Your P.o.v.
I was working as usual when my voices started talking again."I'm bored."
"Let's do something."
"We should kill our boss."
"Yeah!"
"Let's do it."
I sighed. Looks like they want me to start a career. I would be like The Joker. Which means I would need a cool name.
Look, guys, I'm all for this. But we need a name.
"We could be Wild Card."
"The Queen O Hearts."
You guys are geniuses. This is why I listen to you.
We need to go home, and get changed into our official villain outfit. Actually, it may take a while to figure this out. But it's happening.
I walked home and started going through a bunch of different clothes that I had. I chose the color scheme of red, black, and gold.
I took out my black leggings and cut holes in them. Then I brought out a red tutu that I still have from Halloween.
I took out a black tank top and red jacket so it looks cooler and I'll be warmer. Gotham is cold.
I decided to wear gold converse.
Then I went on to how I want my makeup.
I used my natural colors to get rid of all natural blush, and make my face look a bit narrower.
Next, I took out red, black, and white eye shadow and got to work.
I tried many ways until settling upon one that kinda looked like the Queen Of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland would wear.
Then I put on gold lipstick that I've never used before. I looked like a different person, the old me would've never wore something so bold.
I got on my outfit and decided it needed something so that I would be even more unrecognizable. I thought and thought.
"We need a wig."
Perfect! I got out my long black wig, again, from Halloween and put it on.
I saw red contacts next to the wig, shrugging, I put those on too.
"We need more gold."
Fine. I'll put on a headband.
"Do you see that necklace over there? That'd be perfect."
"Yes!"
Okay, okay. I'm putting on the necklace.
I look at my reflection in the mirror. I look good. I head back to my workplace.
While on the way I see a guy by a window.
"Hey, Halloween's over miss." I look at the man.
"Kill him."
That's when I remembered, I forgot weapons.
I looked through the window and saw gold gloves, which would go perfectly with my outfit.
I walked up to him, and smashed the glass behind him.
His eyes widened with fear as the alarms went off.
I stepped inside the shop and saw it was a hunting shop, with guns and stuff.
The best thing was, they were in crazy colors. I took the gloves, and grabbed the man's shirt, bringing him in further with me.
I took a red gun, gold knife, and black chains. Then I went over the counter and took all the bullets for my type of gun.
I put in as many bullets as I could. By now the cops were here. I pointed the gun to the man's head.
"Put your hands in the air!" One police man said, taking a step forward.
"Move and I'll shoot." I said. They stayed where they are. "Now, you're gonna leave, 'cause I have business to take care of." They still didn't move.
I pulled down on the trigger and ended the man's life. Ok ew I was an open fire, but I also know they wouldn't shoot unless commanded to.
I stepped closer to the men. And again, once more. I did this until I was face to face with one of them.
He looked nervous, obviously new.
In one swift move, I was behind him with my knife to his neck. I left the building still holding the police officer.
When I knew I could get away, I moved to the side of the man, and pushed down on the knife until his head wasn't on his body, then ran toward my final destination.
When I was finally at the restaurant, I wasn't sure if he would still be here. I walked in anyways.
I saw the lights were still on in his office. I walked quietly to his office.
He was on the phone, so I waited outside until he was done.
When he finally put down the phone, I got my chains out, and knocked on the door.
"This is gonna be great."
"Yeah."
"It will be."
Yeah.
He opened the door. I immediately put the chains around his neck and squeezed.
I got a thrill of excitement as I saw the light go out of his eyes.
"Told ya you're crazy."
And I believe you.
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Harley Quinn X fem! reader
Fanfiction"What can I say? I'm a Wild Card." Was all the mysterious girl in the crazy makeup said before backing into the shadows. I know nothing about this woman, but I do know I need to befriend her. Rather that than be her enemy. Crazy people are dangerous.