Drained. All the life in my face was drained. Drained. Drained. Drained. It seems like nothing is going my way and I don't like it!
Listen to yourself you sound like a toddler
Well voice in my head I don't care. BOOMER, DIABLO, AND CROC ARE DEAD AND I CAN'T DO JACK SHIT ABOUT IT!
CALM DOWN now you truly sound like a toddler
I have the right to be upset my friends died don't I?
The only thing you should be worrying about is Mistah J
He doesn't love me anymore. He left me.
Shut up he loves you
NO YOU SHUT UP! I DONT LISTEN TO VOICES THAT DONT EVEN HAVE A BODY!
The voices go quiet as if hurt by my words.
Awwww what happened cat got your tongue? Stupid voices.
I've gotten used to the voices, but that doesn't mean I like them. A single tear drops from my eye filled with the sadness caused by my friends. This is why I only conversed and built a relationship with Mistah J. Deadshot comes over to me and places a strong hand on my small shoulder telling me through his actions that it's ok. More tears stream down my face, but that small pity session is short lived when Flag suddenly burst onto the roof. Eyeing him up and down I take in his appearance. His once wrinkled shirt is now in pieces hanging by a thread. His pants had small gaps in the right leg and his buzz cut was somehow messed up. I didn't think you could mess up a buzz cut. He had his gun dragging on the floor with a very exhausted look on his face yet he still looked determined at the same time. This guy sure was a trooper.
"Hiya Mistah Flag. I killed a witch lady. I know ya said she was not ta be harmed, but it was all done in self defence"
I walk up to him and slide my arm around his neck.
"Wanna see something cool? I got a heart"
Sticking my hand out I make sure to put the heart really close to his face.
"Quinn. Where did you get that heart?"
Giggling at his oblivious nature I decide I should probably tell the truth. After all this heart is really gross to hold.
"From that witch lady. Jeez where ya not listenin? Men these days am I right?"
Flag freezes still staring at me.
"You blonde bimbo! Give me that heart!"
He rips the heart from my hand and quickly does the same thing to everyone who was left which only consisted of me, Floyd, and Katana. The pain in my chest from the newly cut scar from my friends dying is still raw flesh. My one skill that I use a lot is one I picked up from Mistah J. Don't show emotions. Flag has bearing human hearts lined on the inside of his arm. He places them on the ground in the shape of the headpiece the witch lady was wearing and pressed specific spots on the hearts. One glowed a red color when Flag pressed it. Another one lightly glowed a black color. The last heart glowed a blue. All three hearts started to float up into the air making the shape of a feminine body. White blinds my vision for a split second. White form lady configured into an actual human being right before my eyes. She was now an average looking woman, and shared features with the witch lady. Average of course meaning compared to me. HAHAHA. Nothing can beat the good ol pale skin factor.
"JUNE!"
Flag was next to me so that outburst of his rung loudly in my ear drum.
"Aye watch yaself Mistah Flag! Or ya heart is coming out next"
My eyes bore into his for a split second and he almost looks apologetic for a split second before running to his wife.
His wife?
Shhhh voices he doesn't know that I know.
Ok Harley
Flag and June kiss leaving me and the rest of the team gagging.
"Come on man not here with your lady friend"
Deadshot exclaims and to add emphasis he points in his mouth and makes gag noises. Which makes me giggle. I look to Katana expectantly so she does a slight mock gesture of what Floyd did.
"HAH! She has jokes!"
June and Flag stop kissing at the sound of us acting like kids.
"Oh I almost forgot"
Flag whips out a small device and presses a button. It emits a soft red glow and begins beeping. An ear splitting shriek that I wish would stay in the fiery pits of hell. Before I even have time to wonder what was happening a helicopter lands on the roof with us. Multiple guards from the prison we were at before our mission pour from the helicopter pushing me into a deep pool of confusion. Until finally it registers what's going on. They are coming to take us back.
"Comon Mistah Flag I got 70 years to fill out and I only get 10 off of my sentence. I'll be there forevah!! Can I at least get a coffee maker?"
I exclaim as Floyd gets down on his knees in surrender. Flag looks to me with an unapologetic expression before a guard comes over and drags me to the chopper.
"ASK YASELF THIS MISTAH FLAG. WHO IS THE REAL VILLAN HERE? IVE BEEN TORTURED AND YOU WERE THE CAUSE. I DIDNT EVEN GET A COFFEE MAKER!"
I put in my 2 cents to that Mistah F. I look forward just in time to get my head pushed down so I didn't hit it on the top edge of the chopper. With guns to my back I'm guided into a medium room with guards surrounding every inch of wall and a chair in the middle of the room. Oh great.
The last thing I see is Flag holding his wife close staring at me through the window as I get pushed into the chair. A particularly cute guard comes up to strap me in, but I don't feel like playing. Even if the pools and pools of fear in his eyes is amusing. I'm going back to that horrible place and no one is coming for me. Mistah J won't do it he hates me now. Red doesn't know where I am. I'm not exactly on the best of terms with Selina. Well shoot I'll be there forever.
Stop moping Harley you have us
The voices sounded offended that I didn't take them into consideration. I simply role my eyes at their comment leaving the guard who strapped me in confused.
"None of ya business pal"
He shrugs my 'craziness' off and deposits himself in his own seat on the other side of me.
Stop acting like babies I'm gonna be in jail forever. I tell the voices.
Fine be like that
Silence sets in and I'm left alone with my thought which were swarming. Each more violent than the last.
Hey I'm sorry come back!
But no voice retuned my plea. Well now I truly am alone. The guard with shaky hands tied my arms and legs to the chair and straps my head back against the head rest. Or so called head rest this black cushion was as hard as a rock. Well that's just great I was so lost in thought I missed my chance of fun.
"Buckle up private!"
Snickering I notice a boy looking at me blushing. Hmmm how weird. Only Mistah J had eyes for me. Anyone else got shot. Well Harley here is your entertainment. The blonde boy sits next to me and types stuff on his phone. Work emails, texts to friends just the usual.
"Hiya. Harley Quinn nice ta meetcha.
I'm met with silence because blonde boy doesn't know I'm talking to him I'm guessing.
"And ya name is?"
Mystery boy looks up to me surprised that I spoke to him let alone noticed him. Well folks place your bets right now.
Goody-to-shoes
Town good boy
Exercised non stop because he got teased in high school
Hmmmm let's see then shall we?
"Harvey. Harvey Dent"
"Hmmmm I'll just call ya Harv. Ya like Harv right? Oh well that's what I'm calling ya"
He nods, still blushing.
Looks like someone has a crush Harls
Oh shut up will you?
"What made ya get into the military?"
His facial expression shows shock at my question.
"You actually want to know about me?"
He stares at me and I shrug.
"Why not?"
Harvey's eyes water slightly, but he quickly hides it thinking I wouldn't notice. Well I did.
Little boy who never got any attention payed to him
Nope you can't change your bet.
Awwww fine
Harvey explains his story to me and I must admit it was kind of sad. He just wanted his parents to love him.
"Welp Harv ya got a friend now"
Harvey stares at me for a split second before nodding a silent thank you. We talked the rest of the way back to my new home and only stopped when a shake tells us we landed.
"Thanks Harley I do believe I'll go into politics. I appreciate your support"
He smiles at me before his commander comes back to my holding room.
"PRIVATE DENT UNLATCH THE PRISONER AND TAKE HER TO HER ORIGINAL CELL"
Harvey looked at me with an apologetic face before injecting my arm with a syringe. Nothing happened for a few seconds which left me confused. Sadly a few seconds was all I had before immense pain quickly spread through every part of my body.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Nothing could describe the feeling this liquid gave me. It was like being stabbed with a million knives all at once. Harvey pops open the latches on my bindings which causes my body to slump into his arms. Luckily he was there to catch me otherwise I would have fallen face first onto the dirty floor. If Mistah J would have been here h- oh wait Mistah J wouldn't be here he still hates me. My heart aches for him. I feel like I'm mad without him. A tear is shed from my eye before I'm forced to seal them to try and block out the pain.
"I've got you Harley"
My so called friend injects me with another chemical which numbs the pain. Oh great two shots in one day. At least the pain was gone. Carrying my in his arms Harvey carries me inside of the facility. My weak fist lightly pounds on his chest. The sad part was that was supposed to be a punch. Through my peripheral vision I spot a sign that has the words 'belle rev' spray painted on. So that's what this place is called. Pain shoots up my right arm as Harvey slams it into a passing wall.
"H-hey watch ya self Mistah"
Harvey smiles apologetically before we turn down another corridor and go into a room. My room to be exact. My eyes widen at the sight of my giant bird cage once again in front of me.
"Oh shit...."
I mumble while Harvey puts in the code to my cell. Against my will he takes me and places me down on my new bed that was placed in my cage. It was hard and I feel all my hopes of comfort wither away as if they never existed.
"Listen Harley. It was nice meeting you. I hope we can meet again and I promise if I win mayor of Gotham my first decree will be to give you your freedom. I promise just hang in there"
The only thing I can do to him is blink.
"Ok. Just tell the guards to play nice. Last time I had to deal with a guard he shoved a tube down my throat"
Harvey chuckles and tilts his head to the side.
"I do remember that you snapped at least 4 guards necks"
Harvey snickers and I JUST role my eyes.
"Eye for an eye"
Harvey gives me a weak chuckle before staring at me. I stare at him too wondering what's going on inside his head. I see mixed emotions in his eyes. Fear, wonder, enchantment, and other conflicting emotions. Harvey begins to lean forward down to my lips. His eyes never leaving mine he brushes a soft kiss onto my lips. I felt a small spark emit when his lips touch mine. Like when I drink a grape soda.
"Until we meet again Quinn"
Harvey walks out of my room and into the corridor from where we entered. Not before locking the door to my cage of course. A tingling sensation spreads throughout my body telling me the medicine has traveled throughout my body. Placing a hand on the side of the bed I grip onto the sheets to help myself up. I shakily get up and take a few baby steps. Something shiny grabs my attention. Is that?
"A COFFEE MACHINE!"
Echoes. Repeat my happy squeal back to me as I run to hug the machine. It was sitting on a chest. Wonder what's inside...? Flicking open the latch I pull open the chest to find it full of small coffee things and coffee cups. Inside was a note from Flag.
"Dear Quinn,
This is the least I can do for you. Just ask for refill when out. Take it easy until the next mission ok? Enjoy the books
With deep loathing
Flag"
Aww that kidder saying he loathes me and stuff. Eager to try out my new machine I take out an expresso cup and place it in the compartment. I grab the solid white expresso cup to only set it back down on the stand seconds later. Oh I haven't had coffee in a while. I forgot how it tastes! How could I possibly do that? A small drip from a rusted pipe startles me. It only reminds me that I'm still in this hole. Taking in my surrounding again I look at all the entrances surrounded with guards, the walkway in front of my cage where Amanda first inspected me. It brought back such painful reminders this is where I'm living now. My brew finishes with a loud beep causing me to snap out of my trance. I feel the warm saucer in my hands when I pick up my expreso set. It reminds me of when Mistah J would bring me coffee in the morning.
Enough Harley get your mind off of him
Oh fine. Something pink pokes out from under my bed which triggers my curiosity. Sliding my hand under the bed it comes into contact with something fuzzy. I slide my hand back out and I'm met with a pair of pink fuzzy slippers.
"awww Mistah Flag ya are just too much sometimes"
My body finds red comfortable spot on the bed with the slippers warming my feet while I sip my coffee and read my book.
"Oh Finn how could you do that to Candice"
I mumble already into this book.
BOOM
"EEEK!"
Forgetting about my book and coffee I toss them aside at the sound of the boom. The boom sends echoes along each wall causing me to duck into a small position. Men dressed in army suits bust through a hole in the wall instilling a growing fear in my chest. I'm too weak to fight and I have nowhere to go. WHAT IF I GET THE TUBE AGAIN? The men approach my cell, one of them pulling out a saw.
"Listen fellas I didn't go nothin wrong. Don't give me he tube again"
My pleas are ignored as usual. Once the door is sawed off in a circle one of the guards with the label Joker on his torso walks into my cell. That could only mean one thing. My puddin has been captured and these are his guards! Everything goes quiet, the only sound being the guard in my cells heavy growls. Not just any growls, but-
He removes his mask revealing the love of my life in all his glory.
"PUDDIN"
My squeals could probably be heard outside of Belle Rev, but I didn't care. Mistah J extends his arms waiting for impact allowing me to run into them. I fly for a split second before I meet his warm, possessive arms. The arms that I didn't know I could miss so much. He breaths in my scent as I do his and we just remain like this for a few seconds.
"Harley"
Mistah J growls.
"Yes puddin?"
"Let's go home"
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Mad Love
FanfictionShe didn't love him for the way he silenced her demons, but for how his demons danced with hers. He didn't love her for her sanity, but for how she dove head first into insanity for him. She didn't want someone to take away the darkness, but to st...