'Will I ever find an opportunity to leave this place' A figure pondered to themselves as they sit in their cell. It was a moderately sized cell that only contained this one person. Several worn out books sat on a table having been read back to front several times by their owner in an attempt to alleviate boredom. Their pondering thoughts however were soon quickly interrupted by the sound of klaxon's kicking into life for what appeared to be a prison riot breaking out. The figure smiled as the chance they had been patiently waiting for arrived.

The power to his section of the prison died out now as the lock to his prison became useless and he calmly opened the door. The man who was too stand guard of his prison was a meek small man who shaken with fear as the man exited his cell.

"I suggest you let me past if you wish for this to end without bloodshed." The man says and the guard falls to the floor whimpering a little.

"This was supposed to be an easy job." he can hear the guard whimpering.

"A wise choice." The man says as he gracefully walks past them and down a corridor that leads to the rest of the asylum. His eyes can see the riot that was ensuing now as fires burned and both prisoners and guards fought one another. But what caught his attention the most was the large amount of plant life that sprawled across the place all leading back to the most famous eco terrorist on the planet. 

"Dr Isely..." The man calls out.

The sun was setting over Gotham city as a yacht departed the bay. 

"Gentlemen!" A voice calls out from on board revealing several rich elderly business men in suits being addressed by the yacht's captain. "My fellow whites! Let's raise a glass to this pyramid of money. The foundation of which was built upon our favourite pastime. Fucking the poor!" 

The men begin to laugh as they lift their drinks but at that moment a female wearing a Harlequin jester's outfit flips over the large pile of money landing in front of them all. 

"Party's over, ya pieces of shit! This is my money now so back the fuck off!" The female announces .

The men however begin to laugh.

"Harley Quinn?" One of them scoffs. "I mean, you think we're afraid of the Joker's girlfriend?" He says but the woman known as Harley Quinn frowns before she uses the large hammer in her hands to break the man's leg.

"So, here's the deal..." Harley begins to say but she is interrupted by the man screaming. 

"Are ya gonna shut the fuck up so I can talk?" Harley asks him.

"I'm in a lot of pain!" The man replies still screaming. 

"Oh, just give it a minute, you'll go into shock." Harley says as the screaming dies down. "Yeah, there it is. So, as I was saying..."

The rest of the men take out guns now as they point them at Harley. "You made a big mistake coming alone." 

The sound of laughing get everyone's attention now however. "She's not exactly, alone." The Yacht's captain says as he begins to pull on his face before ripping it off and revealing it to be the Joker in disguise. "She brought a plus one!" He says laughing. 

"It's me, Joker! Apologies, but your friend, Rupert, just couldn't... face coming out here." "Joker laughs as he begins puppeteering the face mask. "I'm so sad. Where's my body?" He says as some of the men begin to throw up in horror and disgust. 

"Puddin'? What the fuck are ya doing? You're not supposed to take his face off yet. I had this covered." Harley says surprised.  

"Yes, but I thought up that great "plus one" line. And then I'm not going to not puppeteer his face. All right, fine. Do your thing." Joker says as he wipes the blood off his face. 

"So, listen up Motherfuckers! Ya better jump in the harbour right now, or I'm gonna kill..." Harley begins to say before she is interrupted by Joker throwing something past her and green gas begins to pour out of it. The gas immediately begins to melt the men as their bodies fall apart.  

 "God, really? You just did it again." Harley says annoyed.

Jokers begins laughing. "That's because I forgot I had the acid bomb." 

"But we agreed I'm the muscle! I do the hitting!" Harley argues but some of the men who had survived the acid bomb begin to open fire prompting both Harley and Joker to duck behind the money pile. 

 "You know, you're great, you're great. You do your thing, I do my thing." Joker says as he takes out a flamethrower and begins to burn some of the men. "You're the appetizer. I'm the entree." Joker says back. 

"I can't spend my whole life just bashin' goons. When Gothamites hear the name "Harley Quinn," I want 'em to piss 'emselves! I want a taste of that." Harley says. 

"You want a taste of... piss?" Joker asks. 

"No, you know what I meant. God, listen, puddin', can't you just see me in the Legion of Doom?" Harley asks him. 

"That is just..." Joker laughs at the idea. "You don't want that. Besides, no, the Legion of Doom doesn't give memberships to sidekicks. You have to be..." 

"Partners." Harley says.

"Oh, fuck me." Joker says under his breath. 

"I wanna be your partner in crime. For reals." Harley says now. 

"Can we talk about this later?" Joker replies wanting to change the topic. 

"If not now, when?" Harley asks. 

"I don't know, tomorrow? I've kinda got my hands full right now." Joker says as a gust of wind blows over now. Both Joker and Harley look up to see the Batwing above them as Batman glides down onto the yacht.

"Joke's on you, Joker." Batman says.

"Jesus, this guy." Joker says. 

"You'll never take us alive, Bats!" Harley declares.  

"Love that fighting spirit, Harley. But in this fight, I'm afraid I have to take a dive." Joker says as he takes a out button and presses it, once he does a small submarine appears next to the yacht. 

"Uh, dontcha mean "we"?" Harley asks Joker 

"You know I'd love to take you, puddin." Joker says as he brushes Harley's cheek. "But I'd never deny you the pleasure of buying me time to escape." He then says pushing her forward as he runs towards the sub. 

Batman tires to run towards Joker but Harley swings her hammer stopping him as he catches it in his hand. 

"Hey, but what if I get sent to Arkham?" Harley asks as Batman trips her to the ground now. 

"Then you won't spend even a single night! I'll break you out, my love. I swear. Or actually, uh, I have something tonight, but I'll definitely get you out before breakfast. Love ya!" Joker cries before he makes his escape. 

Harley grunts as Batman restrains her. "Ow. Oh, ain't he cute when he's escapin'?"

 "No." Batman answers. 

It was dark and late as Batman and Harley stood on the Gotham police station roof with Commissioner Gordon.

"You're a cancer, Quinn. Spreading from Gotham's lymph nodes into its spleen. And God help us if you get to Gotham's bladder! But I'm the chemo." Gordon says.

"How long's he gonna keep doin' this?" Harley asks. 

"You're a festering boil, Quinn. A bedsore. A tapeworm that sets up shop in Gotham's lower..." 

"Jim." Batman says. 

"All right. Where's the Joker?" Gordon asks. 

"I'll never give up my puddin!" Harley says.

 "Why are you protecting a psychotic clown who treats you like garbage?" Batman asks her. 

"Asks the guy who fucks bats." Harley replies. 

"He doesn't do that!" Gordon shouts. 

"Jim." Batman says. 

"Sorry." Gordon replies.

 "I'm not tellin' ya shit! What me and Mistah J have is real love. In fact, not too long ago, we were on a rooftop just like this. That's when Mistah J proposed." Harley declares as she reminisces about a time she and Joker were dancing on a roof top together.

"Till death do us part." Joker says holding up a ring to Harley.  

"Told ya! After we get married, we'll take a cruise to Barbados, or maybe a resort that's all-inclusive." Harley says.

"They say they're all-inclusive, but that's bullshit! They charge you for the towels! Soap!" Gordon complains. 

"Jim." Batman says.

"Top shelf liquor!" Gordon shouts.

"Jim!" Batman cries.  

"Right, right. Give up the Joker, Quinn, or you're going to Arkham for life." Gordon says to Harley but she just begins to start  laughing hysterically as Gordon joins in. 

"Why are we laughing?" Gordon asks. 

"Cause you said "for life"! And, as sure as I am that he fucks bats..." Harley points to Batman. 

"Okay..." Batman says.

"I know my man'll break me out of Arkham before I spend a single night." Harley says confidently. 

At Arkham asylum several of the inmates were sat in a visitors centre in booths with phones as they conversed with visitors. Sat in one of the booths was a lonely Harley as she waited for someone. As she waits a man in a purple suit walks past quickly grabbing her attention.

 "Oh! Mistah J?" Harley quickly asks but the man turns around revealing he is not Joker.

"Oh, sorry, my bad. I mean, ya looked a little like him." Harley says. 

"I don't know why you bother comin' here. He's never showing up." Killer Croc says from a nearby booth. Harley wraps her phone's cord around his neck and slams him into the protective glass.

"Fuck off!" Harley says angrily as Killer Croc holds his snout.

"Yeah, fuck off!" A new voice says and Harley looks to see a woman named Poison Ivy approaching. "But for the record, he does have a point." 

"Just give me 15 more minutes. Joker's probably still fightin' Batman." Harley says sitting back down.

"I don't know, hon. It's, you know, most superhero fights, they're not like, eh... Calendar Man, how long has she been in here?" Ivy asks. 

"Oh, hey, Ivy! 183 days!" Calendar Man replies. 

 "Oh, sure. You remember the incarceration date of porn clown over here but not your own son's birthday!" Calendar man's wife says from the other side of the protective glass. 

"For the last time, I'm sorry, Debbie! Come on! I know it's June-ish." Calendar Man says. 

"It's okay, Daddy. I brought you this cactus to keep you comp..." His son says as they raise the small plant up.

 "Plant!" A guard cries as they knock the cactus from the boys hands and it is incinerated with a flamethrower. "There ain't no plant life within 50 yards of Poison Ivy, ya moron! No wonder your dad doesn't remember your birthday!" 

A loud klaxon sounds out as Ivy watches Harley fighting several guards.

"All I'm saying is, is that you can do way better than Joker. I mean, you're smart, you're strong... You're in control of your own destiny."

"Leave Joker for who? Some reliable square who thinks he's "quirky" for playin' on a dodgeball team and calls himself a beer nerd?" Harley says back while she continues to fight but as she kicks one of the guards in the privates they don't react which surprises Harley who looks up to see it is a butch female guard.

 "Hmm. Okay, I know you're talking about Dan. It was my first year at Sarah Lawrence, there were very slim pickings." Ivy says back. 

Harley grunts as she is punched in the face.  "I'm just sayin' the Joker's excitin'." Harley says as she jumps into the air and lands onto the shoulders of the female guard and headbutts her several times knocking her out. "He's challenging." 

"He's psychotic. He threw you into a vat of chemicals." Ivy argues back as she walks past Harley. 

"You know, I prefer to think of it as a..." Harley begins but she is grabbed by a guard who sneaks up on her. Harley grunts as she uses her small frame to get out of his grasp and bite his ear off. "As a vat of freedom sauce!" She spits the ear out of her mouth as she looks at the guards all lying on the floor. "He literally made me who I am today." 

The inmates were stood in the cafeteria line as they had food poured into a tray. Killer Croc sniffs his and snarls before moving along. Sat at a table but not eating was Harley.

"Babe, let's, let's just be honest. This isn't the first time that Joker's left you here to rot. He does not love you. Ya have to leave him. And don't say..." Ivy says.

"You don't know him like I do!" Both Harley and Ivy say in unison. 

At that moment someone slams down a cartoon of milk and the two girls look to see Riddler. "Harley! Riddle me this. What did Nadia Comaneci do when she scored a perfect ten on the uneven bars during the 1976 Montreal Games?" Riddler asks. 

"Win a medal?" Harley says.  

"Not menstruate till her 20s?" Ivy replies. 

"Ew." Harley says.

"She broke a record! Which is what you sound like! A broken record. He's not coming!" Riddler says. 

"That is just one person's opinion." Harley says brushing it off.  

"He's not coming!" The other inmates say.

 "Aw, the fuck do you know? You're all fuckin' insane." Harley says annoyed. 

Later that night Harley was alone in her cell as she lay on her bed and looked up at the ceiling. "Or maybe I'm the crazy one." A noise outside her cell suddenly get her attention as gunfire and a klaxon can be heard. "Mistah J?" Harley says hopefully as she gets up. 

Harley gasps excitedly. "Mistah J! I knew you'd..."  The door to her cell bursts open and Harley can see plant life and a riot ensuing. 

"Uh, hola..." Ivy says as she is held up by vines.

 "Oh, it's you." Harley says crossing her arms as she leans in the doorway. 

"How did you get a plant?" A guard weakly asks from the floor  

At that moment Riddler appears. "I ate an orange and shit out a seed!" Riddler giggles as he runs past. "Thanks, Ivy!"

 "Okay, let's go." Ivy says to Harley. 

"No! 'Cause I'm waitin'! For..." Harley says.

"Joker, yeah, I got it. You know how long you been saying that? Calendar Man?" Ivy asks noticing him nearby. 

"Oh, hi!" Calendar man says as he lights and then throws a Molotov cocktail. "Exactly one year today, Ivy."

 "One year! Happy Arkham Anniversary, Harls. Here's your present." Ivy says as she takes a flower from her hair, she blows on it as pollen flies from it in Harley's face and Harley falls to the floor passing out. Ivy looked down at Harley and used one her vines to pick her up.

"Dr Isley..."  A voice calls out and Ivy looks up to see a tall and slender young man with fair skin and a stern expression. His eyes are bright and sharp, amber in color with glowing yellow pupils set in the shape of diamonds. His hair was dark brown hair is styled in a windswept fashion with a longer fringe that hangs from the right side of his face. It fades to amber brown at the tips and is pulled back in a long ponytail that falls beyond his waist.  

"This way." The man says now having her attention.

"And why would I follow you?" Ivy asks him sceptically.

"Because you clearly wish to leave this place and so do I. The walls are weaker this side of the facility, meaning we can escape easier."   The man explains but as he does several Guards equipped with flamethrowers burst into the corridor blocking of the way Ivy had intended to use. "We're wasting time." The man says to Ivy now. She groans knowing he's right.  

"Goddamnit." Ivy says under her breath. "Alright, fine." She finally relents. 

"Come we must move." The man says as he begins to lead the way. Both criminals begin to turn on their heels as they run in the opposite direction with Harley being carried in vines behind them. They continue to run as the man leads them what appears to be a dead end. Ivy's eyes narrow with distrust as she prepares to defend herself if needs be. He stops at the dead end however and places his hands on the wall. "This is the spot, strike here." He says calmly. Ivy hesitates for a moment but finally she raises one of her vines and strikes the spot on the wall. The man was correct in what he had said earlier as the wall shatters into pieces with ease. A hole now sat in it's place. 

"Guess you weren't lying." Ivy says.

"And why would I do that?" The man asks.

"Don't worry about it." Ivy says as she is the first to move through it pulling Harley with her. The man follows behind them and soon they reach a green area of grass just outside the asylum. Up ahead they can see a tall electrified fence. 

"That, might prove to be a problem." The man sighs.

"It's fine." Ivy comments as puts her her hand forward and several vines begin to sprout from the ground in front of the fence.

"Over here!" The two suddenly hear a guard cry and both the man and Ivy turn to see some heavily armed guards heading their way.

"I will hold them off." The man says now and before Ivy has time to time to say anything she can see him rushing forwards.  

The man comes closer to the guards now as he can see one rising a baton armed hand above their head ready to strike down. As the man comes close enough the guards hand flies down in an attempt land a hard blow but their arm is left blocked by the man as he then grabs the guards arm wrapping his arm around it and pulling it down harshly to his raised knee. The shock of the the blow causes the guard to drop the baton while his arm is also broken and he lets out a painful cry. The man can see the other guard has aimed what looked to be a taser gun at him a suspicion he confirms when a laser dot appears on his chest as a target. Reacting quickly the man pulls the guard he still had a hold in front of him just in time. The other guard fires but accidently tasers his fellow guard. With this guards' taser now needing reloaded the man wastes no time as he drops to the floor and sweeps the guards legs knocking him off balance. Several more guards rush out of the hole now each more heavily armed than the group before and equipped with what appeared to be flamethrowers. The man knew his hand to hand combat would prove more ineffective against such a large armoured group but it would at least buy some time. The man picks up the baton from the guard earlier and he swings it at the first guard's head, Their head gear proves to effective however and the man can feel a baton strike his own body in a painful blow. He doesn't falter though as he stays standing. However another blow is dealt this time to the mans face. The blow is delivered harshly and full of malice and as the man falls to the floor on his side he can taste iron in his mouth. Blood he logically assumes. The man looks up to see several guards surrounding him and he knows he is about to be severely beaten. But just as he sees the guards raise their hands a pair of vines wrap around the man's waist and pull him upwards out of harms way and over the tall fence. The vines pull him into some woods and set him down next to Ivy and the still passed out Harley.

"I thank you for the timely rescue." The man says tiredly to Ivy knowing that it was possible she could have just left him behind.

"You're absolutely covered in blood." Ivy comments.

"That protective gear is effective against what I can do with just my just hands. I'm out of practice when it comes to fighting it would seem." The man tiredly replies as he wipes the blood from his lip.

"Look, I'll let you get cleaned up at my place. But then we go our separate ways." Ivy says to him.

"I understand." The man says rising back to his feet. "We should move, More guards will reach this area soon." 

Ivy nods in agreement and the two soon begin to rush towards the city with Harley still being carried behind.

Harley slowly opens her eyes to see only green. "Uh... Where am I?" Harley asks as her eyes begin to focus. 

"I did not ask for fuckin' roommates." A plant with eyes says.

"Uh, when you pay rent you can make decisions, Frank." Ivy says.

"And I am not a roommate." The Man from earlier informs the plant. 

Ivy turns back to her plants. "Ugh, look what all those months in Arkham did to my poor babies. And where is that stupid neighbour kid I hired to water them, for fuck's sake?" Ivy says annoyed. 

"Uh, he quit after a week. Very unprofes..." But Frank interrupts himself when he throws up a half digested corpse of the kid at the mans feet who steps back to avoid it getting on his shoes.   

"I'm going to make some tea." The man says a little disgusted as he excuses himself from the room.

"Really, Frank? What if his parents come to look for him?" Ivy asks frustrated. 

"Unlikely." Frank says retching again now as he throws up the parent's corpses. 

Harley groans as she sits up now.  "What am I doing here? The Joker's gonna go crazy with worry when he tries to break me out of Arkham and sees I'm not there!" She says.

"He does not care!" Ivy says as she turns on a large TV. "Our escape was all over the news and he has not come to see you." Ivy points out. 

"Oh, my God. You're right. Somethin' terrible must have happened to him!" Harley gasps. "I hope he's okay!" Harley says as she gets up running from the couch towards the front door.

"Oh, my God!" Ivy says annoyed as she uses her vines to cover the door. "What do I have to do to prove that Joker does not love you?"  

"Uh, ya can't. I am outta here!" Harley says as she acrobats across the room and dives out of a window but Ivy uses her vines to quickly pull her back inside.

 "For once you're gonna listen." Ivy says as Harley is dragged back into the room wrapped in vines. "You were a genius psychiatrist. Do you remember how you diagnosed me?" Ivy says to her.  

"Sure. A classic misanthrope with abandonment issues who befriends plants to avoid human intimacy." Harley says

"Nailed it!" Frank the Plant calls out from behind Ivy. 

"Frank." Ivy warns him and he groans.

"You helped me. I can be around people now. You know, I mean, I hate it, but I can do it without vomiting. Harleen Quinzel was the only doctor who ever got through to me." Ivy says using her vines to pick up a photo of Harley and herself back in Harley's days as psychiatrist at Arkham. The vines move to hold the photo in front of Harley. "What do you think that she would say to you? " Ivy asks. 

"Why are you always tied up?" Harley in the photo says to the current day Harley. 

"Oh." Harley chuckles. "Look how square and boring I look." She says.

"Yeah. You look way better now. Look, I need some help with a patient." The Harley in the photo says.  

"Oh. Then, sure. Shoot." Harley says.

"I'm gonna... I'm gonna take a guess that the picture is talking to you?" Ivy guesses as she leans down to look at the picture. 

"Tell her yes, but to stay out of it because we are making progress." The photo version of Harley says. 

"The picture says stay out of it 'cause it's making progress." Harley says and Ivy imitates zipping her lips shut stepping back.

"So, this patient of mine, she's fixated on a murderous psychopath and won't end their relationship no matter how terribly he treats her." The Harley in the picture says. 

"Oh, easy. Classic abusive codependency. You just gotta show her there's no future with him and she needs to end it and find her own identity and..." Harley gasps. "Oh. I see. You're smart." 

"I know. I'm you." Picture Harley says.

The man steps back into the room carrying a small tray that holds a teapot and several cups only to see Harley being held in vines while talking to a photo frame. "I am going to assume this is something I should not question." He states as he sets down the tray.

"Yeah... it's probably best not to." Ivy says bluntly.

"Tea?" He asks as begins to pour himself a cup.

"Look..." Ivy starts as she looks to get his name.

"Y/n." He fills in for her.

"Right, Y/n... I know you helped us escape Arkham but I'm not exactly what you call...a people person."

Y/n looks at her for a moment before he places down the teapot and lifts the cup blowing on it gently in a small effort to cool his tea slightly. His head remains still but his eyes turn their attention to Ivy.

 "I have no intention of lingering Dr Isely. I thank you once again for allowing me to escape with you and Miss Quinn. I am aware that without your assistance It would have been more difficult to escape on my own, and for that I owe you a favour. Should you require me in the future do not hesitate to call upon me."    

"Actually, there is one thing." Ivy says and Y/n raises his brow. "I get the feeling this isn't going to go as well with Joker as I would hope...you mind coming along for extra back up?" Ivy asks. 

"If this is how you wish me to repay the favour then I have no objections." Y/n says. "But I must ask who exactly is the Joker?"

"Wait you're kidding? You've never heard of the Joker Gotham's biggest nut job?" Ivy says.

"I have been in Solitary confinement in Arkham for quite some time and during that...Well, it doesn't matter." Y/n answers waving is hand slightly dismissively. 

"Right..."Ivy says sceptically. "You ready to go Harls?" She asks Harley breaking her out of her conversation with the photo. 

"Wait, who the fuck is that?" Harley ask looking at Y/n. "Aw Ive did you get a boyfriend!?" She asks excited at the idea.

"No." Ivy says bluntly.

"You are mistaken Dr Quinzel. I simply helped assist Dr Isely in breaking us out of Arkham Asylum. She was kind enough to allow me to use her apartments facilities to clean up after things became...complicated."   

Several goons were playing a game of pool as a Tv in the background showed a news reporter talking on the Tv as the headlines showed. "The authorities are still on the hunt for escaped Arkham inmates Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Gotham's funniest villain, The Rid..." The Tv screen suddenly explodes having been shot several times by an angry Joker.

"Screw that guy! Name someone funnier than me, Stan." Joker says to one of his goons. 

"Harley?" Stan says looking at someone behind Joker.

"What? No! Sta...Women aren't funny!" Joker says annoyed shooting Stan. 

"She's standing behind you." Stan says as he grips his wounds.

Harley clears her throat now as Joker turns around to see Harley, Y/n and Ivy.  

"Oh, hey, Harley." Joker says before he looks at Ivy. "Ragweed." He says to Ivy maliciously. "And who the hell is this?" Joker asks looking at Y/n now but Y/n doesn't give the Joker much of a look back.  

"That's it? Just "Hey, Harley"? You left me in Arkham for a year! You abandoned me, you lied to me! But this is the last time. I am here to break up with you!" Harley says angrily now. 

"Oh, shit! She's dumpin' you." Stan says breathlessly on the floor coughing a little. 

Joker turns around and crouches down pointing the gun at his head. "No, she's not! She doesn't call the shots!" 

"Yeah, 'cause I'm callin' a cab. See ya never." Harley says turning round and walking past Ivy and Y/n who both turn around. 

"Oh, shit." Joker sighs. "Oh, uh, thank goodness." Joker says causing the three to stop and turn back around. "She's finally doing exactly what I prayed she would." 

"What?" Harley says confused

"What is happening?" Y/n says equally confused as he looks at Ivy for an explanation. 

"Oh, for fuck's sake." Ivy says annoyed as she face palms.  

"Much as it destroys me to say it, Harley, I was going to insist on breaking up, because it's the only way to keep you safe." Joker says standing back up now. 

"What the hell are you talkin' about?" Harley says. 

"Yes, no, please continue with your bullshit." Ivy says but Joker pushes her back as he then pulls Harley with him a little and places his hand on her shoulders. 

"The world's gone mad since you've been in Arkham. Have you seen Commissioner Gordon? He's lost it. He wants revenge because I "paralyzed" his partner." Joker chuckles. "He and Batman are hell-bent on destroying everyone I care about." 

"That's why you didn't come get me?" Harley asks him.

"Keeping you away from me was the only way to protect you. And still is. So, I'm afraid, my dear, this is a... " Joker leans down and kisses her hand. "Oh, it's a heart breaking goodbye." Joker says as he starts to walk away from her.

 "Uh, no, no wait!" Harley says reluctant and confused. 

"No! No wait." Ivy quickly says as she walks forward taking a hold of Ivy's shoulders.  "This is what you wanted, Harley!" 

"Is it?" Harley asks still confused.

"It is, yes. You came here to do this." Ivy reminds her.

"While I might not be aware of the full situation I can assume that this is not a healthy relationship." Y/n says  

"Yes! Listen to your awful friends." Joker says.

 "So, this is really the end?" Harley asks.

"Yep. This is it. Let's go." Ivy says taking her arm to get her out of Jokers hideout. 

"Unless..." Joker suggests with a devilish grin. 

"Unless what?" Harley quickly asks excited. 

"Unless our love is so powerful even the threat of death can't keep us apart." Joker says and Harley gasps. "Oh, screw it! I'll die for you any day. I'm in!" Joker says.

"Really? Me too!" Harley says as she leaps into Jokers arms and the two immediately begin grossly making out and moaning. 

"What on earth just happened?" Y/n asks Ivy dropping his usually calm and composed manner for a disgusted look.   

"We're gonna need some privacy." Harley says breaking away from Joker to look at Y/n and Ivy. "Sorry, but it's gonna get real gross, real quick." Harley then adds before she and Joker begin to make out again.

Y/n and Ivy can only look in disgust at the two before Y/n is the first to leave with Ivy soon following behind him.

"I am going to assume that did go how you planned it to." Y/n comments as he tries to wipe his mind of the last few minutes.

"Um, hell no it didn't." Ivy says annoyed with the situation.

"May I?" Y/n asks suggesting he has an idea and Ivy looks to him. "Dr Quinzel seems to be rather...infatuated to the point of obsession with this Joker character...I believe words are wasted on her and that a more direct approach would prove more prudent." 

"No shit, So do you actually have a plan to achieve that?" Ivy asks him.

"Well, technically my debt is paid considering you only asked me to come along and I have. If you wish for my help any further then I would like a favour of my own." Y/n says.

"What kind of favour?" Ivy replies crossing her arms.

"I have no family, no money, no home to return to. All I ask for is some temporary accommodation until I can find a permanent place of my own to stay." Y/n bargains.     

Ivy looks at him for a moment with an irritated look before she finally give in. "You're lucky I like Harls so much." Ivy sighs.

"So do we have an agreement?" Y/n asks.

"Fuck it, fine" Ivy groans not liking having another person hanging around her.

Jim Gordon was stood on the roof of the Gotham GCPD flicking the bat signal on and off.  

"On and off. And on and off. Everything lives and everything dies." Gordon mumbles to himself. 

"Jim?" Batman says startling the man.

"I wasn't playing with it." Gordon quickly says and Batman just grumbles. 

"It's the Riddler. We hear he's got a riddle so funny it makes people's brains explode. And he plans to broadcast it on live TV." Gordon explains. 

"Not if I solve it first." Batman says.

"Oh, and hey, I was thinking about having some friends over to the house for a barbecue if..." Gordon begins to suggest.

 "No." Batman replies bluntly. 

"All right." Gordon replies sounding disappointed. 

Back at the Joker's hideout Joker was ranting about the Riddler.

"And they say it's so funny it makes people's brains explode!" He says annoyed. 

"Let me take your mind off the Riddler." Harley says as she enters the room holding a cake. "I made some bread puddin' for my puddin'." 

"Okay. " Joker clears his throat. "You're not grasping the impact of this. Funny is my thing and this asshole's trying to steal it on live TV! Also, are those raisins!? I mean, why?"  Joker asks as she shoots the cake Harley had made.

"They're chocolate chips." Harley says annoyed. 

"Sorry. I do love chocolate chips. I apologize, puddin'. It just seems like every time I turn around, someone's gushing over the Riddler. I mean, seriously, his whole schtick is being the world's most indirect asshole!" 

"Okay, how about this? If I kill the Riddler in the next hour, can we still have date night? I got a Reese Witherspoon movie I was thinkin' we could watch." Harley suggests trying to cheer him up.

"Well, I do love my Reese. All right. Kill him. But it's Legally Blonde or I'm out!" Joker says. 

"It's Sweet Home Alabama." Harley admits. 

"This day... sucks!" Joker says annoyed.

Harley was stood outside of the Riddler's hideout which was a small replica sphinx covered in question marks.  

"Wow, how do they not find these lairs?" Harley wonders as she begins to head inside.

 Inside a man was stood at a camera pointed towards the Riddler. "And we're murdering everyone in Gotham in three, two..." He counts down.

"Citizens of Gotham, Riddler here with a riddle so hilarious... "Riddler begins laughing "...you'll die laughing!"

 "Hey, Riddler." A voice calls out and he looks to the side to see Harley. "I got some notes on your show." 

At that moment however Batman glides down from the ceiling. "It's over, Riddler..." He notices Harley now. "Wait a minute, what are you doing here?" He asks. 

"Buzz off, Batsie, I'm in the middle of doing a "notes" bit!" Harley says annoyed but while the two are distracted Riddler uses the opportunity to trap them as they are moved in strong glass containers to above two holes in the floor.

"Riddle me this, you two. What is cold but still burns? What will eat you if you drink it? What..."

 "Acid." Harley interrupts him.

"It's acid." Batman agrees.

"I am not done. What is... Wait... Did I say the thing about cold but it still burns?" Riddler asks. 

"Yes." Batman says.

"Right." Harley answers.

"No!" Riddler says annoyed. 

"Because it's acid." Harley says. 

"Okay, it's acid. I'm dropping you in a pool of acid." Riddler admits as the floor opens up to reveal a large pool of acid sizzling and bubbling

"You're makin' a big mistake, 'cause when my man hears about this, he's gonna come runnin'." Harley warns Riddler. 

"Precisely what I'm counting on. Why don't I invite him over right now for a little game night? " Riddler says with a grin as he takes out his phone and dials a number.

Joker was now at the Riddler's lair as he looks up at the trapped Batman and Harley. 

"So you don't have a riddle so funny it makes people's brains explode?" Joker asks.

"No." Riddler replies.

"I knew it!" Joker cries.

"You won't get away with this, Riddler." Batman says. 

"If there's no riddle, why are we here?" Harley asks now.

"To play a little game. Choose one to live and one to die and in the acid, the loser will fry." Riddler says pointing to Joker. 

"Is it the good kind of acid that gives you super powers?" Harley asks hopeful.

"No. Choose!" Riddler demands now.

"Aw... Go ahead. Tell him, Mistah J!  Deep fry that bat." Harley says. 

"Yes, well, yes, yes. It would seem an easy choice, Harley, but..." Joker begins giggling.

"Puddin'? Even for you that's a lot of maniacal giggling." Harley says worried. 

"Sorry, my little strung-up pheasant, but I couldn't possibly let this punctuation prick..." Joker starts to says.

"Hey!" Riddler cries.

 "...get credit for killing Batman, now, could I? Free the bat, drop the broad." Joker cries out.

Riddler presses a button on a his cane as the hole over Batman closes and both containers open. Batman lands safely as Harley begins to fall. As she falls she looks to the side to see Batman chasing a laughing Joker before she finally falls into the pool of acid.

 Joker and Harley were dancing on a rooftop with violinists playing in the background. "Till death do us part." Joker says as he takes out a ring. 

"But that's not what really happened, is it?" A voice calls and Harley looks to the side to see the old Harley sat in a chair.

 "Aw, shit. What are you doin' in my memory?" Harley asks. 

 "It's my memory, too, dummy. First of all, those weren't violinists." The old Harley points out as the violinists turn into Jokers goons holding guns.  "And you weren't dancing with Joker."  Harley gasps as she looks down to see her hands were cuffed. "And it wasn't an engagement ring."  Joker has a grenade in his hand. 

"But, if all that's true, then why'd he say..."

"Till death do us part." Joker grins. 

 "Because he didn't say it to you." The old Harley says as Batman appears now.

"It was him all along, wasn't it?" Harley says sadly as she looks at the grenade placed in her hands. "It's always been him. Joker never loved me. He only loves Batman."

A green hand dips into the acid pool now as it grabs Harley's hand and drags her out. As Harley emerges she coughs and opens her eyes to see Ivy and Y/n.

 "Ivy! You saved me from the acid!" Harley says as she holds onto Ivy now.

"It's actually just margarita mix." Ivy tells her. 

"It's still kinda stingy." Harley says. 

"Okay, I did my part, so we're square for you breaking me out of Arkham?" Riddler asks. 

"His... His part? What's he talking about?" Harley asks.

"So don't go all Harley on me, okay? But we set this whole thing up." Ivy tells her. "I've been telling you forever that the Joker's no good for you but it seemed like such a hard concept for you to understand, so this guy suggested to let you see it for yourself." Ivy explains pointing to Y/n stood behind her with his hands behind his back. 

Harley groans. "I just wanna crawl back into that acid and die."

"Again, it's margarita mix, so that doesn't apply. But look, chin up. You know, you still got me. And I care about you so much that I spent my entire Saturday setting up something this fucking stupid." Ivy points out.

 "That's true." Harley says sadly. "I bet it wasn't easy." 

"Eh, you know, the biggest pain in the ass was just finding 150 gallons of this shit." Ivy points to the margarita mix.

"I told you to get a Costco card." Riddler says as he starts to walk away.

"And I told you I only go there once a year, so it doesn't pay for itself, chief!" Ivy groans.

'What is Costco?' Y/n wonders.

Y/n, Harley and Ivy were back at Ivy's apartment now as Harley sat on the couch looking down. "I can't believe I wasted years of my life on that idiot clown!" 

"Oh, boo-fuckin'-hoo. I spent ten years in a dog park. Come talk to me after a St. Bernard shits on your face!" Frank the Plant says.

"You really are a rather vulgar plant aren't you?" Y/n comments.  

"Frank, Jesus." Ivy says as she sits down next to Harley. "Harley, I love you in..." Ivy sighs. "In a very odd, hard-to-articulate way. And if you just stopped sabotaging yourself." 

"Unlikely." Harley comments.

"Right. But if you did, the world would be yours. And you could be any kind of... I don't know, circus performer you want."  

"Dr Isley is right." Y/n starts and Harley looks up at him. "You should look at this as an opportunity to start a new." Y/n says with a small amount of encouragement as he places a small cup of tea in front of her.

"Yeah. You know, why am I still wearing this thing?" Harley asks as she looks to see she was still wearing the costume given to her by the Joker. 

"I do not know." Ivy replies. 

The sound of the doorbell ringing get everyone's attention. Ivy pulls the door open to see one of Joker's goons stood behind it. 

"Joker-gram! Knew you'd make it out. Let's forget the past. I sent this idiot to shout, let's have a bla..." But midsentence the goon explodes covering the three and the apartment in blood and guts. 

"I had just cleaned this." Y/n says annoyed looking at his outfit as he leaves to find a towel. 

"Uh... Just to be clear. You don't find this charming, right?" Ivy asks Harley

 "No. No, no, no, no, no." Harley is quick to say.

"Okay, cool." Ivy says relieved. 

"Yeah, yeah, cool. I mean, look, you know, there's obviously something super romantic about a man who explodes..." Harley starts but Ivy looks at her slightly concerned. "...another man for you. But, but no. No, I'm totally finished with him."

"Oh, finally!" Ivy says.

"Yeah, yeah! You know, I am so gonna show the world I am more than just Joker's girlfriend!" 

"There ya go! There ya go!" Ivy encourages. 

"Mmm-hmm!  I'm gonna have my own capers!" Ivy declares.

"Goddamn right you are!"   

"Like, like, like, I'll kidnap the mayor of Gotham and I'll put him in a missile and I'll just, like, shoot it at the moon unless he names a highway after me, huh?" Harley begins to suggest.

 "Uh, um, okay?" Ivy says. 

"I'm actually still workshopping that." Harley admits.

"Yeah." Ivy comments.

"But me and the Joker, we are so through!" Harley says adamantly. 

 "Okay, cool, yeah. No, for sure." Ivy replies and at that moment Y/n returns with several towels for the two to use to clean themselves up. "Dude are these my good towels?" Ivy asks him.

"My apologies. They were the only ones I could find." Y/n admits.

"It's fine." Ivy sighs as she takes one now.

Harley had arrived at the Joker's hideout as she sported a new outfit. As he walked thought several of the goons watched as she walked past them. Harley was carrying a large hammer on her shoulders as she walked through. 

Joker was sat down in a chair as he tried to work the tv. "Oh, come on. Hey, does anyone know our damn Wi-Fi password?" He asks getting up and turning round. "Harley? Oh. Is that you?" 

"It's me, dickhead. Uh, by the way, that's also the Wi-Fi password." Harley says.

"What is? "It's me dickhead?" or just "me dickhead"? Ah, it doesn't matter. You look fantastic. Is that new lipstick, or..." Joker asks

 "Ya treated me bad." Harley starts.

 "What?"

"Ya lied to me." Harley continues.

"Aw."

 "Ya never loved me." Harley goes on.

"Come on." 

"I know that now."  She finishes.

"Well, well, heh, that's nonsense, puddin'. My motives are never clear! I'm an agent of chaos!" Joker says amused as he picks up a pool cue and drives it through the neck of a nearby goon. "That's what you love about me!" Joker finishes. 

"Not anymore. We're through." Harley says.

"Oh, yeah, this again? Look, let me make this clear. You don't ever break up with me! I'm the top supervillain in Gotham." Joker says annoyed now. 

"Not for long. 'Cause you're lookin' at your replacement." Harley tells him as she throws her old costume to him and turns around. 

"You?" Joker laughs. "Replace me? I created you! You won't even get out of this building alive unless I let you." Joker says with a grin as he whistles and his goons all begin to rush into the room and  gather around Harley now.

"Bring it, bitch." Harley cries and the goons begin to rush towards her now. Harley uses her large hammer to knock the first one back. The hammer connects with his face breaking his jaw as he flies backwards. A goon on the other side of Harley punches her now and Harley spits blood from her busted lip. Harley retaliates with her hammer as she smashes it into the goons leg breaking it. 

Joker was stood watching as he smoked a cigar. Seeing that his goons were not doing the job he wanted he takes out an explosive and arms it. He giggles as he throws the explosive and it lands on Harley's hammer. Harley only just notices it as she tosses the hammer away at the last second and it explodes leaving her without a weapon. The goons begin to surround her again but Harley proves adept as he uses her combat experience mixed with acrobatic abilities. However without her weapon Harley is left open and soon she is knocked down to the floor. 

"Just say the word and I'll call it off." Joker says to her.

Harley stands back up now however as she coughs up a little blood. she wipes her fist across her mouth. "Till death do us part." Harley says defiantly  

"Oh, fine. Kill her." Joker says as he begins to walk away. A goon behind him rushes at Harley swinging a bat at her head but she ducks underneath it causing him to miss. As she ducks Harley grabs his hand taking the bat from his hands as she uses the end of it to knock him out. Joker begins to laugh as he arms another explosive pitching it and throwing it at Harley. She swings the bat in her hands knocking the explosive away.

"Ooh!" Harley says impressed with the bat, now armed once again with a weapon she is able to begin over powering the thugs. They begin to resort to using machine guns now and Harley is forced to acrobat behind a stack of crates which one has it's lid ripped open by the bullets.  Harley pulls the crate down a little to see it contents are the explosives Joker had been using against her. "Hell yeah!" She says begin to pick several up until the goons begin firing at her again. Harley ducks behind another crate and when the goons need to reload she acrobats towards one of the goons and smashes the gun out of his hands using her bat. Two of the other guns aim their guns at her so Harley quickly improvises and uses the goon she had hit with a bat as a shield as he is filled with bullets. While the two goons shoot Harley places one of the explosives on the goons back and kicks him towards the two where he explodes taking them out and causing a large hole in a wall behind them. Harley notices the damaged wall now and it gives her an idea. She wastes no time as she jumps up and begins to spin through the air dispersing explosives everywhere ranging from support beams to walls. They all explode as the building begins to weaken and part of the entrance in the shape of Joker's face collapses. Joker himself is forced to leap under a pool table in order to avoid being crushed under the falling debris.  

 As Harley looks around at the destruction she has caused she stands with a wide grin. The wall with a hole in it behind her collapses now and behind it is Y/n and Ivy.

"Hey, I was just gonna see if you need any help, but you seem good." Ivy starts as Harley looks at her. "Love the new look. Gonna go pick up some Thai food. Text me what you want?"  Ivy says taking out her phone now.

"Oh wait, I'll have a green potato curry." Harley says to Ivy.

"Yeah, but I said..." Ivy begins stammering. "Just text it to me." Ivy says.

"But you're right here." Harley points out 

"Yeah, but, I'm not gonna remember it. And then you won't like what I get you and you're gonna want some of mine." 

"Fine. What about you can't you remember it?" Harley asks looking at Y/n.

" I am not going with Dr Isely I'm afraid Miss Quinn." Y/n says and Harley sighs in frustration. 

"Just, just fuckin' text it." Ivy says as she begins to walk away and Y/n follows behind.

"Oh, what? You gonna kill me now? " Joker says looking up at Harley.

"No, I want you alive so I can see the look on your face when I'm runnin' this town." Harley says as she turns around and twirls her bat. As she begins to walk away Joker grimaces annoyed.

"I thought you said you weren't going with me?" Ivy says as she notices Y/n walking beside her.

"You are simply walking in the direction I need to go is all." Y/n informs her. "If you dislike my company I can always walk ahead of you?" Y/n suggests.

Ivy sighs now as she stops. "Look it's not you that's the problem exactly I just...really don't like people." Ivy says not wanting to sound rude as she holds her arm uncomfortably. 

"I understand." Y/n says with a sympathetic smile as he reaches into his suit jacket now as he takes out a small piece of paper and writes on it. "Here this was Dr Quinzel's order." He says handing the paper to Ivy who reads it.

"Wait there is only one thing written here. Aren't you going to order anything?" Ivy asks confused. 

"I have no money Dr Isley and asking you or Miss Quinn to pay would surely be imposing more than I already have." Y/n replies.

"Look just order something, I'm not going to sit eating Thai food with Harley and then let you starve it...it's going to make me feel bad you know." Ivy says to him.

"You are a kind woman." Y/n says as he look up at the moon hanging above Gotham. "Tell me Dr Isley you are a plant lover are you not?" Y/n asks.

"Uh, duh. Poison Ivy. Meta human with the ability to control flowers." Ivy points out.

"Then perhaps I might have something that you will like in my possession." Y/n says looking back down. "In fact, It might be placed better in your hands than anyone else's." Y/n says now causing Ivy to become a little curious. "I will part ways with you here." Y/n says now as he turns around begins walking again.

"Wait you never your ordered." Ivy says to him.

"Whatever is the cheapest dish, I don't wish to be anymore of an inconvenience." Y/n says as he waves his hand giving a small goodbye wave and he disappears into the night.  

Ivy just looks at the list he had written with Harley's order.

"See I told ya you could remember my order." Harley says sat on Ivy's couch as she digs into her green potato curry.

"Actually it was because that Y/n guy wrote it down." Ivy explains as she eats her own food. 

"So who is that guy exactly?" Harley asks confused.

"He's just someone who helped me break us out of Arkham." Ivy starts. "Seems kind of old fashioned but hey to each their own right? Not sure if we can really trust him, but we made a deal so..." 

At that moment a knocking on the door can be heard and both girls look to it. 

"I swear if that's Joker with another one of those fucking Joker-grams..." Harley says annoyed as she gets up and strides over to the door. She opens the door now but left surprised when stood in the doorway was a drenched Y/n.

"The water damage to my old hideout was far more extensive than I had imagined." He says explaining his current predicament.

"You walked here like that?" Harley asks as she lets him in.

"Well originally it was only up to my waist that was soaked, but then as I was walking back a passer by noticed my situation and decided to drive through a puddle further dampening me." Y/n explains.      

"Jeez what an asshole." Harley says.

"Yes, quite." Y/n says in agreement. "I hope you don't mind but may I change into some warmer clothes?" Y/n says not wanting to remain in his damp clothes. 

Harley moves out of his way now as Y/n moves towards Ivy's bathroom and closes the door behind him. 

Harley looks at the bathroom door before she returns to sit on the couch beside Ivy.

"Did he bring much with him?" Ivy asks.

"No, He just brought what looks to be a suitcase." Harley answers picking her curry back up.

"I'll tell him where he can put his stuff." Ivy says getting up now.

"So, are you actually letting him stay?" Harley asks causing Ivy to sigh. 

"Reluctantly yes. He kept his word on helping so I gotta keep mine you know." Ivy replies but she sees Harley look smug. "What? What's with that look?" Ivy asks.

"But you hate people." Harley says.

"Don't make a big fuckin deal out of it." Ivy replies as she walks over to the bathroom door now. Ivy leans her back against the wall next to the door frame of the bathroom. "Hey...Y/n right?" Ivy starts not sure if he can hear her. "Look there's a room opposite the kitchen that you can stay in for the time being and a dryer you can put your clothes in." She says but again she gets no response. "Uh...Hello?" She calls out and gets up off the wall. She raises her hand to knock on the door but as she does so it causes the door to open and inside she can see Y/n who had taken his top layer of clothing off and was wringing out his wet hair.

Y/n turns his head to look at Ivy who in turn quickly pulls the door shut and turns away from it. "Dude! Lock the door." Ivy says annoyed. Ivy had no attraction to Y/n but the act of walking in on someone she barely knew changing had been enough to embarrass her.

Y/n had returned to Harley and Ivy now changed into a more casual look. 

"My apologises for not properly locking the bathroom door. " Y/n says as he sits down now but instead of sitting on the sofa next to the girls he sits on the floor at the table.

"Just eat your food." Ivy replies looking away pinching the bridge of her nose still feeling embarrassed and Harley smirks amused. 

"Oh it is Pad Thai." Y/n says looking at the dish in front of him.

"Sorry if you don't like it but you never ordered anything." Ivy says recomposed now and going back to her food.

"On the contrary I rather like this dish." Y/n says happily as he picks up a pair of chopsticks, he bows his head for a moment before he proceeds to eat. As he does he lets out a satisfied sigh. "An excellent choice." 

Y/n, Harley and Ivy continue to eat their food in relative silence as the Tv plays in the background.  As it continues to do so Y/n finds himself watching it more and more. 

"Has it really been thirty years since I was put in Arkham..." Y/n sighs causing Harley and Ivy to look at him.

"Thirty years?" Harley laughs not believing him.

"Look there is no way you have been in Arkham for thirty years." Ivy also chuckles at the idea. "Ya know It's probably been more like 5 years and you just feels like thirty." She suggests.  

"No if that date on the TV is correct, then it's been thirty years." Y/n says as he puts his chopsticks down and rubs his eyes.

"I'm not buying it." Harley says bluntly.

"You can't really expect us to believe that right?" Ivy adds. 

"And why do you not believe me?" Y/n asks.

"Because...you don't look a day over 30." Ivy answers and Harley nods her head in agreement.

"Actually, I'm over six hundred years old." Y/n replies as he slowly rises from his spot now. 

Harley and Ivy look at each other for a moment before they start laughing for a few moments 

"Okay, that was a good joke." Harley says but Y/n's serious look remains. "I wasn't joking." He says as he looks down at the two.

"Right you're six hundred years old and Batman doesn't fuck bats." Harley says still not believing him.

"I can prove it." Y/n says now.

"Oh yeah, and how are you going to do that?" Harley challenges him looking amused at the idea.

"One moment." Y/n says as he moves across the room. He comes to a stop at his suit case, he picks it up and lays it flat on the table in front of Ivy and Harley now. His hand reaches up to a key that hangs on a necklace around his neck. He takes it off and uses it to open the suitcase. Once it is opens his eyes immediately begin to look through the cases contents, His eyes scan over a diary, some vials and an old outfit but soon he finds what he had been searching for. He takes out a small air tight box. Once retrieved Y/n shuts his case and places the small wooden box into Ivy's hands as Harley watches confused. "This is what I promised you earlier." He says.

Ivy looks down at the box now. Engraved along the box was pictures of several flowers. Ivy opens the box now as she can feel air rushing into it. Her eyes soon widen before she shuts the box quickly. Ivy closes her eyes her brow furrowed "How on earth did you get these?" She asks.

"What is it?" Harley asks curious.

"They are seeds to a plant called a Glaze Lilly Harley." Y/n informs her.

"Seeds? Glaze Lilly?" Harley asks confused. She knew that Ivy loved plants but to get so shocked over just seeds she couldn't understand. 

"Harley..." Ivy starts. "This plant, It's been extinct for..."

"One hundred and fifty years." Y/n finishes.  

"Okay but that doesn't prove anything... couldn't you just have bought those at a private auction or something?" Harley suggests still not believing him.

Y/n thinks now before his eyes look to the kitchen where he can see a stack of kitchen knives and an idea forms in his head.

"Why don't we have a duel Miss Quinn." He suddenly suggests. 

"A duel?" Harley repeats the word as she watches him cross over to the kitchen. 

She and Ivy see him pick up one of the knives by it's end rather than by the handle. "Yes, a duel." He says calm. 

"I don't know, you sure that knifes going to be enough?" Harley says getting up from the sofa feeling a small shock of adrenaline course through her system at the prospect of a fight.

"No, no, no. You misunderstand." Y/n says as he tosses the knife Harley's way and she catches it by it's handle. She looks down at in her hand. "The knife, is for you." She hears Y/n say as he makes his way to stand in front of her. 

Ivy stands up now. "If either you break anything you are paying for it." She warns aiming it more towards Harley. She was not happy with the prospect of a fight in her apartment at all but she knew that once challenged Harley would not back down. 

Y/n takes a defensive stance now as Harley looks at him. "Be sure to strike with killing blows, Otherwise I can't take you seriously." He warns her and Harley grins excited. 

Harley rushes towards Y/n, she winds her arm back and slashes where his head was but he ducks underneath. Her speed was of a high level something that impressed Y/n. Frustrated that she had been dodged Harley began to use her acrobatic skills as she managed to flip onto the to other side of Y/n. She thrusts the knife towards his rib now but Harley then gasps in shock when the knife actually enters his body and she lets go the handle.   

Y/n smiles for second before he feels the knife pierce his skin and enter his body causing him to let out an involuntary gasp of air as the air in his lungs is forced out. He then quickly collapses to the floor.

"Harley what the fuck! Why would you actually stab him!?" Ivy asks in both annoyance and disbelief at what had happened.

"Because I thought he would dodge!" Harley is quick to say back as they both look at Y/n on the floor. "He dodged the first blow with ease but this time he just let me stab him." Harley says not understanding.

"Ah fuck. Fuck!" Ivy groans. "Now we have a dead body in the  apartment, we cannot let my landlord see this." Ivy stresses out.

"Fuck it I'll eat him." Frank says causally but the sound of coughing get both Ivy and Harley's attention, They can see Y/n slowly moving as he sits up and one of his hands pulls out the knife now dropping it to the floor with a clang.

"Still as painful as ever." He groans as he stays still for a moment.  

"Why did you not dodge that!?" Harley asks him as she quickly crouches down to assess his condition.  

"Because..." He starts as pushes himself up now and blood pours out of his wound. "I needed you to injure me to a point you yourself know is fatal." He finishes as he lifts his top to look at the stab wound properly. 

Before Harley and Ivy can say anything else however they are left shocked as they can see Y/n's skin begin to turn black and his veins glow with a golden colour near the wound as it slowly begin to start healing itself leaving them in disbelief.

"Woah..." Ivy says in shock.

"Yeah...woah." Harley says equally as shocked.

Y/n's skin and veins returned to normal now as the wound had fully healed now. The only trace it had ever occurred was a wet patch of blood on Y/n's side and a hole in his shirt. "Ivy has the power to control plants...I have the ability to heal myself and others." Y/n says.   

"Why couldn't you just tell us that instead of letting us think Harley had just killed you?" Ivy says. 

"Would you have believed me if I had said so?" Y/n say in turn as both Harley and Ivy are unable to reply with a yes. "I am sorry for the shock but this seemed to be the most effective way of showing you I was telling the truth." Y/n explains.

"So...You're really six hundred years old?" Harley asks as she pokes Y/n's side where she had stabbed him earlier testing if it really had healed like she saw.

"My ability also works passively, which means it is constantly repairing my body and stopping it from aging." He tells her. "That is how I was able to have those seeds in my possession." He then says pointing to the box placed down on the coffee table.

"So if you have been holding on to them all this time... then why are you giving them to me?" Ivy asks him. 

"Because you are clearly someone who loves and respects nature." Y/n answers as he turns to  admire some of Ivy's flowers. 

"For six hundred years I have walked this Earth, I have seen many sunrises and sunsets. Seen nations rise and fall. Lives start and lives end. The one constant in life is nature. However she is being failed, Mankind has grown too greedy and if this continues the damage will become irreversible."  

Ivy was slightly taken aback. In all of her years of living she had never met someone who seemed to genuinely show an interest in either flowers or nature. Over the years several people had tried to trick and deceive her into believing they cared but Ivy knew better and she did not trust in other human beings. She couldn't be sure this man was not the same.

"So... what do you want me to do with these seeds?" She asks him. 

"Whatever you feel is best." Is Y/n's reply. "If you wish to help them bloom into their flower state I would be grateful to be see such a sight once again. However if you decide that they are safer in their seeds then that is you're decision to make. The seeds belong to you now Dr Isley." Y/n informs her. Ivy wanted to let the seeds bloom into flowers but she couldn't be sure If Y/n had an ulterior motive. Her thoughts are broken however when she can hear Y/n sigh.

"I shall have to clean up once again." He says as he looks at the hole in his top once again.

Ivy clears her throat now getting his attention. "You're also cleaning that up as well." Ivy says pointing to the bloodstains on her rug.

"That is...fair." Y/n concedes as he can see Ivy's annoyance at the stains.

It was late as Y/n entered the room Ivy was going to let him use. He closed the door behind him before placing his suitcase down on a small couch that seemed to be in the room instead of a bed. Y/n was not too surprised by this however as Ivy had made it clear she was not people person so the need for a guest bedroom made little sense. Y/n opened his suitcase now as he carefully took out a small black and orange cube. He watched it with a solemn look as it began to hover in his hand and memories of the past flowed through his mind.

And that's the first chapter of this new story! I hope you all liked it. I wanted to try something new with a character and not make them completely OP like Superman because it would just be boring otherwise. I also want to make it clear that this is not Zhongli they just just happen to look like him, readers are free to change how he looks but there will artwork with this as the envisioned design. If you liked this chapter then please don't forget to leave a vote and comment as it it would really help out the story alot!!! I shall see you all next time in....

A High Bar