~~DICK~~
I turned the one corner seeing a young woman with a pair of black and red stockings holding a mallet on her shoulder, her blonde hair was tied into two pigtails each one was different colors. I tightened my grip on my escrima sticks where she gave me a similar grin a maniacal clown would give which I knew I had to face my anger now. It was the Joker's sidekick and on again off again girlfriend Harley Quinn.
"Well lookie here, it's the bird boy. If you want the girl then you will have to go through me." She smiled where I found it odd that Joker wanted her to fight me instead of him but then again he may be around without my knowledge.
"Bring it on then Quinn." I replied where she charged at me with her mallet swinging it at my head where she missed when I flipped out of the way. Quinn was no match for my acrobatic skills even if though she was a gymnast herself once upon a time before she was elite with Joker. She was one of the brilliant minds of psychiatry before she met Joker and he snapped her mind making her believe he was in love with her. Since she turned to a life of crime she has been tormented by Joker to follow his will no matter how bad he was to her she would blindly follow. She did a few flips to dodge my batarangs until I swung my escrima stick at her stomach when she appeared in front of me before she fell to her butt. I picked her up with my hand holding her neck where she tried to break my grip with her feeble punches but they were no match for my grip. I brought her face close to mine smelling the face paint running through my nose. "Where is the Joker?" She could on snicker at me where I tightened my grip only a bit to cause her laughter to stop.
"I'll never tell you where my Mr. J is." She choked where I knew it would be difficult to get her to speak against Joker, the only thing I had was to treat her like Joker would that means I had to abuse and show her how she means nothing, I gave her a small smile where her eyes started to tear up slightly.
"Fine...you want to play hard? I can play hard too and maybe then your Mr. J will come to your rescue." I smiled where I threw her over my shoulder until her small petite body hit the floor with a loud thump and a small yelp escaped her voice. "Do you think Joker cares about you Quinn? Would he care if I mangled up your pretty little face until you're unrecognizable?" I lifted her punching her into her stomach where she gasped being winded and I nailed my elbow into the side of her neck where she fell to the floor moaning in pain. I could see that she wasn't going to budge so I grabbed my escrima stick kneeling down for her to look with her bruising face where I heard another round of gunshots coming from the direction ahead of me.
"Mr. J will make you pay for what you done to me. He already shot your precious Batgirl, now he's going to shoot that girl and kill her so it looks like you lost another partner bird brain." She snickered where I tightened my grip on the stick before grabbing Quinn with my hand pulling her close to my face again.
"We'll see who has the last laugh and it won't be you or Joker. Have fun in Arkham." I hissed tightening my grip on her neck enough to force her into unconsciousness as she slipped from my grip and to the floor. I pulled out another pair of handcuffs cuffing her hands behind her back and to the small column knowing she would be out long enough for the police to arrive. "Oracle...get me Lynx's location."
"Take the ventilation shaft to your left; she should be down that longer corridor. I'd hurry I lost contact with her as soon as she made it into the Lab."
"Got it, let the police know that I picked up Quinn and Scarecrow. I have a feeling Joker is with Desmond and they are heading for Lynx." I exclaimed where I took off into the vent hearing the mixture of laughter and a lot of groans which twisted my own stomach. I could sense that Scarlett was in danger and if I knew what Desmond was planning I knew it was not good. I had to hurry now.
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