Part 2

Harley

The walls were spinning when I finally opened my eyes. I could still taste the bile in the back of my throat. Reflexively I try to get away but I'm restrained by the straps. The bright light above me made sweat trickle from my forehead. This treatment room was full of memories and I heard a chuckle next to me. Turning my head slowly to the side I jerk back in fear. My minds eye saw the world in a ray of colors and explosions. Not in here, not in the asylum walls. Everything was white and grey unnerving to say the least. It made you lose track of the outside world. The doctors all looked distorted and had no faces just voices. I screamed and pulled away as they injected a serum into my neck. "This should calm down the patient so you can assess her,"said a male voice that sounded like nails in my ears. Nothing like the music that came from my beloved angel. "Stop! Stop it!" I exclaimed in frustration. "See she thinks there are voices in her head,"lied the doctor. "Nothin' is wrong with me," I chuckled while they ignored me.

One of the blank faces came over and stared down at me on the slab. "What a shame that such a pretty girl has to be so fried upstairs. Is it due to the chemicals he pushed you into?"the words seared into my head. I rejected them and looked anywhere else as he leaned in. "You know he doesn't love you Harleen. He's a serial killer that has no remorse. He has no soul," he kept drilling it. Every time they would repeat them over and over until they gave me my electroshock therapy. The familiar buzzing from the circuts made me flinch. "Oh, you know this is for the better Harleen," as the heat emanated off the probs. Whimpers escaped my lips as they pressed down sending blinding colors through my head. Green. So much green and purple. It was almost euphoric if it didn't feel like my skin was being peeled off. As soon as the colors were there they vanished into darkness making my heart sink.

I knew I was back in my cell when my eyes opened. Tenderly I curled up into my little ball and rocked back and forth.

Joker

Harley...that name kept ringing in my head as I paced my empty room. I was classified as inhuman so didn't deserve the privileges other prisoners received. Glancing at my reflection in a puddle on the grimy floor. The tattoos etched into my pasty white skin. 'Damaged' right in the center of my forehead to remind myself that my brain was fried eggs. A laugh ripped out of my lungs gleefully. Licking my lips I walked up to the closed door. Glancing in the direction that she had been man handled . A snarl escaped my lips as my fists clenched tighter unto the bars. I started to shout profanities uncontrollably until a guard came to silence me. My anger was fueled when I saw which one it was. "Oh Donny, you came back for me," I cackled lightly. Tilting my head eyes wide I saw him as a delicious prey. I imagined his skin slicing open under the pressure of my blade. My baby doll watching as I avenge her and remind her she belongs to me. Sadistic laughter crackled though the guards nerves. "Shut up you damn freak," he sneered at the clown. Dark clouds swarmed my eyes as I smirked and cracked my neck, "Make me big guy."

It was almost too easy to knock the guard out once he entered my cage. My elbow made sharp impact to his face when he opened the door forcing him to the ground. Predator instinct kicked in as I repetitively pounded my fists in his skull. My knuckles covered in both his and my blood I stood over his body. "I told you Donny not to touch my thingsss," I hissed over his limp body. Straightening my clothes I brush a hand through my slicked back hair. Walking past him carrying his hand gun and key card. "No worries baby doll daddy's on his way," I murmured as I ran to her holding section.

Harley

Stretching my arms above my head I felt the tension in my body feel better. Kneeling down on the brick floor I picked up a piece of lead I had stolen off a pencil in a meeting. I drew a smile on a napkin and kissed it over and over laughing hysterically. "Oh, puddin' what things I'll do to you once we are together again," I whispered to myself. Whipping my head around I hear the distant sound of gun shots. Followed shortly was the bright red lights and alarm system. "Prison break is in issue! Return all patients to there cells immediately! Patient Joker is to be apprehended and not to be taken lightly!" A voice was shouting over the intercom but all I could do was look gleefully at the lights. My vision was overtaken by beautiful images blurred into the red. It looked like ribbons and I danced around in them laughing. Screams sounded like angels laughing outside my cell which red blood dripped underneath my cell. Pooling against my bare feet I looked up to see my love in the entry way. An evilly brilliant smile spread across his entire face. "Daddy's here pumpkin," he growled seductively. His words washed over me like warm waves. Sending thrills through my entire soul. Stepping forward to his outstretched hand I grab on as he tugs me to his strong body. Looking up into emerald eyes that sear into mine. His mouth crashes down possessively upon mine. "Mine. Mine. Mine. You are mine," he sneers into my ear. "Absolutely Puddin'" I gasp obediently before we separate.