Mad Love

Chapter 29

Have you ever felt like what your experiencing isn't real? Like when you break your leg or pass out on the floor and there's a split second where you think to yourself, is this really happening to me? I felt that for the longest time, or at least it felt like it. I could feel my skin and everything else burning. I couldn't breathe either, but it felt almost like I was paralyzed, floating in emptiness. This must've been like what it was like to drown. The chemicals seemed to grow hotter with every second I floated to the bottom of the canister, or that was where I though I was going, I really didn't know. Was I dead? Was this what death was like? Suddenly my body started to twitch and writhe like I was getting shocked by electricity, it felt like I was going to blow up and suddenly as if I was giving off an explosion I could feel the chemicals around me move. I moved with the flow and hit something hard. I lifted my head and gasped taking a deep breathe of air. I threw up some of the chemicals that I somehow swallowed. Looking around, the rest of my body still submerged in the chemicals, I saw that I had made it to the entrance of the sewers. It was raining outside and it was night. I dragged my body from the puddle of chemicals that were being poured out into the alleyway where I was. There was a puddle of actual rain water nearby and I looked into it, seeing my reflection and what damage the chemicals did to my skin. I looked completely white, thinking it was my makeup I rubbed my face and looked at my hands that were still gloved, no white makeup came off. In panic I ripped off my gloves and stared at my hands, they were white too! I started to freak out, ripping off some of my costume until part of my arm, leg, and chest were visible, they were white too. What had the joker done?! He didn't kill me, he turned me into him! I couldn't take it, I was becoming more and more angry. My long, wet black hair was covering part of my face. I probably looked like a demon. I covered my face and then let out the loudest scream I had ever made in my life. People probably heard me and would most likely start coming outside to see what the problem was. I began laughing hysterically and stood up, keeping my hair in front of my face. I walked off out of the alley and into the quiet street. I remembered my gun that I kept in my boot and pulled it out. I was going to kill the joker for what he's done to me and anyone else who gets in my way.

The abandoned building where joker lived wasn't too far away. I slammed open the door, not caring if I woke the whole street up. I had a menacing smile plastered on my face and I began shooting every henchmen I saw who came to see what all of the racket was. After every henchmen I saw downstairs was dead I made my way upstairs. I slammed open the door to jokers room and saw that he was in there reading. He looked up with a look of shock and put his hands up thinking I would spare him, pathetic.
"Harley?! Your alive? That's wonderful! How'd the chemicals feel? They seemed to work nicely." He was obviously stalling me. I loaded the gun and was about to fire before he said, "If your going to shoot me, do it. But before you do, I bet your wondering why I didn't shoot you. Why did I throw you into a vat of chemicals and expect that to kill you?"
"I don't want to hear anything ya have to say, especially an excuse." I said through gritted teeth.
"It's not an excuse, it's the truth. True, I did want to kill you, but since you're a special girl, you deserved a special death. And NOW I bet you're wondering, what's so special about getting thrown into a vat of chemicals? Hehe! Well, it's because I wanted you to die the same way I did. But like you, it didn't kill me either, it just gave me a new look. This just proves how alike we are."
"That doesn't mean you're not gonna try to kill me again." I held the gun to his forehead.
"That's true, but I just felt like you needed some context. Anyways, just shoot me, I've already completed my goal which was to turn you into me, and it worked! Now another joker can run the city just like I did. Haha! Imagine that!"
"Run the city?"
"Yes, that's why you're here, no?"
"I just wanted to kill ya cuz you turned me into a homicidal maniac freak... And that's what I'm gonna do." I moved closer to him, kissed him one last time which was probably really confusing for him, then shot him in the chest. He fell to the ground and I then ran down to find Nick. If I was gonna run Gotham I needed some henchmen of my own. The remaining were hiding in the basement like a bunch of cowards, the rest had fled.
"The joker is dead, ya work for me now." I said with power and confidence in my voice. Pointing my gun at all of them. I saw Nick in the back of the crowd.
"You! C'mere." I snapped my fingers at Nick and he slowly moved forward and stood next to me. "You're my new right hand man and I have a job for you. Get me hooked up to every tv in the city, I have an announcement to make."