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Harley PoV
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"Today in Happy Harbor, Rhode Island two separate groups of young, good samaritans fought off both the Terror Twins and Condiment King, there were a total of fifteen casualties, Maria Santiago age 9, Officer Ripley age 27, Sarah O'Connor age 23," the woman WNN continues to list off the fatalities, some people cheering for Condiment King pissing me off as they do so, others look pissed.
"Buddy Sandler, also known as the Condiment King was also a fatality thanks to the quick response of one unnamed good samaritan, who used the discarded weapon of the late Officer Ripley to end Condiment King's reign of terror, reports from the Justice League have released that the good samaritan was gravely injured when Condiment King's backpack that contained and dispensed his twisted condiments exploded after being tossed up into the air."
"In other news, the long lost son of Thomas Wayne, Angel Wayne, after making his appearance in Gotham last month was seen entering the mall where this incident occurred, reports list him as missing, could this have been a kidnapping plot gone wrong?"
A couple of guys laugh, "How much you wanna bet that rich little fuck boy was the one who offer Buddy and ended up dying because of it."
"He deserves it, fucking pretty boy billionaire, thinking he can hang with guys like us." Two benches chuckle while my world seems to fall apart, I see red and grab Mr Bang Bang off of my hip and pull the trigger twice in quick succession splattering their brain matter, skull fragments and blood all over the wall and booth that they were sitting at.
"ANYONE ELSE HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY ABOUT MY ANGEL?!" I scream while bursting into tears, a mad cackling laugh bubbling up inside of me, as Pammy hugs me from behind and Selena hugs me from the front and slowly takes Mr Bang Bang from me.
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Harley PoV end
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"Master Bruce…it seems Miss Quinzel, killed two miscreants after overhearing them disparagingly refer to…Master Angel, and she believes him to be departed."
"I see…where is Harley Quinn now?"
"She willingly admitted herself to Arkham Asylum's…custody, and she is starting to serve out her previously vacated sentences with additional time…added on, though both Miss Isley and Miss Kyle…have express concerns that unless something is to change her mind that Miss Quinzel may attempt suicide…or lose all the progress she has currently made."
"Killing two people in a fit of rage and grief does not seem…like progress for Harley Quinn…Alfred."
"I see, Sir." Alfred's discontent is clear in his voice as Bruce suits up and heads to the needed iteration of the Batmobile, once the Batmobile leaves the cave.
"Sorry Master Bruce, even if you have made stunning progress on opening up since Master Angel's arrival…you still lack certain experience in interpersonal relationships." Alfred mutters as he dials Mount Justice.
"Hello Mr Tornado may I request to speak with Master Medic?"
"Certainly Mr Pennyworth." The screen goes black for a second before changing to display a young man just sitting up in bed with a rather attractive redheaded woman in his bed.
'He certainly has the Wayne charm…'
"Alfred, did Bruce, Dick or Barbara get hurt?"
"No, they are all quite alright Master Angel, I am calling in regards to Miss Quinzel…she experienced a bit of a psychotic break after a news report led her to believe you were either kidnapped or killed in the incident at the mall…"
"Can you have a car waiting for me at the."
"Certainly, Master Angel."
"Thanks Alfred."
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MC PoV
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Throwing on some clothes I head to the Zeta tube, and activate the holographic terminal and select Gotham from the many zeta tube destinations.
"So…you're sneaking out." M'Gann states accusingly as she's suddenly right behind me, nearly giving me a heart attack.
"Yes…"
"To go see your ex-girlfriend who is a murderer!"
"Yeah…"
"Fine!" M'Gann huffs and then flies away aggressively.
Shaking my head I walk through the Zeta tube platform and arrive in a clean alley next to a phone booth, a black town car with a man in a suit with the back door held open waits for me.
…
The car pulls up to the iconic wrought iron gates of Arkham Asylum and they slowly open, and the car pulls up to the front of the building, I get out and walk inside through the visitors entrance which is the front door.
"How can I help you…?"
"Wayne, Angel Wayne here to see Harley Quinn…"
"The orderly doubling as a receptionist begins to deny me."
"He's with me." Bruce says in his Batman voice making me look over my shoulder and arch my eyebrow at him, he gives me a lip smile.
"R-right away Batman, Sir!" The average looking male orderly looks like he's going to piss himself but waves Bruce and I on while pressing the button that releases the magnetic bolt keeping the door shut.
Following Bruce through the winding hallways of Arkham, until we reach custom made cells, with the special crazies inside of them, I reach one cell in particular looking inside… through the window past I see a cage inside of a dimly lit room with Harley in the middle of it in a ball only in a pair of panties and a bra.
I look to Bruce who nods and waves a key card over the card reader, the magnetic bolt makes a loud clicking noise and I begin to enter inside alone, but Bruce rests his hand on my shoulder and presses a metal key into my hand.
"Thanks big brother." I murmur and Bruce smiles as he looks away from me, the door shuts behind me and I walk up to the cage and put the key in the lock and turn it unlocking the cell.
I pull the door open and walk over to Harley kneeling down I slide my hands underneath her and lift her up and cradle her against my chest, I notice the blood on the floor and the long cuts along the length of her forearms a razor blade slips from her limp right hand and falls to the floor.
"Crazy girl, I'm going to spank some common sense into you." I mutter my voice cracking as I push my warmth into Harley.
"No, I don't want to live in a world without you my Angel." Harley's voice is so soft and distant my eyes start to sting.
"Then you're lucky cause I'm right here Darling…Harley this is what I meant when I said that we were bad for each other." I murmur, as Harley's pale skin returns to her usual fair tone a smile stretches across her face and she pulls herself up to kiss me using my shirt as leverage but at the last second I put my hand between our lips and gently push her away.
"No Harley…you know I was fine with you capping two guys but trying to kill yourself…even after knowing I survived having my neck snapped…I don't…I can't…ever be with you if this is how you react to me getting a little banged up…" I finally say to Harley though it feels like I'm ripping my heart out, as I gently push her off of my lap and stand up as Harley starts sobbing, her arms wrapping around my legs as she whimpers on the floor.
"Pwease, you don't mean it!" Harley practically begs her bottom lip sticking out and trembling.
'I have to mean it Harley.' mental flashes of finding my middle school girlfriend dead in her bathtub flashing through my head after she opened her own veins in said bathtub.
"Harley, you know what I went through with Brandy, Katie and Amanda…and yet here you are cutting yourself when I'm unkillable…I won't be in this kinda relationship again." I mutter and Harley's arms go limp and I begin to walk away from her.
"I'll be better I promise!"
"Prove it, until then…I can't do this…I won't, I love you Harley…but I can't help you fix yourself." I say sadly, as I reach down and pet her head channeling all of me into her, letting her feel the love I have for her and the hurt finding her like this makes me feel.
Before straightening my back and walking away to the sounds of Harley sobbing, "I promise, I'll come for you when I'm better!" Harley yells to me when I reach the door.
I pause and nod but I don't trust myself to speak, Bruce was still here waiting for me at the door.
"Care for a beer?" I ask a Bruce who glares at me through the white eyes of his cowl.
"Fine, I'll go back to being under house arrest, killjoy." I grunt.
"You and the Team have a mission." Bruce informs me as we exit Arkham.
"Where?"
"Santa Prisca."
"Cool, cool...I think I need some armor...and I know you don't like it but a sidearm too."