Harley Quinn And The Joker

'Are You Crazy?'

I quickly ran over to the door as I heard Pamela screaming and opened it: "Pam, are y--" Within four seconds, the guy dressed in black and purple looked at me, raising his fist which had spikes looking out of the glove and I suddenly got hit in my legs by two of them as I only heard a click.

"Ow!" I yelled as each one got shot in both of my legs and I fell down, painfully hitting my face on the floor. "Damn it!" I sat up, looking at Pamela who bled from wounds in her shoulders and tried to stand up.

'He aimed for moving targets sixteen yards away within seconds. And hits are one hundred percent. I'm impressed.' I would've applauded if Ivy wouldn't have been here and my shins didn't hurt that much.

"Y'all don't move and I ain't gonna kill ya, 'kay?" I looked at the man who grabbed a revolving chair and calmly sat down, leaning back and putting his feet on a table. He must've been very sure about this situation being save.

"The hell we will!" Ivy growled, standing up and glaring at him with deadly anger in her eyes, making the man throwing his head back and sighing. "Don't make me break your pelvic bone, fire-head."

"You wouldn't do that, dumbass!" 'Pam, what are you doing?' I watched the man rolling over to Red and tried to remove the spikes from my legs but realized they had small jags on them, making a removal extremely painful.

I looked over to Pamela as the man stopped in front of her, looking at her for a moment and smiling before he immediately kicked her in the knee with three blades that came about of his shoe, throwing her to the ground and placing his heel on her pelvis.

'He's serious!' I gasped as he slowly lifted up his other foot, concentrating his whole weight on the small spot his heel touched Pamela.

"All I need to do is to jump twice. Wanna try me?" He smiled and looked down at Pam who was laying on her stomach and looked up at him with glassy eyes. "Alright, I will play along." She angrily but quietly said and he stepped off her, grinning and looking over to me as I reached for my cane.

"Me, too!" I quickly pulled my hand back and raised both of them, showing him my empty palms. I have never seen someone with such crazy eyes and such brutality and since he had incredible fighting experience and Pamela and I were injured, it would've been stupid not to agree to his suggestion. Hard as it may have been.

The man turned away, sitting down on the grey revolving chair and looking at his gloves which - as I noticed - were covered with dry blood as well as his clothes were. "Now, what makes two strangers break my beautiful window?" He asked, looking from me to Pamela.

"You paralyzed Harley! And I'm gonna make you pay for that!" Ivy yelled as she sat up, tears of both, anger and sadness building up in her eyes.

"What? Me, paralyzin' Harley?" The man started laughing so hard, he began to cry. "Lady, what movie have you been watchin'?" He still giggled, barely being able to control himself.

Now I was curious. "We heard three people talking about someone who broke Harley's back and we saw what you did to the four men who were hired to catch her. So we figured it must've been you."

Starting to laugh again, it took the stranger twelve seconds until he was able to speak again. "Ya two are so funny, oh my, I can't!" He wiped away some tears as his head was getting red because he literally couldn't breath.

Finally, he was just giggling and smiling as he explained: "Harley's the reason I played with them guys. I would neva hurt 'er, haha!" He shook his head, not being able to stop giggling.

My eyes met Pamela's, both of us confused but she might've been a little more than me. "I-I don't understand." She didn't seem very convinced, though.