Bored bored bored... Care to dance? *rape face*

Lorna nodded at Pietro, before she screamed loud as a gun shot. She covered her head, looking up as she saw the Harley girl was shot in the head. Her eyes widened, screaming as she saw the blood. Her eyes filling with tears, shaking her head.

Pietro looked out the window carefully to see if there would be anymore shots. When he saw no one he kept low and moved toward Harley.


"Harley?" He had to check, if for no other reason then for Lorna... and himself. When he looked at the back of her head he knew there was no hope. Pietro closed Harley's eyes, and his own.


Now all he could do was try to help the only living person in this room that was worth helping. Lorna was crying, screaming and shaking in the corner he put her in.


"Come on Sweety." Pietro said gently as he pulled Lorna out of the room as quickly as possible. If he didn't do something soon Lorna was going to go catatonic from all the traumatic things she was going to have to deal with here.

The Joker stopped laughing and watched in silent shock at Harley. A... child? She had been pregnant... Child... dead... His fault... Suddenly he heard a gun shot and Harley fell to the ground. A pool of blood gathered around her head and her dim eyes looked straight at him.

"Harley..." He whispered. Everything around him faded away. There was only him and Harley's body. "Not again..."

A wild rush of thoughts and memories came flooding in his mind. He grabbed his head and swayed back and forth. An image of a beatiful woman came into his head. She was smiling at him widely, telling him something. Her hand went to rub her stomach. A child. Their child. He felt a rush of happiness... The image faded... There were sirens... Ambulance... A police officer... Your wife is dead. And the child... I'm sorry... Dead... Both dead... He wasn't there...
Then there was nothing but chaos and madness.

A silent chuckle. Joker's shoulders started to shake when the chuckles turned into fits of laughter and then to full blown cackle, throwing his head back. He turned his eyes to Harley's body. His eyes glinted with deep madness. He rose and limped to her. "Harley, honey... It's time to get up..." He grinned madly and picked her up under the arm pits. "You have to try on your wedding dress..." Joker placed Harley's body at his side, making it seem like she was walking with him. Blood droblets followed them out of the room.