Batman | Wildcard

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Rain pelted down on the dark roads of Arkam City, a thick fog was rolling in from the east, luckily the Batmobile had fog lights. "I wish we could give her a second chance." Robin sighed, leaning against the window and gazing up at the moody sky. Batman tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "I admire your ability to see good in everyone, Robin." He replied, not looking at him. "But she's dangerous, a risk to Arkham."

From the backseat of the Batmobile sat Harley Quinn, the one responsible for starting the fire at the abandoned factory. She had set up fireworks and explosives in the building and lied about having hostages to lure Batman and Robin inside. But the duo were quickly able to outsmart her sloppy plan and apprehended her, much to her distaste. "Hey Bats, you ever considered a bit of color in this old rustbucket? It's all doom and gloom." She called out. "And where's Mr J? If he was here, he'd be kicking both your butts into next week." Robin turned to look at her. "Joker's serving his sentence at the asylum, and you're on your way to start yours." He informed her calmly. Harley crossed her arms and huffed. "You two are no fun, and you especially don't know how to treat a lady." Robin chuckled quietly under his breath.

The Batmobile stopped at the gates to Arkham Asylum, and two guards opened them. "At least I'll be with Mr J. He's all I need, not you two freaks in spandex." Harley snorted. "Joker hasn't got the best taste in fashion either." Batman mumbled, making Robin snicker.

There was an array of armed security guards waiting to greet Harley when she arrived, Batman and Robin took her by the arms and led her inside. Quincy Sharp stood with them, clipboard in hand. "Good evening, Quinn." He smiled as she was brought over. "Oh great, I thought you would've retired by now old man." Harley snorted as she struggled in the hero's grips. "Get her to her cell. I don't have time for sarcasm." He ordered. Harley was handed over to security and promptly dragged away, all the while screaming obscenities and insults at Quincy and the duo. "Thank you both for your work." Quincy praised, shaking their hands. "All in a day's work, warden." Robin smiled. "I trust she will be kept from Joker? You know what a terror they are together." Batman replied. Quincy nodded confidently. "Of course, we will not have another night like that." He replied, casting his mind back a few years to when the Joker was first brought in. "Good." Batman turned to Robin and they left, before taking off into the night.