Duela saw a face on the ground of the sewer. Blood was leaking from the white, red, and pink body part. She thought that it was some sort of prank. Surely this wasn't an actual face, right? She examined it closely and voices flooded her head. She believed it to be Jokers voice saying things like, "Pick It Up." And, "Try it on for size." She admired him, and even wanted to become something like him.
Tears flooded her eyes as she picked it up. The staples and fish hooks were still attached. She immediately started to stick the hooks, staples, fishing lines, etc. Into her face. It was painful, but, it was worth it. She walked out onto the streets of Gotham feeling... Different.
She felt better than ever before, she felt like she was one with him now. She even started to believe herself to be his daughter. She smiled widely, just like he used to. She wiped the tears from her face, and when her vision was done being clouded up, she was standing in front of a ware house. Of course, her curiosity got the best of her as she went towards the door and opened it. She wandered behind some old wooden crates and heard voices. She immediately hid. "Well, what do you suppose we do?" Said a manly voice, "I don't know! I'm still hocked up on that looney juice I took!" Duela knew that voice. It was Harley Quinn! Jokers "ex-girlfriend."
