So I'm kinda sorry for not updating this story in a while, been quite busy. On some bad news, I'm getting forced out of school this summer, so it's off to college!!! Crap. On even worse news, I've been getting chronic back pain, so it's hard to concentrate on things when you're in agony. Oh well haha. So I've got a few chapters up today, I also appologise for the shortness of the chapters, I'm just trying to establish the scene of where they are, and get into the story. So I promise you longer chapters soon. I'm going to dedicate this story to Bella and Kitty, because I had no idea they knew who Harley was! Yes Kitty, you ARE old for remembering the cartoons. Ehehe, anyway, enjoy and more chapters will be up soon! Keeks xxx


Slim to None

I was leant against the cold wall outside the abandoned building I knew so well. It was as if everything I'd tried so hard to block out in the past 4 years, had come rushing back in the last 4 hours. I'd been thrown into the back of the Joker's van and slammed against the sides as it sped through Gotham's streets. "How you coping back there Pumpkin?" I'd heard his harsh voice cackle through the noise of the city.

I'd kept quiet, hoping that if I was silent, he may forget I was there, but a small humourless laugh had passed my lips as I thought of the chances of that happening "Slim to none" I'd whispered to myself.

Now I was left outside the toy emporium, in the night's air. I pushed myself up the wall, careful to steady myself, and looked around. Where was he? I felt the fear rise up through my body, the same fear I'd felt in my apartment as I guided myself through the back alleyway in some desperate hope of escaping. Sure, he'd be furious, sure he'd probably find me again, and with enough rage left in him, kill me. But there was a part of me that had to at least try.

I pushed myself off the wall and started to run, watching my feet as I sped past the skips and dustbins, past the steaming pipes. I was just about the turn the corner, when I felt a tight leather clad hand grip my neck and push me into the wall, causing my lungs to strain for air.

"Shit." I cussed.