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chimera629: Well... kinda, sorta. Betty Kane is the cousin of Kate Kane, Batwoman. In cannon she is a Robin fangirl and goes by Flamebird. She is based on the ORIGINAL Batgirl from the silver age, she and Batwoman invented to be clear that Batman and Robin where not gay.
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chimera629: For the surrogacy comment, it's kinda complicated. Betty Kane is a nod to the original Batwoman
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Author's Notes:
Hey everyone, here is another new chapter. Stuff starts getting a bit dark here, even if this one is a bit short
Batman: A Different Path
Chapter 11: Birth of Harley Quinn
Harleen was basically dancing as she arrived home from work, giddy. She was flowing with happiness since she had been seeing her "boyfriend". Her Puddin'. She giggled happily before she came to a stop and felt a spontaneous urge...
"I'm gonna go clubbing!" She said aloud, her Brooklyn Accent much much deeper and ditsier as she began to strip. She threw on some random clothes on: a red shirt under a black jacket, red and black jeans and sneaker shoes. But looking at herself in the mirror, at her normal look, she frowned and got naked "Why do I wear this boring crap?" She asked aloud, getting dressed in more revealing cloths. She put on some black fishnets, some black and red booty shorts, some sneakers and a tight red and black shirt "There! Hellooooo sexy!" She grinned at herself in the mirror before she put her make-up on
The make-up didn't make her look heavily made up, but what it did was emphasise her already natural beauty. Some black eye makeup, luscious red lipstick and black eyeliner. She grinned happily at herself, licking her lips before heading out "Watch out Gotham...Harleen Quinzel's on the beat." She smiled locking her front door behind her. She grinned as she walked through the town, looking for a bar 'Now then...Let's see what this town has for a good night out.' Harleen thought. She soon arrived at a bar, grinning. Inside it was mostly filled with young adult to adult aged goers with cocktails and beer in their hands listening to modern music "Sweet!" She grinned, walking through the club
Through the dancers, some of them boys most of them girls, Harleen waded through to the bar. She grinned as she reached the bar, noticing how a lot of people were staring at her 'Keep staring boys and girls...But I'm taken.' She teased pretending to be someone she wasn't. She sat at the bar, calling a shot glass
"Here you go." the bartender spoke putting the glass down
Harley grinned, downing it easily "Another!" She cheered
"Don't have to worry about that..." the bartender answered as he lined up another five.
"Huh?" Harleen asked to which the bartender pointed to five different people at the end of the bar. Her eyes widened before she grinned, taking shot after shot
"Take it easy. These may be small, but they've got a heck of a alcohol level." the bartender answered
"Don't worry! I can handle my drink! AND I ate a lot!" She grinned, downing another
"I hope you ate enough..." the bartender whispered as he lined up another 10.
Harley grinned and out the glasses on a tray and walked towards the guys who gave her drinks. The guys were straightening their collars and shirts out hoping to get Harleen's attention, thinking each are getting lucky tonight "My my, hello." She smirked
"Hello Sweet Thang..." the boys spoke almost collectively
'... and now I'm pissed.' She thought before she grinned, thinking like her 'Mistah J' and coming up with a 'joke' "Well... how about you drink with me?" Harley grinned, blinking 'flirtatiously'
"Alright." the boys smiled
The night went on, and soon the guys where drunk "So... how about we go out to the alley and I show you a good time?" Harley asked them. They all slurred happily and swayed following Harleen who was manipulating them with a seductive smile. They didn't notice she brought the tray with her, shot glasses all over the tray. They were a mix of empty, full and half full glasses. Once they entered the alley, the door locked behind them... she grabbed a glass and slammed it into a man's head, shattering the glass and knocking him out. She broke another glass and using it as a nice, slashing with it and cutting another man's throat as she began to laugh madly. Then using the tray, she smashed it into the third's face shattering the rest of the glasses. She smashed the tray into a fourth man's face, smashing into the back of the back of the fifth man's neck
… And during the entire attack... she was laughing insanely
She had started down the path of "Mr J" ...No...This was the start of Harley Quinn!
She began to walk towards her house, laughing crazily. Mr J didn't deserve to be locked up! She had to save him! Her hands stained with both glass and blood from the fight...she had never felt so powerful before...So ALIVE! She wanted this to continue. She saw a costume whole and saw her face in the mirror where the head of a person would be. The costume she was seeing herself in? A red and black jester outfit
"Ooh..." Harleen smiled madly, thinking of how to get the outfit... she grabbed a stone and smashed the window. The alarm rang out, but she grabbed the outfit and some other pieces before running out of there. She laughed as she arrived home, all but falling on her knees "W-Wow...That...that was...FUCKING AWESOME!" She smiled holding her thieved goods close. She looked down at her cloths and grinned, knowing she had to get dressed and save Mr J!
*Inside Arkham Asylum*
The Joker was currently lying on his bed, waiting...He had been planning this, he could wait a little longer... But then... explosions went off. The Arkham staff shouted and screamed as they had been taken unaware of a jailbreak! "Finally..." Joker grinned widely. He stayed there for a few more minutes until the doors to his cell was shattered
"Knock, knock Pud'n. Say hello to your new and improved Harley Quinn!" A thick Brooklyn accented woman spoke through the cloud of debris
It was Harley, just like on the BatComputer!
Joker began to laugh...first as a chuckle, then a normal level laugh...then into a louder laugh...Then the halls of Arkham were now filled with the sounds of Joker's laugh, reverberating all the way to the outside where the two raced outside. The world did not know what terror had been unleashed
*time skip, with Bruce*
"No." Bruce whispered in shock as he stood in front of the TV
Vicki Vale was currently reporting outside of Arkham, where the orderlies were trying to return the patients. "It is chaos here at Arkham Asylum, an asylum break from a single person a "red and black clown" came out with notorious criminal "The Joker" and made an escape while the Asylum was under duress."
"No... Harley... why?" He sighed sadly
"Bruce...What is it?" Pamela yawned tiredly
"Harleen... she is working with Joker. She broke him out of Arkham." Bruce sighed
"Wh-What? Sorry...I must've misheard you...Did you just say "Harleen is working with The Joker and broke him out of Arkham"?" Pamela woke up almost fully. Bruce just nodded sadly "But...But why? How could this happen?" She asked
"Joker...He got inside her head." Bruce answered with a "theory"
"Pour Harley." She whispered
"If we don't stop them...Joker will kill her." Bruce spoke
""We"? Bruce, who's "we"? You're not bringing Dick are you?" Pamela asked
"Did you forget you have a hero identity as well?" Bruce teased "But no. I was talking about Batgirl."
"Oh...okay...Sorry it's just...I don't want to leave Dick on his own JUST yet...And I honestly almost forgot that I have a secret identity as well..." Pamela blushed. Bruce smiled sadly, hugging her and kissing her cheek gently "If you do have to fight her...just be gentle." Pamela asked as she liked Harleen as a friend and confidant.
"Of course I will." Bruce nodded with a smile
"Beat Joker up twice as much though..." Pamela answered
"Definitely." Bruce nodded seriously, darkly. Bruce activated his bat-phone signalling Barbara, they had a job to do.
*With Barbara*
Barbara was studying for her next test when the communicator went off "Oh boy!" She thought as she muffled the noise of the communicator. "I'm needed!" She grinned, answering the phone "What is it Batman?" Barbara asked
"I need your help. We have to stop Joker and his new... "Apprentice"." Bruce spoke on the other side in his Caped Crusader voice
"That Jester girl? Sure! Where should I meet up with you?" She asked, nodding
"Gotham Clocktower Roof." Batman answered
"I'll be there!" Barbara answered
"I know you will." Batman nodded, hanging up. Barbara smiled and screamed happily internally as she leaped to her costume and got suited up. Her dad was currently out on work, so she had a good chance
This was gonna be awesome!
*With Harley and Joker*
Joker and Harley were currently causing chaos around the lower part of Gotham. Harley was having a blast causing destruction and being who she wasn't. Joker was laughing as he was free and he had a new pawn under his thumb. They soon arrived at one of Joker's hideouts for a break, however "That...That was AWESOME!" Harley laughed as she rocked back and forth in a chair
"That it WAS my little Harley." Joker grinned, laughing
"I can't believe I've been a "good little angel" for so long! That was LIBERATING!" Harley stopped rocking and felt the adrenaline pump through her system. She laughed happily, spinning around, before she tripped and landed in Joker's lap "Hmm..." she smiled happily almost purring in his lap
"Yea yea, get off Harley." He rolled his eyes
"M-Mistah J?" Harley asked "Okay..." She got off nervously, rubbing her arms. She felt nervous and after so much fun she... she felt like they should be making love "M-Mistah J...?" Harley blushed underneath her costumed face and looked at the Clown Prince of Crime.
"What?" He asked, looking at a map of the town
"Is...I mean...Can we...Can we cuddle?" Harley asked for a small level of physical contact so they could escalate it.
"Why?" He frowned
"Um...Just...Just as a celebration?" Harley blushed
"Whatever." He shrugged
"Yay!" Harley went over to hug him around his waist.
*With Batgirl*
"Where is he? he said "Gotham Clock-Tower"..." Batgirl whispered to herself
"Here." He said from behind them
"Gah! Jeez, you're gonna give me a heart attack." Batgirl panted "How long were you here?"
"Long enough." Batman answered. Batgirl huffed at that, frowning "But you came here quickly; that's something." He commented
"Thanks Boss man." She smiled weakly
"Inside." Batman spoke as he dropped down a hidden hole in the roof of the Clock-Tower.
"Holy smokes! That's cool!" Batgirl followed. They arrived in a small high-tech lab and Barbara fell in love "I'm in heaven..." Barbara gasped
"I'm glad you like it. Because this will be your base of operations." Batman answered
"This... is mine?" She asked in amazement
"Yes. I know about your keen mind and impressive intellect, working on the public library computers or your home computer won't cut it or have secured privacy." Batman answered
"Thank you!" She cheered, hugging him tightly
Batman didn't respond, he wanted to pat her head and/or hug her back...but it wouldn't help his image as the "dark, broody, serious, Dark Knight of vengeance". But he did smile lightly.
Barbara soon broke the hug and looked around in amazement. Inside was a standing computer pedestal with a MASSIVE holographic computer screen, there were several books on ciphers and codes, Gotham City maps, detailed sections of the city. She grinned, walking over and typing on the screen "Wow...it's like I'm connected to the entire city..." She smiled as she saw the entire networking for the city: GCPD, unbridled internet connection...It was fast, giant in data containment and impressive "This is amazing!"
"For your first assignment: tracking down The Joker." Batman spoke
"The Joker?!" She asked in shock
"I told you that over the Bat-phone." Batman answered "Look at the evidence, and then we'll find them." She nodded nervously, getting to work 'Hold on Harleen...' Bruce thought
*With Pamela*
Pamela sighed as she went downstairs to see Dick spraying his suit "Enjoying your arts and crafts young man?" Pamela asked with a small smile
"Hey Mom! I'm doing okay!" He smiled
"What colours are you using?" She asked
"I... I'm painting it green first." He smiled at her "I don't know what my hero identity will he but my family's colours in the circus where red and green and... well...they fit you to Mom."
"Oh...That...That's a wonderful coincidence...Isn't it?" Pamela smiled honestly not knowing that.
"Yes it is." Dick smiled
"Well...I'm sure you'll soar through the skies in that outfit Dick." Pamela hugged him
"... like dad?" He smiled lightly
"Yes...Like your dad." Pamela chuckled
Dick nodded with a smile, trying to think of a... well... theme for his suit
"Bats are dad's thing...Mum's are plants...What can I have?" Dick wracked his brain trying to think of something. But all things came back to the circus...and the poster he and his parents were on. A poster which had a LOT of birds on it "Birds...? Hang on!" he went over and tried to find the poster he was given before coming to live with Bruce and Pamela
Pamela rose an eyebrow and followed him. Dick ran to his room and remembered: he had the poster framed! And it was hanging on his wall. Pamela followed him in, seeing him staring at the poster. He was transfixed on the birds...And then she noticed it, the one bird that appeared more than the others...
"Robin..." Dick smiled
"Robin?" Pamela asked
"Robin." Dick nodded "That'll be my alter ego."
"Why Robin?" She asked with a smile
"Cause...it was our old bird." Dick put his hand on the framed poster, remembering his old life in the circus
"That sounds nice." Pamela smiled
"I better finish my costume then." He smiled
"Go on then." Pamela nodded as he went off to put the last touches on his costume. Pamela sighed and smiled happily, she then looked at the framed poster and her smile turned slightly serious "I promise to look after him."