Quinzel "Well Zsaz you know, got a bit wild with the orderlies and they decided to ground me. What are you doing here?" He grinned leaning against the glass.
Zsaz who seemed to actually have no idea where he was kept looking around the cube, mesmerised by it's transparency. After what seemed an age he replied to the Joker "I n-need to free these people. Tra-trapped in their horrific pointless lives, I want to free them from the burden of life." As he spoke, his eyes seemed to slowly close, he began swaying dangerously until eventually he passed out in a heap in front of the glass.
Joker looked down at the poor man "Yeah me too buddy, but this one ain't for you." as he nodded his head in the blondes direction. Suddenly the corridor filled with guards, orderlies and once again Dr. Leland who stared at the scene in front of her with horror before ordering people to take Harley to the hospital and to get Zsaz locked back up.
As Harley was taken away by the orderlies, Joan walked up to the cube and looked directly into the Joker's eyes "What happened here?" She demanded, nerves evident in her voice.
Joker simply laughed before turning back round and lying on his cot, arms behind his head. "You're welcome" He murmured still smiling before stormed off to check on Harley.
