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This is only the beginning.

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Harleen Quinzel was a girl just like us. Alone, scared, until she finally got a respectful job. As so she thought. Harleen walked into the creepy Arkham Asylum with complete utter.
Water dripped from the ceiling, mold stains everywhere, it was like working in a dumpster.

"Hey hotness, you got your first patient. I would keep of caution with this one. " A guard stated. Harleen rolled her eyes and laughed. Suddenly, a green haired freak came strolling in. "Dr.Quinzel" The freak said. "Hi. You Got a name mister?" Harleen asked him. He said "Why, you don't know me? Haha, she doesn't know me! I'm the joker baby." Harleen stood there in complete shock. She has heard many stories about this man. Or thing. The two sat down at a table and began talking. "What do you need?" Dr.Quinnzel asked. "Baby, I need a machine gun." Joker said. Harleen just looked at him. She didn't know what to say. "A machine gun?" She asked. The joker laughed histarricly. His cackle was so annoying. It made you want to punch him.
"I-I don't know mister." Harleen said. Joker suggested,"Please, call me Mr.J" and his smile when from ear to ear.

Suddenly, machine guns were being fired from every direction. A man ran into the room the two were talking in, unstrapped joker from his ropes, and took Harleen without any warning.
Some men layed her down on a table. "Get your hands of me! Let me go!"Harleen tried fighting back. "What do we have here?" The joker sarcastically asked.
"I did everything you said! I helped you!" Harleen yelled. The joker shot back. "No hun, you broke me from every living nightmare I had! We, are gonna have so much fun together." "What are you gonna do, ya gonna kill me, Mr.J?" Harleen asked nervously. "Oh baby, I'm not going to kill ya. I may just hurt you really, really bad. Maybe even worse."  Said the Joker. Harleen said, "Oh yeah? Well, I can take it. You have no idea." The joker smiled at her. He shoved a gag in her mouth and said," I wouldn't want you breaking those perfect, porcelain capped teeth, and your name isn't Harleen. It's Harley. Harley Quinn."

Harley cried as joker touchered her. As soon as it was over, joker let her go. She ran off as far as possible. She didn't know what was happening, but she found a motorcycle, hopped on it, and drove off. Joker was driving a purple Lamborghini. Harley lined up with him and looked at him. Joker cover the side of his face. "You're such a pain in the ass." He quietly said. Harley kept going and this time, she stopped. She hopped on the side of the motorcycle and the bike slid across the ground making a horrid screeching sound. When it stopped, she got off and stood in front of the bike.

The joker slowly pulled in front of her and stepped out the car. "I helped you. I did everything for you." Harley yelled. The joker said, "You're mad, insane even. Hell, I'd even say You're crazy." Harley grabbed a gun and pointed it to his head. "Do it. DO IT!" The joker yelled to her. "My heart scares you but a gun doesn't?" Harley asked. Harley stood there and shook her head as she started crying. "Oh baby, no, don't cry. Would you die for me?" The joker asked.
"Yes." Harley said. The joker said,"No, that's to easy. Would you...would you live for me?" "Yes." Harley told him. "Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty...say it." the joker teased.
"Please." Harley said.

The joker laughed and said,"Do it for me." Harley turned around, stuck her arms wide out, and fell back into an acid pool. As she fell, the joker walked away, took off his fancy jacket and ran into the pool with Harley.
Thier crazy days, were soon to come.

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