Welcome to Gotham

I've Found You

The streets of Gotham were quiet. Not a villain in sight. He had already spent a week there and there was no sign of the person of interest. He even checked on the Penguin and he was so afraid he wanted to leave right then. Run and hide in a shell, but Deadpool just laughed in his face and tortured him for a bit. After all he had been bored out of his mind without seeing any action. Where was this clown dude and why hadn't he made his move? Maybe everyone had taken a holiday. Boredom was settling in like a fog on the water that Gotham kept at bay. How could it be so boring. He looked up at a neon lit sign that said LAUGH FACTORY. He started to walk toward it. As he walked toward it the screams got louder. Making him cringe with the harsh tones coming from the open industrial window. Worry started to sink into him, because the name sounded like somewhere Harley would be and somewhere a horrible joke could take place.
'You don't think she could possibly be in there could she?'
'Hard to tell it is the laugh factory after all... Although it doesn't sound much like any real laughing is goin on.'
"YOU DUDNER HEAD! I TOLD YOU TO STEAL THE DIAMONDS FROM THE CAT! THE DIAMONDS WERE WHAT I NEEDED YOU IDIOT! SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I KEEP YOU AROUND!"
"Be... Because you love me?"
"LOVE YOU?! I HATE THE VERY GROUND YOU WALK ON! I HATE YOU! I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU! YOU'RE ONLY AROUND BECAUSE I NEED A GOOD RIDE EVERY NOW AND AGAIN AND IT'S KINDA HARD TO FIND ONE IN A BASKET OF PECKERS!"
"But... But I got every thing from her lair. I thought the Mencemark diamonds would be in there."
"I Should KILL YOU HARLEY!"
"Please don't Mistah J I'm so sorry I didn't know anything! I tried I really-"
POW! SMACK ! SLAM! Deadpool could hear all of it and was saddened by every scream of how she was nothing and she was no one. It wasn't true
'There is only one way to be sure.'
'Teleport in there and kick whoever is talking to her like that in the face multiple times.'
'I don't' think that's right... How about we find the Mencemark Diamonds and get them to him. Maybe he'll let her-'
CRASH! Deadpool looked up and seen a small limp figure falling out of a window. What was left of his very small heart lurched causing him to teleport and grab her. Their land was bumpy and he skidded into a pile of trash holding her as tight as he could. He finally got to look at her face. She had blonde hair that was in matted and yanked pigtails, her left sparkling sapphire eye was swollen shut and the right wasn't too far being. her plump lips were busted and bleeding, and her perfectly painted face was stamped in blood and fist prints.
'I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL THAT CLOWN!'
'No. We-'
'I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT WHAT A DAMN BAT SAID LOOK AT HER!'
That's all Deadpool could do. He just wanted to stare at her and fix all her wounds. He had never felt anything in his head so strongly, but the want to kill him was real and that's all he wanted to do. "Are you alright?"
"No... Yeah... This is the normal... Hey you're the black and red guy. You saved me from the Penguin. Boy where have you been?" She said and then he watched her eyes roll back into her head. 'How could he?'
Deadpool lifted her up and walked for five blocks singing random nursery rhymes. He just tried to make her feel better. He walked up stairs and to his new home. Which was a lavish loft all done in black and red with his emblem everywhere. Gently he laid her down and walked into the bathroom looking back at the angel lying on his king sized bed. He poured bubble bath that smelled like lavender in the large black tub. He kept lavender because at one point it was the only thing the voices would cease for. He made sure it was nice and warm. Then he went to the bed and pulled off her mask, unzipped her costume and pulled off her lingerie. When he first saw her he went to the elegant underwear store and brought every size and shape that he thought would fit for her. She could live here forever and never run out of underwear. He lifted her into the tub and sweetly began to bathe her. He washed her hair gently he noticed that there were scars and bruises all over head. Then he washed off her make up and cleaned her wounds. After he made scalding hot rags for her swollen eyes to cover them after he got her dressed in pink babydoll night gown he slid her into his bed.
'Isn't she beautiful? And you said she wouldn't like us.'
'I can't believe we were gentle.'
'Maybe its time.' Wade said plainly. 'I'm tired of always being a hardass and I want to feel something before I die. I don't know about you. But this time I'm going to try. And when I die. If I die. I'll do the same to death. It's time I stop pretending I don't love being in love.'

The voices became even more still and silent as they watched her creamy pale yet almost golden skin covered with bruises and her golden hair fluttered all over the pillow. She was beautiful, but with those bruises she was damaged. She didn't deserve to be damaged. She was too beautiful to be that way. He stood and paced the floor for what seemed like hours. He knew that something had to be done so he waited for that. He watched her breathe and sigh and snore. He reached out to touch her, but he was much too afraid to see her wake and scream. But he sat and stared at her for what felt like hours until his angel woke up and looked at him from her much less swollen blue eyes. "Hi."
"Hello."
"I'm Harley."
"I'm Wade, but everyone else calls me Deadpool."
"Deadpool... How did you know what I wore?"
"Ever since I seen you at Penguins lounge I've thought of nothing more than to give you my very all."
"Well thank you but I'm... I'm... I'm damaged."
There was silence and then a full stream of tears her clean body was shaking and she looked so tired, so weak. All he wanted was to save her from whatever it was she was tied to. He reached for her small delicate hand, and took it holding it tightly. "Everyone is damaged. But it's alright. I like damaged." He looked at her small smile and decided to ask her the big question "What on earth are you doing with a clown who throws you out of windows. Batman isn't here and won't be for a while."
"Well I guess today would have finally been the day." "You're not going back to him Harley. Not while I'm here."
"Yeah right. He'll expect me to come crawling back with the Mencemark Diamonds in my teeth."
"I'm going to take care of you Harley. That's that." He said sternly. "Tell me he isn't what you want and I promise you that I'll fix it."
"I want to be cherished and not thrown from anymore windows."
"I can do that."
"No you can't."
"Yes I can."
"How?"
"I'm going to get the Mencemark Diamonds and I'm going to save your life, and I'm going to give you..."
"Give me what?"
"I'm going to give you love." He kissed her forehead. "I have found you Harley. I'm not going to lose you."