Harley Quinn x Reader

Chapter Three.

Deadshot. Captain Boomerang. Killer Croc. El Diablo. Harley Quinn. Slipknot.

All these names were swimming in your mind. All villains. Even you, but you never did anything bad you just knew the wrong people that was all. Who were you kidding? You had a whole weaponry on your body.

"Get on the chopper!" Flag ordered.

Everyone made their way over to the green army helicopter, you were hesitant at first considering you were always afraid of flying and heights, it was such silly fears but everyone has their weak points and this was yours. You sat down on the left side of Harley and Deadshot sat on her right you noticed a phone that was in her hand. She smiled as a text came through, you peered over and saw that it was Mr. J he was apparently coming for her you look up to see Harley staring at Deadshot as he stared at her she raised a finger to her lips and whispered shhh.

"Took you long enough." Flag shouted over the door closing.

You watched as a women jumped into the chopper before the doors fully shut, she seemed to have a white mask that had a red circle on the forehead and a crack across the right eye.

"I was doing something important." She sat down and the chopper started going upwards.

Your fears started kicking in and you squeezed your eyes shut, your hands strangled the belt that was around your waist. You felt sick and dizzy.

"You okay?" Captain Boomerang asked his Auzzie accent sounding foreign to you.

You nod without opening your eyes, you were too afraid.

"You afraid of heights mate?" He questioned.

"N-No." You stutter in fear.

He chuckled and cracked open an energy drink. The smell assaulted your nostrils stinging your nose your eyes start to water and you weren't game enough to wipe the tears away.

"Are you guys seeing this?" Harley asked.

No because currently your eyes were screwed shut. And then the worst thing happened something hit the chopper and it started to go down, you scream as your stomach does somersaults. The helicopter hits the ground and flips your head hits the wall and you suddenly feel sick oh no. The bile in your stomach burned it's way up your throat and out of your mouth, you cried as vomit the hit the floor then it stopped the rolling came to an end and the screams and yells around you died down.

"Is everyone okay?" Flag shouted.

"Yeah." Deadshot answered.

You unclipped the buckle around your waist and stood up on jelly legs, you mouth tastes foul and you were still feeling vomity. You all made your way out of the crashed chopper Harley skipped out swinging her bat.

"That was fun. Let's do it again." She seemed awfully cheering considering she wasn't belted up and was flying around the helicopter.

"I don't think I could handle that again." You complain as you hold your stomach.

"Yeah, this chick chucked right next to me." Captain Boomerang shouted.

As he walked passed you he shoulder barged your arm. You turned to your side and spewed again you drop to your knees and cry as the burning got worst.

"C'mon Witch we're leaving." Flag pulled you up.

You groan and hold your head as you felt a headache coming on.

"Alpha team come with me." You made your way over to Harley who was happily chewing on gum that she apparently had.

"Huh, you got a weak stomach." You already knew.

"Yeah and you're a psycho." Was your intelligent comeback.

She laughed and blew a bubble with the gum. Pink. Such a girly color but you had to admit you liked that color on Harley, you seemed to be catching feelings for her. But you didn't like girls. You definitely swung for boys yet she was attracting you like a moth to a flame.

"Harley?" You liked how her named rolled off your tongue.

"Mh?" She hummed.

"Is Joker getting me too?" You were curious.

"No. He only wants me." And that turned you off from her.

As you and the others made their way into an alley Slipknot and Captain Boomerang tried to run Flag stopped his men from shooting Slipknot managed to get away but Flag pressed a button on this phone and Slipknots head exploded. Those 'trackers' weren't trackers at all they were mini bombs!

"Oh my god." You whisper.

Flag walked ahead as if none of that had just happened, he stopped at a police car. Two people seemed to be standing there they were groaning and they didn't look right.

"What are they?" You ask Flag.

"Humans." They did not look like humans.

Flag stood up and the things turned towards him, they ran towards the car and Flag ordered his men to start shooting.