Mad Love

Chapter 30

Harley's POV:
I left the building with the rest of Joker's men, following Nick who said he had a camera hooked up to every tv in Gotham. Since I was the new man in charge I needed to make a little welcoming speech to my city.
I had my men find their own way to get to the roof of a really tall office building but I used my old grappling hook that's saved my life more times than I can count. Nick was already up there setting up the camera, I walked over to the edge of the roof and looked out, the sun was starting to rise.
"Beautiful morning." I stated walking the perimeter of the building, glancing over at Nick who looked up, concern in his eyes.
"You're starting to remind me of him, you know that? The joker."
I glared, my blood boiling from hearing that name.
"Never mention that name, NEVER! I am NOTHING LIKE HIM, get back to work."
"Sorry for speaking my mind ma'am but you once used to be a lot different, when I first met you you were a self respectin' girl who was AFRAID of the joker, you still should be! When you think you've killed the joker he always comes back, batman's killed him hundreds of times! Why do you think he's not afraid to die?! Now you're just like him and despise the even thought of him..." He sighed and set up the camera as I pointed my gun at him. I wanted to pull the trigger, it was a rotten and terrible feeling that made me want to throw up. But I could never bring myself to do it, he meant too much to me because he was right, I've turned into this monster named Harley Quinn. Nick is the only thing that reminds me of what I used to have, who I used to be, and what very little sanity I have left.
Nick turned on the cameras and I returned back to my quirky self. "The joker is dead, I killed him. I'll be calling the shots now!" My gunmen started firing in the streets to get some attention from some of the citizens on the streets.
"My name is Harley Quinn, which is a name all of ya should remember. If you try anything funny I'll blow your brains out, you can count on that." Screams could be heard from below, if I wasn't in charge of Gotham before, I certainly was now.

Jokers POV:
Harley was a fool to shoot me in the chest, hardly anybody dies from chest wounds, it's the brain you wanna go for, you never miss. I pulled myself up and tended to my wound by ripping the bullet out and wrapping it with an ace bandage to put pressure on it. I decided to wait and let Harley think she was running the show for a little while, but I will be back, sooner than she thinks.  I chuckled. This is going to be fun!

Hey guys, sorry for the short chapter but the next one is going to be much longer because it is going to be the last chapter of this story :,( Let me know how you liked this story and I'm so sad it's coming to a close. 31 chapters, holy crap! Thanks for sticking with me this long, it's been an honor writing for you guys!