A different evil is coming to Gotham.
First, Lucy Quinn, the daughter of Harley Quinn, Is thrown in a room under lock and key alongside the children of the other members of the suicide squad in an effort to keep them safe.
Then, the Gotham criminal...
I wasn't ready for what I stumbled upon when I opened that door.
Knives.
Guns.
Bullets.
Laptops.
Tablets.
Things. Just...things strewn all over the floor.
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(ignore the chick sitting there to the side)
Actually, they were neatly placed in a circle with the very center void of any content. There were empty and half-empty bottles of whiskey and broken glass everywhere. There was a piano in the background and a tattered couch that seemed to have seen a lot of shit in its heyday. Blood splatters on the wall, on the ground...even on the couch.
I walked in slowly, making sure I wasn't stepping on anything. My eyes scanned the laptops and the computers, which were all powered off as the screens were black. When I reached the piano, I read the words etched on the pure white instrument.
Nonsensical, strange words which probably made sense to the person who had scribbled them. And honestly, this seemed to have one very strange man's fingerprints all over it.
"You shouldn't be here." A stern voice behind me startled me. I turned to see Frost staring from the doorway with a huge frown. "Come on. Get out before anyone sees."
I walked towards him but I made sure to take in as much as I could on my way to the door. "What is this place?" I asked innocently as Frost slammed the door and made sure to place a lock on it.
"We don't discuss this. The Joker can't find out, and I am probably as good as dead if he finds out we are keeping anything from him." He sighed.
"I won't say anything, I promise." I looked up at him with concern.
He nodded and extended a hand out to the hallway, encouraging me to walk.
"Are you going to tell me what I walked into?" I asked hesitantly when we reached the living room.
He chuckled. "No. You can forget it."
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(Regular POV)
"I don't understand.." Harley muttered as they walked toward the Ace Chemical plant.
"Of course you don't, my dear." Joker laughed.
"I destroyed this place." Harley sighed.
"One thing you should have learned by now, Harls," Joker said as he cut Harley off as she walked, stopping her in her tracts, and gripping her jaw with his hand, "I. Never. Lose." He whispered, his breath washing over her face. He held her there for a few seconds before pushing her away, nearly making her fall and lose her balance.
