Batman had helped me out the car and onto one of the platforms inside the cave.
He led me up to a platform with lots of computer screens and different tech scattered around.
He helped me sit in a spinny chair and stood across from me, leaning against a railing.
I shivered slightly as a breeze flowed through the cave. "So can I ask why we're here?" I asked, looking up at him.
I could feel his eyes on me, his face hidden by the shadows.
"You'll be staying with a uhm, close friend, until I figure out if you're really suffering from amnesia. And I have some questions for you." He stated.
I nodded, sinking farther into the chair, having a feeling this would be awhile.
"What's your full name?" He asked. I looked at him funny.
"Harleen Frances Quinzel." I stated.
"What do you last remember before waking up?"
"All I remember is my first day at Arkham, I was introduced, given an office, and told it would be about a week or more until I got a real patient and was assigned lots of paperwork. Pretty bummed out about it...I feel like I have lots of potential and maybe only I see it." I said rambling. He shook his head.
He went on asking me questions that were random and basic until he asked something that shocked me.
"Do you remember when and where you got tattoos?" He asked, clicking something on his computer after putting something on my finger.
I laughed. "Real funny. I'd never get tattoos, they're tacky and unprofesional." He glanced at me, like he was still waiting for an answer before sighing.
He turned to another screen and pulled a camera up. I gasped as I saw tattoos decorating my face and arms. I stood and examined my body.
"What are these?! I didn't get these! These are horrible, does that say rotten?!!" I yelled out, looking and reading everything. "Daddy's lil monster?! This has to be a joke and it isn't funny. Are you going to answer?!" I demanded, looking back at him staring at yet another screen.
He stood and looked at me. "Not much to say besides that you did get them. You just don't remember. And it seems you are telling the truth, and I don't know if that's good or bad...."
I scoffed and went to speak again before he rose his hand. "I'm taking you somewhere, someone I know will take you in and keep an eye on you for awhile." He said, leading me down all the platforms back to the car.
He helped me in and as he got in he handed me a blindfold. I rolled my eyes and put it on, sitting all the way back in the seat with my arms crossed.
We drove off and drove around for awhile before pulling up somewhere and my door opening. I felt hands grab my arms and lead me out and away from the car into a building. As I heard a door shut I felt the blindfold being pulled off. I blinked and saw an older looking man standing in front of me.
"Well hello miss Harleen. I'm Alfred, butler to Bruce Wayne and we'll be taking care of you for awhile." He introduced himself. I nodded.
"Thank you, and do you know how long I'll be here? Honestly, that batman guy is freaky." I said laughing awkwardly.
He chuckled. "Not sure miss, it's all up to him. And yes he can be, just have to get to know him." He said smiling at me. "Would you like to go to your room? I just finished fixing it up for you." He asked. I nodded and he led me up some stairs and down a hallway, making sure to stop and help me if I needed it.
He led me into a fancy bedroom that was spotless. As I looked around I noticed a few bags on the bed.
"What's that?" I asked, walking towards them.
"Ah, we assumed you didn't have any of your belongings from what you remember, so Mr.Wayne had a lady friend help pick some clothes out for you. I hope they fit, if there's a problem you can call for me any time." He explained, smiling warmly. I smiled back and nodded.
"I'll be downstairs if you need anything miss." He said, slightly bowing before exiting and pulling the door closed behind him.
I sighed and looked around before climbing into the bed and passing out.
*Bruce's POV*
I sighed and sunk into an armchair. "Alfred, I don't know what to do. It seems like she's telling the truth but I don't know, she's not easy to trust."
Alfred sighed. "Given the circumstances sir, you have to have a level of trust. There's not much to do to tell if she is or not. Just take it easy sir."
I nodded and sighed. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, feeling myself drift off.
I jolted awake as I heard shattering glass and Harley screaming from upstairs.
Alfred was stood in the doorway looking towards me.
I jumped up and darted towards the secret entrance to the batcave.
I only knew one person who would come after Harley right now.
*Joker's POV*
I grinned as I slammed the gas pedal to the floor, racing away from Wayne Manor.
"Keep her down boys! Can't let her escape!" I yelled into the back of the van. I heard one of my men grunt in response.
She just kept fighting against them. "GET OFF OF ME YOU FREAKS!!!! WHO ARE YOU?!!" Her screams were muffled.
I glanced in the rearview mirror to see them wrapping cloth around her mouth.
I laughed to myself as we raced through Gotham.
As we arrived back at the hideout I jumped out and walked to the back, ripping the doors open.
She looked up at me glaring. I grinned and motioned for them to bring her out.
They dragged her out and stood her in front of me. I grabbed both of her shoulders, grinning and staring her down.
She glared up at me, unable to speak still. "Welcome home sweetheart." I said cackling.
Her eyes grew and the angry expression disappeared. I grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside, where I took her to our room and slammed the door behind us.
"Sit." I demanded. She sat down and I took off any bindings she had on her from my men.
"Who are you and what am I doing here. You said welcome home. I don't live here." She spit out, glaring at me with anger and confusion.
I grinned once more and threw my arms out. "This is your home, you just don't remember. But I'll make you if I have to....Puddin."
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Heyyy guysI'm so sorry it took so long to get this updated, i've had sort of a writers block lately with no motivation to write or knowing what to write.
this will also be a three part or maybe longer series XD
just because i like what i thought of and it's a little dragged out
but i will come up with more to come out hopefully
leave or message me any suggestions if you have them!
thanks for reading <3
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