TheKatsMeow
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The heels of Harley's shoes gave a satisfying click against the glistening pavement with every step she took towards the abandoned automotive plant. Silver moonlight bathed the crumbling streets in an eerie glow, the buildings long vacated by their civilians. The outbreak at Arkham two years prior had resulted in the destruction of Gotham City and a vicious turf war between the most powerful villains. Purple and green clad thugs lurked in every alleyway, huddled around small fires against the night chill. They stole glances at the young woman in red and black. A confident smirk rested playfully on Harley's lips. She had finally done something right. Things had been a bit rocky between her and her beloved Joker lately but she had just the thing to smooth things over. Nestled safely in the handle of her over sized mallet was a microchip with the maps of underground Gotham. Two Face's territory and prisoners would soon be in possession of the prince of crime. With any luck, this would compel Joker to forgive her for the latest mistakes. Harley turned another street corner, moving further into the clown's territory. Her mallet dragged through the rain puddles behind her as another set of henchmen craned their necks for a better glimpse. She gave the young convicts a teasing wink without faltering her stride. Right now, nothing could ruin Harley's mood.