Harley Quinn
Recruitment Drive
Harley Quinn was now officially single and a solo villain aiming for the big leagues. Dumping Joker's ass and wrecking his place was the most liberating feeling she had ever felt in her life. Now she felt really stupid for not following Ivy's advice earlier. It felt nice not being that pasty asshole's punching bag and scapegoat for once. She felt even stupider for not realizing that she was basically the white guy whose black friends leave behind to handle the police while they make their getaway.
But that was all in the past now. Harley Quinn was now her own woman and she was going to usurp Joker from his ugly ass throne and become the queen of crime in Gotham. She had a new look, new digs and a new signature weapon that would make even Batman pause (or at least Robin after taking a nice, hard swing at that little brat's face. Have fun getting that nose realigned Round Robin!), and she had the experience thanks to hanging around Joker for all those years.
However there were several things keeping her from achieving that dream, namely that she didn't have her own crew. Ivy didn't count as she was sort of her supervillain supervisor/moral support and had her own little crew of Gotham orphans and sentient plants backing her up. So Harley had to go on a little recruitment drive, which was hard to do in Gotham considering that while there were plenty of villains and criminal metahumans to choose them, the stark majority of them were complete shit and a number of the truly good ones were already snatched up by existing villains and crime lords.
Her only lead (thanks to the efforts of Fat Tony who totally wasn't fat) was a metahuman who lived in the "better" part of Crime Alley in Gotham. The guy's name was Lupa, and while he wasn't an outright villain, he had a reputation of beating the shit out of thugs and others metas starting things in his part of town, as he really didn't want any part of the Bat Family sniffing about his turf. Harley heard a lot of good things about Lupa, from him being an okay guy to getting the job done when the situation called for it.
Lupa was also a father to a little girl...and he was also a wolfman. A very angry wolfman.
"Um...hi!" Harley said to the massive wolfman before her. It wasn't often that Harley was nervous in front of other people but this guy certainly made her feel like a beta. "My name is Harley Quinn, you know former sidekick of Joker and all that, and I'm here to offer you the job opportunity of a lifetime!"
Lupa was sitting on his incredibly comfortable and stylish couch looking at Harley without an ounce of interest in her sales pitch. The man was tall, around eight feet in height and incredibly muscular, though not to the degree that he'd look obscene. His body was covered in pristine white fur and his head was that of a wolf's head, with dark amber gold eyes that watched her every move. Harley admitted that he was a fine male specimen, given that he was going shirtless at the moment, and his arms were crossed in front of his muscular chest that she totally wanted toβ
"Ouch!" Harley jumped at the bite on her calf and she glared down at the little girl trying to nom on her leg.
"Selene, please don't try to eat our guest." Lupa said in a deep, baritone voice that made Harley shiver. Holy damn this guy sounded fine! "I haven't given the order to attack yet."
Selene was Lupa's five year old daughter, also a meta but could switch between her human and wolf forms like an actual werewolf. She was a cute little thing, with big blue eyes and short curly brown hair, but acted like a fucking guard dog when Lupa was conducting his "business" with people. Heeding her father's orders, Selene backed off, but not before sending Harley a defensive glare as she scampered off to parts unknown.
"As I was saying," Harley cleared her throat. "I've just recently broken away from Joker, shocking I know, and now I'm planning on taking over that grinning fuck's place at the top of Gotham's villain food chain."
"And to do that, you need a crew." Lupa said.
"And to do that I needβwait, how'd you know?" Harley blinked.
"I saw your callout for henchmen and fellow villains to join your crew online." Lupa answered. "Word to the wise, don't put up a call for help on Craigslist. No one uses that anymore."
Harley had the decency to blush at being found out. "Right, got it."
"If you really know about me, then you know that I don't get involved with Gotham's stupid hero/villain power plays. Penguin tried to get me and I turned him into a turkey. Black Mask tried to recruit me and I beat him to death with his own skull. I gave Scarecrow a phobia of dogs and broke Joker's legs before making him dance at my daughter's birthday party."
"Haha, I remember that." Harley laughed at the memory. "Man, I had a good laugh at that party."