A Story about a normal everyday Henchman working for all kinds of villains and how he gets more 'up and Personal' with some of the female ones....oh! And the heroines as well.
So... after the experience at the bank..... nothing really changed. Well except that I now visit Harley every week. What I'm currently doing. Mostly she just wanted to hear what I've done during the week. I couldn't really talk about being a henchman for villains (because of all the security cameras), but I think Harley already figured that out.
"....and then I had to help my 'Boss' carrying some of his.... new aquiered jewels. Oh! He also seems to have some Bat problems in his attic." I said.
"Haha! I can imagine they were quite the problem." she giggled.
"Times up!" The warden said.
"Already?! It hasn't even be 10 minutes!" Harley complained and gave him a nasty glare.
"Rules are rules. Get back inmate."
"Huff! Fine.." she said and stood up.
The next second she headbutted the warden and broke his nose, as blood went down his face and he fell unconcious.
"See you next time Sweety!" she said and went out the room.
"Cya!" I said back and was about to leave, when another warden came in on harleys side.
"Excuse me sir. Could you wait for a bit more? Another Inmate wants to see you."
"Hm? Uhm, sure I guess?" I said and sat down again.
The next moment a woman went in the room and when I saw her, cold sweat ran down my back.
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'Maybe she isn't mad at me?'
"So you're the guy, who stole harley from me."
'Crap.'
"Once she came back the only thing she keeps talking about is (Y/n)!" she said with a bit of venom in her voice.
*Gulp*
"Trust me 'buddy', when I break out of here and I WILL, you're the first one who I'll visit. But not in the way you think. Oh no no. I already have something in mind for you." she said with an evil grin.
*Big Gulp*
With that said she left.
"Well... I'm fucked.... anyway I have to go to work." I said, accepting my fate already.
*Timeskip*
The job today was to deliver some drugs to an secret storage house at the docks, as black mask ordered. I don't like doing jobs like this one, but we didn't have anything other available.
"Bring the Cocaine over there. The LSD comes over there and could someone FINALLY GRAB THE WEED?!" the overseer comanded.
"Will do!" I said and ran over to it.
'At least it's the relative harmless stuff.' I thought, as I finally saw it laying at the furthest corner away from the group through my mask.
Everyone was required to wear some sort of gas mask, in case some of the drugs leaked, to avoid anyone getting affected by them. It even had some sort of medicine against it in case we're hit with some drug. Not cheap these things.
