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<br/>​</div><div style="text-align: left">Gotham was dark that night, the clouds threatening to bring a storm but the rain couldn't quite fight through the frost, and so the air felt crisp as the wind rustled through the leaves on the ground in the park. Harley was swinging herself on a trapeze in the travelling circus, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffff">"Miss, miss, please, we aren't insured for customers to be up there"</span>, an agitated manager called out to her, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffff">"Miss, if you could please come down, if you'd like an application, we could talk"</span>, he continued. Harley ignored his words and continued swinging, her legs wrapped around the next swing as her arms flew through the air to catch herself onto a tight rope.<br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffff">"Miss, if you won't come down, I will have to call the cops, or security, Miss please"</span>, he spoke a little louder.<br/>
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Harley screamed, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh....will you just shut up"</span>, she slid gracefully down a silk rope entwining her body casually around the rope as she reached the floor. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"You"</span>, she pointed towards the man, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"are very annoying and rude, I am trying to put on a show, and YOU"</span>, she walked towards him, pushing him in the chest with one hand and knocking him over, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">You are not representing my art, and so Sir, I quit"</span>, she folded her arms and began to giggle. The man looked at her bewildered, and Harley frowned, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Where's Mr J?",</span> she grabbed hold of the man by his shirt, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Where's my puddin'?"</span>, she asked him as her bottom lip trembled.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Harleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey"</span>, whispered a voice, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Harleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey"</span>, it continued, Harley dropped the man's clothing as if in a trance, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Why do we smile Harls"</span>, asked the voice. Harley eyes were devoid of emotion as she answered, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Because it confuses people, and it's easier than explaining what's killing us inside". <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffff">"Miss, are you ok?"</span>, Harley shook her head as her eyes became alive and she grinned at the man in front of her, Harley looked around twisting her head as she looked back at the man she licked her lips and began walking towards the man as he backed up against the wall behind him, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">You made Puddin' run off again"</span>, she began to laugh, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"You made him leave, and now",</span> she had him pinned against a wall,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080"> "It's time for you to leave"</span>, she leaned forward and licked his cheek. The man blushed, obviously aroused by the crazed girl before him, until she whispered <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Say goodbye",</span> before grabbing both sides of his head, the man began to fight back, but Harley jumped up wrapping her legs around his body and twisting his neck until she heard a pop. She jumped down as his limp body dropped to the floor.<br/>
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Harley ran quickly out of the temporary building and through the crowds lined up awaiting the next performance, she ran through the outer park, and into the city and she kept running until she found a group of the jokers men leaving a bar, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">"Hey Harley girl"</span>, one of them shouted. Harley giggled and walked towards them swaying her hips to attract their eyes,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080"> "Where's Mr J?"</span>, she asked them, they all began to look at one another as if sharing a secret, Harley screamed pulling her revolver from her waist, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Where is Mr J?"</span>, she demanded.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Babygirl"</span>, whispered a voice, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Harleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey"</span>, it continued. Harley kept the revolver pointed towards one of the men as the others backed away slowly whispering that they didn't want any trouble. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Harley, come find me"</span>, the voice whispered, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Why you hidin' Mr J",</span> she looked around confused.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> "Come find me....."</span>, Harley pulls the trigger and runs quickly into the startled onlookers.<br/>
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In the high rise city apartment that once belonged to the notorious criminal "Joker", Harley rips through drawers, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Mr J"</span>, papers fly through the air, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Where are you?"</span>, she throws chairs and tables in mirrors and a chair flies at the door. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"WHERE ARE YOU MR J"</span>, she screams at the top of her lungs, she screams and screams until her throat aches and she's gasping for breath, tears stream down her face as she slides down the wall, her once immaculate pig tails now looking worn. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Puddin",</span> she whimpers.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"I think you and I are destined to do this forever"</span>, the voice speaks clearly, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Babygirl",</span> he addresses Harley who is now unconscious lying on the floor of the apartment clutching a bottle of vodka, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Come find me Harls, you know where I am, we're sharing a padded cell, me and the Bat, he'll be your dark knight, and if you fight him you'll find me Harls"</span>, the voice whispers, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"I love you babygirl"</span>. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"I love you too puddin'"</span>, Harley whispers back.<br/>
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Posted through the door of Wayne Manor, an envelope with Hotel Gotham watermark.<br/>
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"Your company is requested at a private dinner held in the Richmond Suite of Hotel Gotham, 9pm.<br/>
Vicki Vale"<br/>
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"P.S. Don't be late Mr Knight"<br/>
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