Rise of Harley Quinn Jr.

What's going to happen to me?

"Huh, where am I?" Asked Batgirl. "Harleen?"

The heroine realized she was strapped down to a table of some kind. She took a look around the room. Most of it was pretty dark and seeing things made it near impossible, but Barbara was able to see a small metal table on her right. On top of it had been a tray. Inside the tray was a scalpel, some sort of Joker doll, spray bottle, and other things.

But where was she? What kind of room in the old Arkham Asylum was it?

Suddenly two figures came into view. As they came closer, Barbara realized it was The Joker and his girlfriend, Harley Quinn.

"Good morning, Bratgirl." Said the clown sidekick. "How ya feelin?"

"Harley, where am I?" Barbara asked. "Where's Robin?!"

Joker looked over at Harley. "Go ahead." He said with a sick grin.

The clown girl seemed overjoyed! It was like somebody had trusted her with something special!

Barbara shuddered at the thought of what 'Harleen was going to do to her?'.

"Yippee!" She hopped up and down then looked at Joker. "Do you really mean it, puddin? She's mine?" Harley asked.

Joker just nodded his head. But before he left the room, he said one final thing to Barbara. "You'll see JJ soon enough. After Harley is finished with you in a few weeks."

After Joker was gone. Barbara had so many questions to say to Harley, the first was where is Batman's sidekick?

"Where is Robin?" Asked Barbara.

Harley gave a sick smile and looked at Barbara with curiosity. How should she break her? What would work best?

But Barbara was getting impatient. "I said where is Robin, Harley?!" She yelled.

The ex-psychiatrist looked at Barbara with annoyance. "You need to learn to not yell in this household." She said. "Watch your tone with me, Bratgirl. Why should I answer your question if you've never answered mine?"

"What question, Harley?" Barbara asked, confused.

"I asked you, how ya feelin?" Harley repeated.

Barbara rolled her eyes. "What do you want me to say Harley? Do you want me to say I like being strapped to a table? Probably going to experiment on me, or kill me slowly." She said.

Harley giggled. "Kind of funny, but I'm not going to kill ya. I don't want to do that, Me and Mr. J just wants to set you free."

"What do you mean?! You mean do what you did to Robin?" Barbara asked.

Harley crossed her arms. "You make it sound like it's bad. I didn't do anything, it was all the handy work of Mr. J! I was just the assistant." She said truthfully.

"But you still helped, Harley? Why did you do that? How could you?" Asked Barbara.

Harley turned around and looked at the curtains. She didn't know what to say. The question caught her off guard. But she needed to say something.

"I guess ever since I fell in love with Mr. J. All I ever wanted was a family with him. Something to call my own. Have kids and grow old together. The crimes were fun at a time, but they've become incredibly boring. Me and Mr. J both yearn for more."

"You didn't need to do that to Robin. And Joker didn't need to kill Batman." Barbara told the crazy ex-psychiatrist.

"I didn't want to go through childbirth. Both me and Mr. J had a talk and decided to adopt, and we knew that birdboy was the fine candidate. It was done very soon after that. Mr. J was great at what he does."

Barbara could tell even if she wasn't looking at Harley, she had a dreamy look in her eye. Probably because she was talking about Joker. Those two had the strangest relationship. How long until Joker just ditched her or threw Harley out of an open window again? It seemed like their relationship was always dingling on a string. How long were they going to stay...Happy?

This was probably permanent. Joker had killed Batman. There was no way to go from there. Barbara couldn't even begin to imagine Joker messing with Superman. But then again, Bruce did tell her that Joker tried to kill Superman and the entire Justice League several times.

Joker, Harley, Tim, and possibly her would start causing trouble. Barbara already knew that Harley wanted to make her crazy too! Probably in Harley's image as well!

Would Barbara at least have free will, or does whatever they did to Robin, prevent her from doing anything? Would she be like a zombie doing whatever was commanded from her masters? Or would it be like that one time both her and Robin touched Harley's book and made the two of them her slaves?

"But you see Bratgirl," She turned around and looked at Barbara with a sadistic grin. "I'm getting tired of having one child. I want a second one, which is where you come into play."

"I'm not going to bend to your will, Harley. You can't break me as easily as you did with Tim." Barbara told her.

Harley reached for a box. Once she had it, the clown girl opened it to reveal two jumper cables. Both of them were red.

She looked at Barbara with a grin. "Do you still think I can't break you? Mr. J did this with Robin, but it was for hours at a time. We broke the birdboy in a matter of days. How long do you think you can last?" Harley asked.

Barbara was terrified! But she couldn't tell Harleen that!

"I can last a long time, Harleen."

Harley gave Batgirl an annoyed glance. But it quickly turned back into a grin. "Mr. J. said your mine. Do you know what that means, Bratgirl? I'll tell ya, it means that I'm going to first break you down like the bat you are," Harley walked up to Barbara until she was inches away from her face. "Take away that heroism, what you find right, and then build you back up in my image. I won't go overboard with it though, I've always wanted you and I to be friends. Real good crazies, you know what I'm sayin?"

"Shut up, Harley!"

Harley backed away. "Now, that wasn't a joke!"

She put the jumper cables on either side of the table that Robin had been on. Harley was going to enjoy this.

Barbara was worried about what was going to happen next? Even though she acted like she was still tough, Barbara was very scared! She knew it was only a matter of time before....She was like Joker...Harley...and Tim.