Gotham High: Harley & Joker [COMPLETED]

-Chapter 4-

{Edited}
Harleen

I sat there, flabbergasted.

Did....that just happen? Am I dreaming? If so, it's kinda like a nightmare. Why did I have to squeak like a fudging idiot?! Gah! I wanted to bury my head in my hands. He probably thinks I'm such a dork right now.

I finally zoned back in to Pams voice. "Okay! Well! Maybe it's time for a new game! What aboouuuuttt... spin the bottle?!" She asked peppily, and I let out a dramatic gasp.

"N- I- uh, hey, what about...uh...a- a battle! Yeah! Like girls vs boys!" I interjected loudly, everyone turning to look at me questionably. Pam didn't seem too happy about me ruining her idea, but I didn't get two flying rats asses about her opinion right now.

"What kind of battle?" Edward asked nervously, and I started to stammer.

"A...fight..? Like a..." I looked around wildly for an idea. What did you usually bring to a fight? A knife? Oh, what are we gonna do, stab each other until there's only one person standing?! Come on, Harleen, think! A gun? Like that's any bet- hey wait. "Pam, do you have water guns?" I asked her, and she frowned at me.

"Mmmmhm." She replied, one eyebrow raised, and I sent her a shaky smile.

"Can, we, uh, use them in a water fight..?" I asked almost hesitantly, and she narrowed her eyes, making me even more nervous.

Then, so sudden I jumped, she threw her hands up, grinning. "Sure, why not?" And I let out a sigh of relief. Thank all that's holy-

Next thing I knew, we were outside, armed and ready to unleash watery hell.

Edward

I gripped the water gun in my fist. It was a little squirter one, but we didn't have much to choose from in the first place. There were three water guns and two of those long water shooter thingies. I got the smallest of the guns, and the girls had claimed the long shooters. But there had only been two, so I wonder what they'd do now that they were out-gunned and outmanned. Harvey has settled for being a sacrifice and a backup. If we needed a distraction or a shield, Harvey. If someone got shot and we needed someone to take that persons gun, Harvey.

"Alright, listen up!" Pamelas voice broke through my thoughts, loud and clear. "Your guy's base is that car! We get the shed. Got it?" Everyone responded with acknowledgement. The car was broken down and rusty, while the shed have a couple of nice holes in it, the paint peeling off. "You get wet, you're out! Last person standing wins for their team!" She explained, before taking a deep breath. "Annnddd... go!" She immediately darted behind the shed. We had placed a bucket of water behind each base, so we could get refills. I felt a hand grip my arm, and yank me to the side, throwing me on the ground as a stream of water sailed right where my head was earlier.

"You saved my life." I whispered, looking up into Harveys eyes. He shrugged.

"Don't make it a big deal." Was all he replied with, and I sat up, making sure my body was hidden behind the car. I looked to the side, and the whole team was hiding here, looking at each other.

"Well? What are we waiting for?" Jacks voice rang out, and with a devilish grin, he twirled to his feet, gun at the ready. Of course he had gotten the biggest one, and so it could shoot farther and hold more water. He giggled as he shot his gun, and with a glance at Johnny, we rose to our feet to join him, firing wildly.

I heard a shriek, and saw that one of us had gotten Pamela, but I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Johnny, eyes wide, shaking.

"Johnny? Hey, what..?" I asked, dropping my gun to support the guy. He was sliding down the car slowly, looking at me, his lips parted slightly.

"I..I'm not gonna make it..." he breathed, and that's when I noticed one part of his shirt was darker than the rest.

"No..no, no, no, stay with us, buddy!" I huffed, shaking him. His head rolled, and Harvey placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, shaking his head slowly.

"Avenge.. me..." With those last words, Johnny went limp.

"He died serving a noble cause." Jack interjected, nodding sadly. "His death shall not be in vain." He growled, his somber frown turning into his usual wide grin, whirling back to face the girls. We could see a body, their legs exposed but the top half covered by the shed. I guessed that was Pamela.

"Sick bastard!" Was all I heard, before a blast of water shot right at me. I froze, my breath catching. Come on, Edward, move! You can't die like this! I felt strong hands collide with my body, and before I knew it, I was on the ground, and I flipped over to Harvey standing in my place, his teeth grit and eyes defiant.

"No! Harvey!" I called, reaching my hand out as he started to fall backwards, stumbling. I shot to my feet, but I was too late. He collapsed, his breathing labored. I scrambled to his side. "Harvey, no! We have to finish this!" I urged, but his body was already still. I was silent for a moment, before letting out a howl of rage and pain. How many more had to die in my arms!? I rose, my chin set, my gun pointed directly at the shed. They will pay.

With a shout, I ran forwards, around the safety of the car. Jack called after me, but I ran on. I turned the corner, around the shed, where Harleen and Selina were crouched, murmuring to each other. Harleens eyes widened, as she was the one facing me. She pointed, letting out a strangled gasp, and raised her gun. Too late, though, because I fired towards Selina as she started to turn around, and the stream of water hit her right in the face, soaking her. She toppled backwards, dead before she hit the ground. Harleen let out a defiant screech and before I knew it, a cold blast of water hit me square in the chest.

I tipped backwards, the world seeming to go in slow motion, the only sound was my squirt gun smacking against the hard ground as it fell from my hand.

What a cruel, cruel world this was.

I hope you liked the chapter, guys 👀 now it's down to two, who do you think is gonna win..?