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`When I woke up I found myself in a large room, my vision still blurry I could see thanks to the moonlight that shined in from the window, which was boarded up slightly but it looked as if someone had ripped it back or broke it with something heavy. Even though I couldn't see it I knew my hair was a messy, sticking up probably and all other kinds of things. I licked my lips once as I tried to sit up, but the world seemed to tilt then so I just laid back down on the cold ground. I was use to things like this, not needing a pillow to get some sleep or being uncomfortable laying on cold flooring. It was marble and it felt nice against my face as I laid on my side. My eyes then glanced over the door that was only a little bit out of my view now. It was metal looking and had a small window on it, but all I saw was white out of it from where I was laying. My throat felt dry as I tried to swallow, it was very cold in here. After a few minutes, I tried again to sit up and luckily, the world didn't tilt like before. I coughed a few times before trying to stand up, which I succeeded in and stumbled over to the window, my hands up against the wooden boards as I looked out. Seeing nothing but abandoned buildings, a trashcan here and there and road only so far away. I stepped back then, having a good balance on walking now and my vision wasn't as blurry anymore.
My feet seemed to have a mind of their own as I walked over to the door, getting on my tippy toes to look out the window and seeing a flickering light and the walls were painted white but were pilling and had long strips of it hanging off, someone could easily walk by and grab onto it and yank it off. But I backed away as I could hear loud footsteps coming down this way, moving to the far-left, I hid in the dark corner as the metal door slowly opened up and someone walked in
"Coop?" Harley's voice echoed and I sighed with relief, due to the flickering of the light outside the room and moonlight shining in I could see her now, standing there, facing towards me with a worried expression on her face "Oy vey, I thought Mr. J was just gonna rough ya up a bit not put ya in a place like this." Rough. Me. Up?! I glanced at my hands, pulling back my trench coat sleeves, seeing the nasty bruises on them then the trench coat sleeves fell back down as Harley rushed over quickly and pulled me into a hug, as my face was pressed against her chest I tried my best to breath, lifting my head up a little she looked down at me and hugged me even tighter if that was possible.
"Harl—Harley." I started to shove her away then and she slowly let go, stepping back and I noticed then her blond hair was hanging down in modern day cut; her bangs in front, hiding her left eye and had some highlights. It was actually kinda nice.
"Why am I here?" I asked, even mentally slapping myself now I had to ask
"Mr. J just wants ya to be home with your family, Coop." She had a certain accent, something from the Bronx or Queens maybe, probably New Jersey but what would I know, I've never been there. Did she just call him Mr. J? Anyhoo.
"Harl--" I began but then I heard whistling, not the friendly kind either but more mocking, intimidating.
"Mr. J." She said then, realizing who was coming, then turned back to me quickly "Coop, he's mad. Ya got to hide, 'kay? Go on now, there's a place over there." Harley pointed to the window then left the room, shutting the door behind her. I could already hear her talking to Mr. J. So yeah, I moved over to the window, staring at it for a moment before grabbing through the hole that was there and pulled the wooden boards back as best as I could, having to put one foot up on the wall, one of the boards finally gave lose and I fell backwards onto the marble floor, my head banging against the marble I groaned in pain and then tried my best to stand back up. Well. There was a big enough hole I think, and I was flexible. I somehow pushed my way through half way and had to press back on the boards with my hands to slide all the way out as I noticed there was a fire escape here. Now I was sitting on it and I looked down, noticing that I'd have to jump down onto another dumpster. Great. I heard a door slam open, hitting against a wall and a few gunshots going off, it made me jump in place. Twice. Dang. Man, someone knew how to make an entrance.
Sliding my body down and then landing on the fire escape stairs I tried my best to get down them without losing my balance, the whole entire thing was shaking now. I felt it shaking more than usual though and looked up only to see Harley looking down at me with a sadden expression then a purple gloved hand came out, entangling itself in her hair and yanking her back in the room, her head bumping against the wooden floorboards and I could hear her squeak of pain all the way from down here. Something bad was gonna happen. I just knew it. I quickly moved as fast as I could, but then thanks to my trench coat got caught and I stumbled, my coat ripping and I had to grab onto the end of the stairs, which made me jerk slightly and I had to clench down on the stairs then glance down, a piece of my Halloween make-up or maybe it was the face paint, either way some of it flicked down into my eye which bothered me so much I lost my grip, falling towards the dumpster, I only had time to cover my face as I landed harshly. I groaned loudly in pain, my face cringing. My whole back felt like it was on fire now. I glanced up at both my hands then, seeing they had scrapes on them. They were bleeding. That's just wonderful, yes, I was being sarcastic.
Rolling off the dumpster, I had to grab onto it as I stood up, I felt like throwing up right now. When did it get so hot? I moved over down the alley, there was a very tall gate that a green metal covering, looked like some kind of covering for a trailer or something. I looked around to see if there was a door or something, which there was but it had a bunch of locks on it so that was a no go. Then there was, of course, another dumpster to the far-right so I moved over there, pulling myself up on it, cringing at the smell of all this. Again with me wanting to throw up. I had to stand up on my tippy toes to even barely see over, I looked around then and yanked myself up somehow, my feet on one of the gate's railings then lifted my leg leg up, making one good pull up and had to clench on the gate so I would not fall down. I hate gates. I had to slowly move up, move my upper body over the top, luckily succeeding in that. Then stopped completely as all I saw was a side walk that would crush my pretty little skull. How nice. I looked around and then to the right, seeing a drain pipe or something like that up on the brick wall, so I slid to the right slightly, moving my left leg down, so both feet were on the railing again and somehow slid myself over and then grabbing onto the drain pipe as I slid the lower part of my body over. Holding onto that drain pipe as if my life depended on it. Was kinda fun if you really thought about it, in a freaky, twisted kind of way. All the excitement and stuff. I was like junkie with this stuff. But yeah, I slid down slowly, making sure my feet stayed on the drain pipe as I did this, then slowly moving my feet onto the sidewalk. I was lucky I was getting shoot at or being yanked about harshly. But the peace didn't last long as I heard more gunshots but then I turned to my left and saw the Dark Knight right in front of me. I screamed, nearly collapsing on the sidewalk all the way together. Sure, yeah, give Jessie a heart attack tonight, sure. 'Cause it's totally normal to talk about yourself in third person like that too.
I glared at him then as he just stood there also glaring, at least it looked like he was "You're really startin' to tick me off now, Bucko." 'Cause it's so smart to insult the Batman. I might actually have anger issues, but who doesn't? Mr. Rogers. That's who. He growled, I promise you, he did. Then he yanked me so I was behind him
"Stay here." He ordered me and I shook my head
"Nu-uh." I protested "Not this time, Ninja boy. I know what happened last time you left me alone." He gave me one look of annoyance then he moved forward as the Joker's henchmen attacked, he tossed them over and under as if he was going to make an omelet out of them. It was entertaining until I noticed Harley and the Joker appear, Harley just jumped into the fight, no questions asked but I moved across the street but then I heard that same mocking voice from behind
"Ah ta ta." The Joker yanked me to him by my right forearm, his gloved fingers overlapping, probably going to cause more bruises later on "Where do ya think you're goin'?"
"Joker." Batman growled glaring at him but then Harley side kicked him across the face mid-air. Go, Harl. As Batman hit the gate...well, fence, whatever Joker twisted me around quickly and held me to him tightly, my head at his chest, yeah, that didn't come out right but oh well. He licked his lips, breathing heavily as he chuckled at the Dark Knight, I could feel the barrel of the gun at my neck. It was cold. He pressed the gun deeper into my neck so it hurt, made me cringe slightly. Batman swung at Harley, and she flew back into the middle of the street, laying limp now. Joker didn't really seem to care but I did. As much as Harley was annoying...she didn't deserve to be hurt like that. But I had to re-focus my attention back tot he Batman as Joker held me like this "Let her go." Batman commanded, but Joker just scoffed and waved the gun about
"Why would I do something like that?" He asked with a wide grin set on his lips then it turn nasty, into a intimidating grin "When the fun-uh is just beginnin'."
He fired it once and a bullet went through a stop sign only so far away, then he put the gun back to my neck teasingly. Everything got really quiet for a moment or two, I noticed Harley slowly getting up, whimpering slightly in pain but she tried to hold back her sobs. I wanted to help her but I was a little preoccupied at the moment. Batman was moving side to side wherever the Joker moved "You uh just don't quit, do ya?" Then he flung me aside roughly, I landed near by where Harley was and then I saw Joker laughing as Batman attacked him but Joker somehow managed to get a crow bar and swing at the Dark Knight. I quickly crawled over to Harley, starting to help her up but then she grabbed me instead, pulling me close to her in a affectionate away, a motherly way, she was running one of her hands through my still green sprayed hair
"Mr. J's gonna be A-okay and then every thing's gonna be peachy keen again, Coop, you just wait and see." She whispered in my ear and rocked me side to side as Bat-face and Joker went at it like rapid dogs. Deep down though, I knew nothing was going to okay again, everything had changed...and not necessarily for the best either.
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