Harley Quinn And The Joker

Where Did The Friends Go

The same night, a lone man walked alongside the harbor, far away from where Two-Face and his crew worked on their plan.

The sun sent her first light over the buildings and trees as dark clouds formed above the river, causing a wind giving the man some chills.

Using black clothes, his body was covered by the darkness and the water splashing against the boats swallowed the sound of his footsteps.

A nervous look on his phone asured him that he was in time - other then the person who asked him to come here in the first place.

Suddenly, someone touched his shoulder and out of a reflex, he turned around, grabbed the persons arm and threw them to the ground, holding a knife to their throat but immediately standing up again.

"Bloody hell, Selina! Don't ever do this again!" He let the knife disappear in the left sleeve of the black jacket and took a deep breath to calm his nerves.

"Same to you, Black Spider." Selina groaned and stood up, looking at the big man in front of her.

"So? Why did you make me come over here at 4:10 in the morning? You do realize Two-Face will kill me if he finds out I left my place?" Black Spider looked around, obviously nervous.

Catwoman rolled her eyes. "Two-Face isn't here, in fact, he told me to give you this." She handed him a paper.

Quickly opening it and reading through the lines. He raised an eyebrow to the .

"What's the name of the person?" He couldn't follow someone he doesn't know.

Selina hesitated for a second, then said without emotions: "Harley Quinn."

"What?" Black Spider asked surprised, almost yelling, wondering if he misunderstood.

"Yah, she's on her way to Arkham. Two-Face doesn't want her to succeed in what she's on about. By the way, you'll meet Deadshot, he's gonna help you with this." Though it was her job to inform Black Spider about Harley, Selina had a bad feeling about this. Harleen used to be her friend...but this was long time ago.

"What is she going to do in Arkham?" Knowing he shouldn't ask questions, Black Spider tried it, anyways.

"Looking for a lollipop, what the hell do you think?" Catwoman already turned around to leave, but remembered something Black Spider needed to know. "Oh, and, by the way, Deadshot doesn't know who he's going after and Two-Face doesn't want him to. At least not earlier than necessary."

Black Spider nodded, then ran off to meet Deadshot while Selina jumped on top of the nearest house to look at the sun rising.

Harley was her friend. At least somewhere deep down in Catwoman's heart. And because of that, Selina questioned her behavior. Could she really let Black Spider and Deadshot do this to Harleen?

She shook her head. 'No.' She thought. 'I have nothing done wrong.' She did her job, that was it. Two-Face would've killed her for not telling Black Spider, and Harley disappeared without a word one year ago.

'Sorry, girl. You're on your own now.'

♦♦

While hiding behind a wall, Harley waited for two policemen to come closer as she held a stun gun, ready to use it.

The first man passed her and as soon as she saw the second one, Harley pulled the bigger one over, covering his mouth while pushing the stun gun against his spine and turning it on.

He wiggled a bit before Harley grabbed both sides of the head of the slightly smaller guy. Before he could react, she twisted his head until she heard crushing bones and the body fell onto the ground.

Usually, she didn't kill people but it even one person caught her, they could alert everyone on Arkham and that'd mean game over.

After pulling both of them into a dark corner, she continued walking through the halls. 'Come on, where are ya?' Looking for the cell, Harley was lucky she found a policewoman's uniform so everything was not as hard.

Memories caught up to her as she passed the very cell she saw her Puddin' the first time. Now it was empty and though she wanted to stop, Harleen continued walking, hard as it felt.

But something else bothered her. 'Where are all the policemen?' One year ago, one could not walk a step without a guide. Now she spent already twenty minutes here and met like five people.

'Something's wrong here.'

♦♦

Deadshot stared at the screen, observing the woman who seemed like she searched for something.

"I don't get this. Why are we going to throw her in a cell and leave her there? She doesn't seem like too much trouble." He leaned forward to focused on the video. Somehow, he felt like he knew her. 'Who are you?'

"Two-Face has reasons." Black Spider took a bite from his last slice of pizza and leaned back in his chair. "That should be enough."

Deadshot nodded, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Yeah, but why can't Deadpool do this, he has more time than I."

"I don't know. And could you stop asking questions?" Spider sounded annoyed but Deadshot didn't care. Instead, he looked at the woman running towards cell E1. 'E1?' Deadshot blinked. Wasn't that Joker's? Why would that woman want to speak to a dead man?

Suddenly, he jumped up. Only one female would break into Arkham Asylum and kill people to get to the Joker. Or Mr. J.

"Oh, well. She's already there, let's move." Black spider stood up and turned towards the elevator, but Deadshot grabbed his shoulder and pushed him against the nearest wall, glaring at him in anger.

"Hell, why didn't you tell me we were going after a crazy girl like Harley? And don't you dare lie to me, I know you knew it!"

"Because of that reaction." Black Spider pointed towards the elevator. "Now let's catch her before she runs off."

Still not happy about denied information, Deadshot let Spider go before both of them left the control center.

♦♦

'What?' Harley gasped as she stared through the glass into an empty room. Joker wasn't here? Why? 'Two-Face said he was here.' She searched for evidence that Mistah J broke out again, but didn't find any.

"Well, hello there!"

Surprised, Harley immediately turned around, only to face Deadshot and Black Spider who stood like twenty feet behind her.

"Oh, it's only you." Harley sighed released, then pointed at the cell. "Do ya know why Mistah J's cell is empty?"

Black Spider walked closer, Deadshot followed. "Not for long."

Harley stared at both of them as the continued walking over to her. "W-waddaya mean?"

Without another word, Deadshot loaded his gun and Harley had to jump aside to avoid being hit by the first bullet.

"What are you doin'?" Confused, Harley started to get a bad feeling.

"Our job." Black Spider simply answered.

Deadshot ran over, trying to catch her but Harley quickly punched him in the face and kicking him in the stomach as he struggled to stand on his feet.

'Damn these clothes.' Quickly removing the police uniform, revealing her new jester's costume - well, new to others, since she had it already for seven months.

Deadshot stood up, wiping the blood away that came out of his nose. "Fight as much as you want, you're not getting out of Arkham alive."