I hop out of the car and remember what I'm wearing,I turn to Amber who is still gripping the steering wheel as white as a ghost. "Em,hey Em do you have any more decent clothes I can wear?"I ask her and she shakes her head,I groan. "Guess I'm going in like this."I said heading towards the door,not a guard was in sight so I just opened the door. I walked into an empty reception room,'it's late,Charlie must've gone home.'I thought. I walk past and towards my office,when I get there I expect Harley to be waiting for me,but she's not. Instead my office has spray paint all over the walls,but not from Harley as I can tell. I walk over to my desk and see a note,written in lovely handwriting.
Don't fall victim to his games like I did
Little snowflake.
Don't let them get to you
It ends in heartbreak
Some they like you
Others dislike your views
But these to will be the end of you.
-H.QI roll my eyes and go over to my wall and observe the words painted there. In all the colours of the rainbow but mainly in green and red.
Hahaha!
Jokes on you!
J
Francine Olive Quinzel,my doll.
I love you!
Hahahahahaha.
I groan,to many times has the word ha just been painted everywhere. I go back over to my desk and take a good look to see if the mysterious vandaliser had done anything to it and to my surprise there are words carved into the wood. I start to read them,they go in a circular motion.
Climbing out the back door. Didn't leave a mark. No one knows it's you miss Jackson. Found another victim. But no ones gonna find Miss Jackson Jackson Jackson.
I groan. What is it with this mystery guy? I pocket the note Harley wrote to me and walk out of my office. I would've forgotten why I was here this late if I didn't hear the most horrific scream. I ran in the direction of the scream,I walked into a room to see Adam,Charlie and Jeremy tied together. Harley was playing with her gun pretending to shoot them in the head,Selena stood next to them twirling a security card in between her fingers. I looked to see where the scream had come from and my eyes landed on the table in the far corner,I gasped at the scene. Amber was tied to the table by Ivy vines. I growled,"Is this what you do Pam? Tie your own daughter up? You're meant to be motherly,not make her think you're a monster."I said,catching the attention of Harley and Selena. I walked over to Amber and shot her a smile,she smirked at me. "Ready?"I ask,watching her place her hand on some of the vines. She nodded,"Three."I placed my hands over the vines,"Two. One.."both of us shot our powers at the vines and the retreated off her. She slowly sat up and swung her legs over the side of the table,she grabbed my shoulder to balance herself. Ivy came out of the shadows,"My baby's."she said,looking at the dead shrivelled Ivy vines on the ground. "Hey,I'm your real alive child and all you care about is those stupid plants? Mum I even died my hair red just to look like you. You were my hero and all you give a fuck about is some stupid fucking plants that'll grow again?"Amber screamed at Pam. I turned to face her,"Your hair isn't naturally red?"I asked confused. She shook her head,"Its brown."she said. I smiled and turned around to see Selena gone,"Shit."I said,"Em,ya ready to be a hero?"I asked her. She nodded,we left Pam to cry over her plants and Harley to. "Wait,Where's Harley?"Amber asked,I looked over the three that were tied up,no Harley in sight. "Great. We have a Cat with card and a crazy clown on the loose. What could possibly go wrong now?"I said and laughed as we exited the room.(I'll have one more part to the Arkham thing)
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My Parents My Patients - DC Next Generation
Fanfiction"Hi. I'm Olive. Olive Francine Quinzel." Olive Quinzel is an intern at Arkum and a resident psychiatrist at Belle Reve. She hasn't seen her parents since she was four. The day that they got caught,she got sent to Gotham Mental Institution. She gre...