Remember to read the rest of the series before this if you havent....
(This episode is gonna involve some rough sex, so if that's not your thing... you might wanna either skip to the end on the story, or skip the whole thing)
The night got quiet once again for Harley Quinn as she traveled further down the halls of maximum security in Arkham Asylum. She passed by multiple guards thrown about across the floor left over from Catwoman's escape. Harley reached the door which read "DANGER : SUPER MAX SECURITY AHEAD, DECONTAMINATE BEFORE PROCEEDING"
Harley pulled out the key Catwoman had given to her and unlocked the door, slowly stepping inside. Harley passed by another sign which said "BE SURE OF NO FOREIGN OBJECTS BEFORE ENTERING" which prompted Harley to think for a moment and look down at her clothes.
"Hmmm..... I think this top was made in China... But I'm sure it won't be a problem hehehe..." She said as she began skipping down the halls, hearing her footsteps echoed each time they touched the floor. As Harley continued she quickly started to grow impatient after such a long night already, she stopped and rolled her eyes.
"Ugh... Oh my fucking God this is taking forever...How am I gonna find the right cell?"
Harley thought for a moment, looking around the walls for any indicator, however there were none in sight. Instead Harley tried for a different method, she cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted down the hallway "HELLO!"
Harley stopped and listened as her voice echoed off the walls, hearing it bounce back several times. Harley cupped her ear and listened closely until suddenly she got a response, a voice said back to her "Hello...?"
Harley slightly recognized the voice, but she couldn't exactly tell who it was and so she continued to walk further down the hall, the voice was male for sure, but Harley couldn't figure out what other male inmate's could be down this far in max security aside from one she knew for sure and would detect his voice, and his laugh, from mile's away.
Harley followed the voice down the hall, repeatedly saying "Hello" over and over and listening as the same voice would respond with the same reply and with the same tone every time. Harley started walking past a row of empty cells, all with the lights turned off inside of them. As Harley neared the end she called out one last time "HELLO!" to which Harley got a response... from right next to her.
Harley's blood ran cold for a moment as she realized someone was inside the cell next to her, hiding in the darkness. She stopped and slowly turned her head to face the pitch black cell.
"Harley Quinn..... Welcome home...." the person said from inside the cell.
Harley tried to squint and make out where the person was, but with no luck. She kept her distance from the bars as she tried to make out from the voice just who it was inside the cell.
"Well... aren't you going to say hello properly to me?" the person asked.
Harley raised her eyebrow in curiosity as she crossed her arms and replied "Sorry bozo.. But I've got a bigger thing to deal with than talkin to a fella in the shadow's"
"Oh Harley... is that any way to talk to a fellow doctor?"
Harley's eyes bulged open as the red strings in her mind started connecting the dots, a face was coming together in her head, or at least what was left of it. Harley turned and looked into the cell again, suddenly the light inside the cell twitched and flickered as it came on. A hand was raised up to the blub, this person had unscrewed it to hide in the dark until now, and as the light started to fill the cell, Harley's heartbeat quickened again as she made out his shape.
"Sc....Sca......Scarecrow?" Harley stuttered out.
Her reaction brought a small chuckle out of the doctor as he stepped forward into the light more, revealing himself to be exactly that, Dr. Jonathan Crane AKA The Scarecrow.
" It's good to see you back Harley..." He said in a monotone and creepy voice.
Harley took a step away from the cell as she looked at his hand and his waist which still had his signature toxin needles attached to him. Scarecrow quickly noticed and assured her "There's no need to be afraid of these..."
"Why didn't they take those off of you before they put you in that cell?" Harley asked.
"You see... I had my instruments surgically attached to my waist and my hand, sewn together, attached to my research as I always have been in life...However during my arrest, my vile's around my waist were broken..." Scarecrow said as he showed off the broken vile's which once housed his fear token around his waist strap.
"Mmmh hmm... well that sucks... well it was sorta nice talkin to ya, I'll see ya around okay, buh bye!" Harley said as she waved goodbye and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" Scarecrow said in a calm, low voice.
"Harley I need to tell you something urgent... It's about The Joker..."
Harley stopped immediately and turned to face Scarecrow again.
"What about him?" Harley asked.
Scarecrow motioned for her to come towards the cell before he began reaching into his side pocket for something. Harley slowly stepped up towards the bars of the cell, watching to see what exactly Scarecrow was showing her and what could possibly be wrong with The Joker. Harley was right up against the bar's as Scarecrow raised his hands, revealing a burlap sack.
Harley was confused as she looked at the sack and then back up at Scarecrow's face. The lack of most of his face made it hard for Harley to distinguish expressions, but as soon as Scarecrow let out another small chuckle, Harley knew she'd been lured into a trap. It was too late as Scarecrow opened up the burlap bag, releasing a giant puff of orange smoke right into Harley's face, Harley gasped out of surprise causing the smoke to go straight into her nostrils and mouth.
Harley dropped to the ground, scrambling away from the cell as she coughed and hacked, trying to get out as much of the fear toxin as possible.
"I THOUGHT YOU *COUGH COUGH* SAID YOU DIDN'T HAVE ANY LEFT!" Harley shouted.
Scarecrow took the bag, placing it back in his pocket as he chuckled "No no no Miss Quinn... I said my vile's had been broken.. However I was able to gather just enough from the drops to store it inside my cell... From there I have collected different bits and item's found around my cell from past prisoners to try and replicate my formula... I should say congratulations to you Miss Quinn... you're my first test of my new formula..."
Harley coughed again as she struggled to get to her feet "Well *COUGH COUGH* Looks like you should run some more tests *COUGH COUGH* Because aside from some stinky gas and a scratchy throat *COUGH* I feel great!"
Scarecrow took a step backwards as he never looked away from Harley.
"Are you sure? I can already tell you're off balance... your eyes are heavy.... It seems to me like the effects are already taking over your amygdala..."
Harley swallowed hard as she looked down at the floor, seeing her legs start to wobble as she struggled to keep her eyes open.
"The last time we had one of our sessions... you told me your biggest fear was losing your beloved Joker.... So tell me Harley.... What do you fear most now?" Scarecrow asked as Harley finally couldn't stand anymore, she dropped to her hands and knees, looking right at the ground as she shut her eyes, trying not to open them and see the potential illusions Scarecrow's toxin would cause.
All Harley could hear was the sound of Scarecrow's chuckling, watching as Harley tried to keep calm on the floor. Finally Scarecrow's laughter went dead silent, Harley tried to calm her breathing as she shouted out "OH! LOOK WHO AIN'T LAUGHIN ANYMORE HU? WE'LL SEE WHO'S LAUGHIN WHEN I TIE YOU UP AND LET A BUNCH OF CROWS PECK YOUR FUCKIN EYEBALLS OUT!!"
"........Well Harley.... I'd be laughing if I got to watch that... HAHAHAHAHA!"
Harley's eyes shot open. She leaned her head up and looked into the cell, her mouth dropped open as there stood The Joker with a big grin across his face.
"SURPRISE!!! HAHAHAHAAHAHA!!" The Joker shouted as he danced around the cell.
Harley sprung to her feet and grabbed at the cell bars "Oh Mista J, I thought you were hurt!"
"Well Harley if I'm being honest... I sort of AM hurt..." The Joker said as he walked up and stood right in front of Harley.
"What do you mean? What's wrong?" Harley asked.
"Well Harley... I've been in here for so long... and a big problem I've had is... I'm always thinking about you... all those wonderful night's we'd have together sharing a glass of grape soda while we make love on the bear skin rug... However while I think about it here... pleasuring myself isn't the same without you..."
Harley blushed "Awwweeee puddin.... You've been gettin hard for me?"
"What can I say... I'm a fan of the classics... But what about you little girl? I've heard you moaning through the halls of the asylum ALL NIGHT! I BET YOU'VE SLEPT WITH EVERY SINGLE CRIMINAL IN THIS PLACE!" Joker shouted.
"NO NO NO!" Harley shouted "... Well... okay yeah I did... but they're just friends puddin... you know you'll always be the one who corrupted my criminal cherry first puddin..."
