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Harley woke up to color, sound, music, and movement.
She saw colors dancing and she felt nothing, she sat up and barely registered that she was in a hospital room.
She breathed heavily as she looked around following the dancing colors, trying to find where the music was coming from.
She barely noticed her parents in the room, her father on the phone while her mother had a very mad look on her face and was most likely shouting profanity at her for whatever she had done now.
Harley wasn't gonna take any of it, her head was dancing.
She laid back down and closed her eyes until a face popped up in her mind, that's when she remembered.
She bolted up right as everything came back.
She had met the Joker before when she was in the hospital as a child, the colors fell, the music stopped, and her vision cleared.
"Harleen are even listening to me?" Her mother shouted shaking her.
"Do you not realize how diminished your reputation is now? Arkham had his mind destroyed by that clown and you helped him escape. No man will want you now do you realize how much money it will cost to rebuild your reputation." Her mother rattled on, but Harley just stared and finally her mother got on her last nerve.
Harley grabbed her mothers throat and held on for dear life while her mother choked.
"I never wanted any of that you wanted it for me, and you even went so far as to get rid of any free thinking I had even my friends I talked too. News flash MOM, I did that for attention, I was a child and you were never around." Harley glared at her mother she then pushed her down to her knees.
"And one more thing, I don't want just any man. I want a clown." Her mothers face widened in recognition as her daughter spoke, her fathers finally noticed and was coming to try and help, but Harley was quicker as she tossed her mothers dying body towards him knocking them both into the window and both unconscious.
Harley got up from her bed and tore off the wires that was connected to her bed, she found the suitcase of clothes her mother brought her, though it was mostly filled with fancy dresses she was able to find a simple black dress and a pair of flats.
She didn't bother with makeup or brushing her hair, but she did grab her large black glasses so help her see.
She walked out of the room just as doctors and nurses were running in to try and resuscitate the patient when the wires were going flat.
Harley walked out of the hospital to find heavy rain, she looked up and for the first time in her life, she felt so…. Alive, she felt free, her mind was so clear.
She didn't care how far she had to walk but she didn't care, so she walked dripping wet in the freezing rain.
She finally made it to her apartment and easily found the spare key she had hidden in a loose brick nearby.
When she walked in she found her measly belongings were useless in what she really wanted, but when she saw the dark figure in the corner she had a small hope that it was him, but the figure was bigger and sharp.
"Can I help you?" She asked leaning against the wall in a carefree attitude.
"I heard you helped Joker escape." He said in his deep tone.
"Yeah, I just gave him a busted gun to help him feel better but apparently he was bale to fix it easily. Then he made me regret my decision by giving me a good jolt from an EST machine." She said going over to her fridge and found the year old champagne she had for a special occasion.
She popped the top and didn't care about the fizz as she put the nozzle to her lips and take good long swigs.
"Joker is on the loose now because of you." He accused.
"So?" She shot back in her carefree laziness taking more drinks even pulling out a half drunk grape soda form a few days ago when she had the smiling special again.
"What do you want me to do about it? You want me to dress in leotards and help you find him?" She asked in a defensive manner as she poured the left over grape soda in the champagne gave a swirl then continued to drink.
"I just want you to realize what you've done." He said.
She walked into her bedroom and laid out on her bed while chugging more of her drink.
"Yeah as you can tell I'm drinking away my problems." She said lightly waving the now half gone bottle.
"And unfortunately what's done is done Batsy, so there is no reason to kill my spirit for spilt milk, so if you don't mind I want a hot bath and a good nights sleep and thanks to the bottle I'm going to have a good one." She said kicking off her flats and ran her hands through her wet hair taking more drinks.
She looked back and found him gone and her window open.
"Stupid Bat." She said going over to close her window, she sat in the sill and watched the rainfall.
She finished off her drink then threw the bottle to her large vanity mirror smashing them both.
She stood and walked to her bathroom to turn on the hot water and stripped from her clothes, she settled into the bath as the steam helped to clear up her head.
After washing off the rain and the hospital germs from the doctors and nurses she felt clean, she got dressed in a simple cotton nightie while not caring to brush, blow dry, or do anything to her hair really other than letting it dry in knots and natural waves.
She lay down in her bed and though she was tired it seems like she couldn't get to sleep, she tossed and turned for 2 hours, so she finally decided to stand, she stretched and did a few old gymnast stretching until she realized how good it felt.
So practically storming out into her living room, she looked around and found the spiral staircase with the wrought iron landing that leads up to the second floor where her bedroom was.
She went back into her bedroom and got her sheets from her bed then went to work, she ripped, twisted, cut, tied, looped, tightened, and strengthened.
Finally she had her own trapeze, though she hadn't done this in years she felt a sense of excitement as she stripped from her dress down to her underwear, she climbed up into the trapeze and carefully laid out then letting her head and torso go upside down as she began her age old routine of stretches.
She felt so relaxed that before she knew it she had fallen asleep, she woke up to daylight shining in her windows and found her self her leg wrapped around the trapeze and her top half laid against the other side.
She let herself fall off but caught herself and let the trapeze swing as she got down on the floor.
She stretched again as she picked up her nightie, she almost put it back on but looked at it again and got bored with it.
She walked to the kitchen to look around, food, drink, snacks, nothing looked appetizing.
She opened her fridge pulled out the milk, orange juice, eggs, condiments, and if it didn't look like she wanted to teat it she tossed it over her shoulder let it all spill or hit and break anything.
Even her frozen TV dinners didn't look good so she tossed them even harder she heard her stuff break but didn't give it a second look.
Until she saw what did look tasty, a rib eye steak she was saving, pulling out every pot or pan and making a mess she found a good grill and set the stove on high.
Tearing open the package she tossed the meat on the grill when she heard the grill pop, then after a few minutes she took her pitchfork and stabbed with great force to flip it over.
Looking through the cabinets letting plates and dishes fall and break until she found her mothers prized plate she gave to her daughter it was gold encrusted, she saved on while she broke the others.
Then she settled the steak on the plate, she didn't even care about utensils but she did find that her carton of milk she tossed earlier still had a good amount in it, she sat on the counter and devoured the steak with only her bare hands savoring the rare meat like an animal and chased it down with milk.
Once the meat was gone she licked her fingers then walked back to her trapeze, she jumped up to grab it then pulled herself up not caring about the cow blood that was getting everywhere on the Egyptian satin sheets, she climbed up to the second floor landing and walked into her bathroom, finding the water from last nights bath was still freezing but she sat in with her underwear still on.
The cold water electrified her skin as the cows blood turned it red, she was quick in relieving her body of her underwear, when her body was clear from the red liquid she turned on the hot water shower not caring about the shower curtain and let the water fall everywhere even letting the red bath over flow.
Once again she was clean, she got out and went to her closet her modesty clothing was getting on her last nerves, but luckily she found a decent blue satin shirt, tight jeans, and brown-heeled boots.
She ran eyeliner over her eyes and put her glasses on, she didn't care for her appearance at the moment so she grabbed her hidden emergency cash from the hidden floorboard.
A good $500 she stuck in her back pocket, then looking at her keys to her car she thought way too boring.
So instead she just walked out her door, she was casually walking down the stairs when she heard police sirens.
She was quick in finishing her descent of the stairs and hid just as the police busted into the building, they even had an ambulance from Arkham asylum.
She hid in the shadows as they all ascended up the stairs and broke into her apartment.
She slipped out and in the alleyway but then suddenly the police flooded out in a frenzy which made her stop in her tracks and watch.
"Where are you going? We haven't found Dr. Quinzel yet." One of the orderlies from the hospital shouted as the police were mounting their cars one by one.
"It's the Joker he's shooting up a restaurant." One of the shouted before getting in his car and zoomed off with the rest.
They all drove off in the same direction, she began to breathe heavily in anticipation, she turned around to find a motorcycle with its still on.
She quickly looked around and found the owner nearby, his leather jacket gave him away as well as his helmet with matching decals as the bike, she mounted the bike and drove off after the patrol cars as fast as she could though she heard the owner screaming behind her.
She flew down the highway following the sirens, until she found the restaurant she saw bullet holes, shattered glass, and dead bodies.
The police went in the building as a few stayed outside, she parked the bike in an alley across the way she watched for any sign that he was here until she saw a purple Lamborghini driving off behind the building then a shiny black SUV following close behind.
She quickly drove off in the same direction, she kept her eyes on the Lamborghini as she picked up speed, dodging car after car.
Her adrenaline was pumping her breathing was like she was having best sex in the world.
Finally she saw an opening, she floored it and drove as fast as she could going faster then the lambo then just as the Lambo swerved to turn that same opening just as she curved the bike into a full stop stopping right in front of the Lambo's burning grill from its roaring engine as its driver was quick to slam the brakes before running her over.
He growled as he watched her chest rise and fall in exasperation, she dismounted the bike and let it stand, she let the headlights illuminate her face as she stood before the car, it roared as he pumped the gas trying to get her to move.
But she stayed firm and she proved it by slamming her hands on the hood, which in turn got the boys in the black SUV to come out guns at the ready being coked and loaded all surrounding the Lambo all pointing their guns at her.
She still stayed in front of the car even when the man called Frost was screaming at her to move she still wouldn't.
After a few minutes one of the lesser goons decided to take the initiative and shoot luckily he was a terrible shot so he was only able to graze her arm but she still didn't move.
Of course she was happy he did shoot because the driver side door opened and the green haired man dismounted his Lambo, he closed his door and pulled out on of his gun to point it right the goon that shot her.
"You don't shoot unless I tell you too. Do I make myself clear?" He shouted at him as if he was a child.
"Yes sir." He said lowering his gun and getting down on his knees to let Mr.J's gun rest against his head, but he showed mercy by only using the butt of his gun to knock him out and kicked him.
Joker turned to look at her then stalked over to her, and she did the same.
They both got into each other's personal space as their cold air foggy breaths mixed.
"Move." He ordered.
"NO." She replied making him angry.
"MOVE." He screamed, just as a crowd was building around them though they all knew him so most just ran and a few police men began to show up screaming at them to lower their weapons.
"Take me with you." She said calmly but with a pleading tone.
"Your looking better in your freedom doll face. Almost good enough to eat" He said in a calm loving tone.
"Take me with you please."
He growled at her bravery because he was getting really annoyed by the adrenaline that was pumping through his system.
He growled deeper and louder in frustration then pointed his gun back towards the cops and shot killing him he then turned back around to point it at her only to find the other gun from his other holster in her hands and she had it pointed right at his head.
"You set me free and now I'm making my own choices." She said with bravery.
"Baby you don't even know what your trying to accomplish, Come on baby, you know you can't your in love with me too much." He said with a large smile that made her heart speed up, she slowly lowered her gun.
He took this opportunity to backhand her hard just as more cops were showing up and she moved with the force.
"See what happens when you act out against Daddy, Baby? You really wanna live with that?" He asked with a pouting smile.
She looked at him in the eyes until she saw something in the corner of her she also saw something, so she pulled him close and began shooting the cops that were nearby and then she felt him raise his own gun wrapping his arm around her waist just as her arm was wrapped around his shoulders, they spanned a circle shooting cops and even catching civilians.
Once the cops were all dead they kept their close proximity just basking in each others space until they met their lips and began a rough dance of the mouth, she tasted the silver grill of his teeth.
After a few minutes Frost interrupted.
"Boss, we've got incoming, more cops are on their way and a helo. We gotta bounce." Frost said in calm alertness.
Joker grabbed Harleys arm and practically dragged her over to the passenger side, he roughly opened the door and shoved her in which she gladly slid in the luxurious car just as he slammed the door, she pulled the seatbelt over to click it in then watched as he gave a strong kick to the motorcycle and knocked it off to the side getting it out of the way.
He came back around to the drivers seat and slid in then floored it knocking the bike the rest of the way as he drove off just as the helo came into view but he was way faster and the black SUV with his goons followed closely.
His driving was getting Harley off way better then the bike did her adrenaline was spiking intensely he drove for 30 minutes to the edge of Gotham ending at the ACE chemical plant.