his harley quinn [jerome valeska]

II

II - You Sadistic Fuck.

As Curtis looked into the vanity mirror, she smiled, touching up her blood red lip stick before capping it's container.

Some said her lipstick was made out of her victims blood, different shades of red, sometimes even a coal or black, and though she could very well do this, she didn't.

The victims she killed wern't worth the bullet she put into their head, she would always say.

Course she rarely ever used a gun to kill either, she loved blood, you could say she was obsessed with it. She liked to watch the life leave the eyes of people she disliked, liked to see them suffer slowly, and painfully.

Only thing was she killed the people she cared about.

As Curt eyed her full body in the mirror, she smirked as she was satisfied with herself. Wearing the same outfit as earlier, she just needed a little touch up before she headed out.

"Boys!" She called out, walking down stairs of her large Victorian home, her heels clanking against the wood.

Curtis had a very intricate taste, her house was authenticly built in the Victorian era, but located in the middle of the woods, secluded, hidden, only her allies knew about it.

"Yes Miss Cade?" Curtis heard her goons say as she reached the front door.

"We're going out, come on," she smiled, motioning her finger for them to follow. They did as told, locking the manor's front door behind them.

Curtis strut her way to the red convertible corvette she owned and hoped into the backseat.

"Put the top up, I don't want my hair to look like I was standing in front of a solid boom," she ordered, raising a brow,"Take me to Vincent's, I have some celebrating to do, and business to handle."

* * * *

"Curtis my darling," Theo greeted, smiling as he held his arms out for a hug, standing from his desk.

"Ahh, daddy hello," Curtis grinned, hugging him as she sighed,"I'm afraid we have some business to discuss," she grinned, taking a seat in front of his desk as she flicked her wrists, which indicated her guards to stand by the door and keep watch near Galavan's own.

"Anything for my Princess," Theo chuckled darkly, returning to his seat, leaning forward onto the desk.

Curtis removed her round sunglasses as she crossed her arms,"Heard you were planning on making a team, full of criminals, to take on Gotham and do your bidding," she chuckled,"Is this true?"

Galavan grinned,"My, My, Curt, you've been eavesdropping, you have a divine sense of hearing don't you?" He laughed,"What you've been told is true, I've recruited only the best, I've planned to bust them out of Arkham tomorrow, your asking why?"

Curt grinned, leaning on the desk,"What your creating is a team of underdog criminals, wanting to be in the spotlight," she chuckled,"I just can't have that, so, I've come to negotiate, and you being my fatherly figure in this shit hole, you should oblige."

"Continue," Theo stated.

"What if I led these underdogs to get what they wanted? But I, being team leader, and in control, too get the break through as well, like, the ring leader of the Circus, while your still the manager, the owner," Curtis grinned,"Think of it as a movie production, your the director, this group, is the extras wnd co-stars, and I, am that guest star, playing the main role, M'Yes?"

There was silence shared for a couple of moments, and it was clear that Galavan was thinking.

"As I consider you a daughter, I can't refuse not to agree with you, I trust you, Curtis, I need you to lead them well, heed them of being caught." Theo said.

"My, father, you really think under the supervision of me, they'd get caught, oh hell no, and even if they did, I could bust them out of Arkham in five minutes, you know this," Curt said, holding out her hand,"C'mon, Dad, whatta'ya say?" She grinned.

"Deal," Theo shook her hand,"If it was anybody else, I wouldn't agree, but knowing your reputation, and your relations with Tabitha and I, you are fit for the job," he chuckled. "You'll be spending alot of time at my place for a while, so, be sure to pack." He added,"Oh, yes, and, be there at twelve pm sharp, tomorrow," he stated,"The Maniax will be led under the impression of your own, if you truely see them as underdogs, fix this, and you'll be the leader of the most devious and feared criminal gang in Gotham."

"I'm glad you have come to a decent sense, father, I shall see you tomorrow," she chuckled,"Tootles," she waved, befote exiting, her guards soon to follow as they entered back into the club for a party again.

"Ahh now," she cheered, grinning,"That gives us time to celebrate, Lynn, Brynn, take watch from the bar, we may be here a while," she chuckled, clicking her fingers, and at the sound, her companions knee exactly to go, right away, as Curtis stepped deeper into the bar, receiving stares from every which way.

Vincent's was known to be the star attraction night club for the felons of Gotham, in which, everybody knew who she was.

Though the citizens of Gotham, had no idea what the Yandere Queen looked like, didn't know it was Curtis Cade, and she planned to keep it that way, and remain known as with her dank nicknames and unique sense of killing.

As she walked deeper into the club, she made it to the dance floor, searching for the middle, and when she was there, she danced.

If it was surprising enough, she loved to dance. Which is why her time was better spent on the dance floor then the bar, and so, that it was.