A/N: I rewrote chapter 5 to include the original ACE chemical scene. Now as promised... Joker's POV of the events of the movie starting from the same chemical scene.

I watched her disappear into the murky chemical bath. All my aces were in a row now. I turned on my heel, she wouldn't be anymore trouble. How easily it was to trick her into taking her own life.

I took one step and then a second one more hesitantly. A siren song called to me from the deep. I found it impossible to take another step away. Even a monster was not with mercy. What kinda of act was without its lovely assistant anyway?

I ripped off my jacket and tossed it to the ground, wanting to salvage it from the wreckage. I turned back to her song and took my bow.

The chemicals did nothing to me... they couldn't burn away something that wasn't there. I lifted her out of the bath. She felt like a corpse in my arms. I sealed my lips around hers and pushed in the living elixir. She sputtered and opened her eyes. Our eyes locked.

I felt something click inside of me. The millions and millions of cogs in my brain shifted to make a place for it. She was inseparably bound to me now, my beautiful and miserable creation. She pulled me into a deep kiss. The Clown in me laughed. A girl and the devil twirl in the pale moonlight.

And the song... I knew we could both hear it.

…...I'm fucked up... black and blue...I'm built for it, all of the abuse...

Club music blasted in my ears. She danced with him... to make me jealous. She wanted me … to go and play with her. I almost forgot about the toy in front of me. I looked over at him... and he was looking at her too. She was magnificent, drawing all gazes to her like a whirlpool. She fired imaginary rounds into the crowd. Waves of bodies keeled over like bowling pins in her mind's eye.

"You're a lucky man" I heard the pawn say. I turned to him. The Clown placed an ancient somber mask over his face. The audience could see what would happen next.

"The fire in my loins... the itch in my crotch... the one and only Harley Quinn" The Clown said dramatically with his arms in the air. He was quite the performer.

I called her over with a whistle... She greeted me with a loving "Puddin,"

I didn't really hear what they were saying because I was already savoring my kill. I didn't like sharing... especially not my prize possession. As she sat in his lap, I imagined his dead body lying on the floor, frost crusting over his eyes. The thought of it sent electricity up my finger tips.

I heard my audience collectively gasp. I pulled the trigger at the camera and it went black.

She took my hand and we ran through the back of the club out of the service exit. She crushed me against the blood red bricks that walled the alleyway. She placed her lips on mine, a dragon breathing fire into my lungs. She drew me out and I pressed my hands onto her hips. Date night... god how I loved it

Sirens wailed in the distant and soon the street was adorned with blue and red flashing lights. My tricked out clown car was waiting for me underneath a busted out street light. I shoved myself into the driver's seat. She slid over the hood and made her way into the passenger's seat. The engine purred to life and we went speeding down the street. Neon lights became fractals in her hair. She looked at me with a devil's grin.

Right on cue the black horned beast roared behind me. I look into the side mirror. It was the knight.

"Looks like we have company" I said cheerfully.

"Batsy... Batsy... Batsy" She chirped.

A thud landed on the roof, causing the car to swerve. She frowned and grabbed her gun out of the cup holder.

"... ruining date night"

I heard a barrage of gunfire. The Clown smiled, and rows of sharp pointy teeth glinted in the dark. His teeth were shards of glass lacerating his bloody gums.

"... I can't swim"

I felt water surround me. I realized that I must have driven off the pier. I was floating on the surface, swimming with the moon. I looked around for her. She was no where to be seen. I dipped back underneath the black surface... she was gone. My blood turned black. I was once again incomplete.

I heard a car screeching to a stop. I heard the slow shuffling of neanderthals. Men wearing animal masks and carrying flash lights appeared on the dock. They were late.

My henchmen pull me out of the water. One handed me a towel. I shook my head to the side to get the liquid plugs out of my ears. God... they were to0 late.

The henchcar pulled up to left of me and I quickly got in the backseat. I ordered them to drive after her. I could see the horned beast receding from me. He was getting away. I pulled my gun on the driver. I stuck the barrel to the base of his skull.

"Drive faster, Jerry" I said in low monotone syllables. His name probably wasn't Jerry though he responded well enough as though it were. ProbablynotJerry drove with expert precision but unfortunately the henchcar was no match in speed to the horned beast. It ebbed away. I heard siren screams, warding us away.

"It's a trap, boss" ProbablynotJerry said. His voice was shaking and I realized that I still had my gun to his skull. The Clown closed his red eyes and receded into the shadows. I lowered the gun.

"Take us back to the house" I said defeated. I hit my forehead against the window in frustration. I felt the car lurch to the left in the direction of the carnival. I heard the laughter of ghost children.

A checkered board...almost all the pieces were in line... but the ivory queen was gone, taken out by the dark knight.