Hunted

Chapter 3

(3 Weeks Later)

(Afternoon)

(Harley Pov)

Y/N and I were currently playing a game of checkers. He's become a little more talkative during these past few weeks, but only to me and Yuri....whenever someone else enters the room he just quiets down. Even though I was trying to focus on our game I couldn't stop thinking about Mr. John Doe. That man knows how to make a girl laugh. *Sigh* it's such a shame Batman threw him into Arkham............

Y/N: Miss Quinn?

Harley: Huh?

Y/N: Are you okay?

Harley: I'm fine. Heck I should be asking you that. Little birdy told me you've been having some difficulty sleeping.

Y/N: Little Birdy huh?

He looked over at Yuri who jumped at his sudden glance.

Yuri: [Look at the time! I've got to be somewhere else right now!]

She sprinted out of the room as Y/N chuckles slightly.

Harley: Well, well...didn't know you could laugh.

Y/N: ................

He looks at me with a deadpan face.

Harley: Just messing with you.

Y/N: Checkmate.

Looking down I see he's manged to take my last piece.

Harley: W-wait! I had 4 left!

Y/N: Had.

Harley: .........Best outta 3.

Y/N starts to reset the pieces when suddenly a knock on the door causes him to freeze.

???: Hello? Y/N? It's Dear old Jack Miller.

Y/N suddenly recoiled and knocked over the game board.

Harley: Whoa! Hey!

Like a scared cat he clawed his way under the bed before Jack entered the room.

Jack: Y/N I'm-

He stops as he notices me in the room.

Jack: I'm....sorry. I wasn't aware he had visitor today.

Harley: Well...he does and from the looks of it....he might not want you here.

Jack started to chuckle as he walks past me and towards Y/N. He knees down, grabs his wrist and pulls him out from underneath...a little unnessacery if you ask me.

Jack: Their you are.

He stood him up and began to pat the dirt and dust off of him.

Jack: Can't have you looking like this right?

Y/N stayed silent and nodded in agreement. Jack patted Y/N's back and looked at me.

Jack: Ms. Quinzel...if you be so kind to give us the room. Their's....a something I'd like to discuss with Y/N.

Y/N posture changed...from relaxed to the most tense I've seen in a kid.

Harley: Actually...we have a movie to catch.

Jack: Not to be rude, but-

Harley: Yea yea yea.

I grab Y/N's hand and practically dragged him out of there. Ignoring Jack's protest I took Y/N into a near by park and sat him down on a bench. He still had that scared look in his eyes...

Harley: Okay, what was that all about?

Y/N: .............I-I.....I need to get back......or Mr. M-Miller.....he isn't gonna be happy....

I look over at his sleeves as he tries to hide them. Reaching for them Y/N finches slightly.

Harley: It's okay...I'm not gonna do anything to hurt you. I just wanna make sure your all right....all right?

He nods and looks away as I pull up his sleeves. His arm was practically covered from top to bottom in bruises.

Harley: Wha-what happened?

Y/N: ..........I fell....

Harley: Knowing you hardly leave your room you expect me to believe that?

Y/N: ...................

Crouching in front of him I cup his hand and try to get him to look at me.

Harley: I might be your therapist...but I do care about you. So, please...tell me who did this to-

???: Sir, we located them.

I turn and see two men in black suits. One surveyed the area as the other talking into an ear piece.

Man 1: Mam. We're gonna need you hand him over.

Harley: And who are you?

Man 2: No one you need to know.

Man 1: Make this easy and just hand the kid over.

Harley: Hm...let me think about it....

(General Pov)

Harley suddenly crouches down and punches them both in the ball's. She grabs Y/N and tries to flee when she's suddenly yanked back and held up from her wrist.

Harley: Let me go!

???: Guys...guys...there's was no need to be this rough.

Jack Miller walks over and helps his men up from the ground. His large guard held Harley out towards him.

Jack: Miss Quinn, I apologize for how they treated you, but I did say I had some urgent matters to talk about with Y/N....isn't that right?

Jack placed his hand onto Y/N's shoulder and slowly started to rub it. Harley slowly came to sudden realization...it wasn't just beating Jack was doing...

Harley: Get away from him you sicko!

She thrashed around desperately trying to free herself. Jack chuckled as he snaps his finger. His guard drops her and punches her in the gut. As Harley rolled on the ground a bit the guard hold her up by her hair.

Jack: This is what's gonna happen. Your going to forget any of this happened today. Your gonna stop going to the Orphanage and maybe juuuust maybe....I'll let you live.

Harley: *Cough* Why not kill me now?

She growled

Jack: The amount of effort its gonna take to scrub you clean is gonna take resources I'd rather use elsewhere. Plus....

He lights a cigarette and blows the smoke into Harley's face.

Jack: You look like a smart girl...it'd be shame to splatter you all over the pavement.

He nods at the guard and he kicks her ribs. Jack and his guards walk away with Y/N. Jack takes one last puff and tosses his cigarette. He wraps his arm around Y/N.

Harley: That *Huff* That bastard!

She yelled as she limped away....

(Later...)

(Arkham Asylum)

Joker hums to himself while flicking cards to a wall. His attention is suddenly drawn to a commotion outside his jail cell.

Joker: Hey! Keep it down out there! Don't make me call the homeowners association!

The cell door suddenly swings open and he sees Harley holding a gun and several bodies behind her. A smile suddenly etched itself onto his face.