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Let's start with a classic comic book girl. One who's been around since 1992, yeah. That's long.

P.S she's my favorite villain and probably the only one I adore the most.

Comic Universe:DC

Real name: Harleen Frances Quinzel

I'll put these down, just in case some of my readers want to know more about the character.

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It was 12:30. (Y/N) Wayne, the blood daughter of the famous Bruce Wayne laid wide awake staring at her room's ceiling.

She rested in a white wife beater, it was warm in her room. Considering how chilly it was outside, but (Y/N) never seemed to mind.

In fact, she loved feeling the cold breeze against her warm skin. For some reason, she could not fall asleep. She even put relaxing music to listen to, but not even that put her to rest.

The fight that her father, her little brother, and herself had with the Joker had left her questioning herself. Not in a bad way, but what if they're had thought of an different plan.

A plan that did not have the Joker escaping they're grasp again. She sighed, trying to sink her head more into her comfortable pillow.

Once she had shut her eyes to finally get sleep. Her phone buzz which made the blue eyed girl raise an brow, she turned her head to see her phone's screen on.

She quietly groaned and grabbed the phone. Text messages from the same person kept covering her lock screen.

Behind the text messages, she could briefly make out the smile of her little brother. She had to make him smile for the picture, but she knew the smiles he gave her weren't force or fake..for the most part.

Once she unlocked her phone, she could see the picture clearer. The two sat on a curb of sorts, (Y/N) herself had a small smile of her own.

Her brother's bright green eyes always contrast his jet black hair. She's glad Damian got their mother's eyes, while she got their father's eyes but (Y/N)'s blue eyes were a shade or two darker than Bruce's.

She smiled at the photo one last time, the two really look alike in a way. And had their differences, besides age and gender.

She tapped the message icon to see who was texting her at 12 o'clock, once the app opened the first name was above all her list of names on her device.

That name read as 'Harley Quinn' or as Harley typed it on (Y/N)'s phone 'Bat's boo❤️🥺' this had irked (Y/N). But, she didn't know the ex of the Joker did this until she got home and checked her phone.

26 unread messages, she tapped Harley's name to see what the clown had texted her. To sum it up, it was along the lines of "I miss you~" "Come visit me, now. Please?~" "Bud and Lou miss you too~" "I want you're attention!!" (Y/N) had dropped her phone on her face reading the last text message.

Let's just say, the last text message was..interesting. (Y/N) kept staring at the bright phone screen, which was slowly hurting her eyes in the process.

She was thinking about it, she had a soft side for the clown. But, at the same time. She didn't want her father knowing, she hangs out and totally doesn't have the occasional make out sessions, with her father most wanted enemy's ex side kick and girlfriend.

Fuck it, (Y/N) pulled the blankets off her body, and headed to the Batcave as quietly as she can. As she was walking down to the cave, navigating her way in the darkened manor.

She turned the corner and saw the kitchen light on. It confused her, I thought Alfred always turned all the lights off? This thought ran though the girl's head.

As she approached the kitchen to make it to the cave. Just ignoring the light for the most part, "Sister?" Her brother's voice made her jump which was quite noticeable.

She turned to see her brother's small silhouette, by the fridge holding a cup of water (Y/N) assumes. Damian always had to look up at his sister, after all (Y/N) stands at 5'10 while Damian stands at 5'4.

It runs in the Wayne family to be tall, besides Damian. He'll get there, "Brother..? Why are you up so late?" (Y/N) tried to mask her nervousness.

It also runs in the family to be super smart, and being able to find out when someone is trying to hide something. Or, that's an assassin thing.

"I could ask you that question too, sister?" The young robin had crossed his arms over his chest, demanding an answer from his older sibling.

(Y/N) fixed her hunched over position and straightened her back. "I have some unfinished stuff in the cave, now. You should get back to bed before, father or Alfred get up. And, that won't be nice."

Damian squinted his green eyes at his sister, but her blue ones had turned an shade dark to show her brother she wasn't playing. The young son of Batman had dropped his shoulder, knowing he accepted his defeat.

He grabbed the cup of fresh cold water, but then turned back to his sister. "Can I bring this in my room?" This question made (Y/N) smile. "Yeah, but don't spill any on the floor or on you're bed." The ten year old boy smiled, then brought his hand to flicker the light switch off.

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The cold air wracked against (Y/N). But, she couldn't feel it on her face. Since her helmet was in the way, but she could feel her body give her shivers as she jumped from building top to building top.

She landed on an rooftop, not because she was tired. But, next to the building was an alleyway. Gotham city was known to have lots of alleyways, how else is this city so fucked up and brutal? Alleyways=shady stuff.

(Y/N) had propped an leg on the edge of the building, and proceed to look down. There, she saw the blonde clown on her phone typing away like no one's business.

Though her tinted blue visors in her helmet's eye holes, she knew from the blonde long pigtails with one tip of the pig dyed pink and other dyed blue.

Down to the skippy black and red outfit she wears all the time. (Y/N) knew it was Harley Quinn, she pulled herself to jump off the roof, landing couple feet's away from the blonde in the shadows.

Hearing the sound of someone or something jump from nowhere, scared Harley shitless. She jumped, dropping her phone along with her bat she was leaning on.

Her hyenas stopped chewing on their bones, and faced the figure with rows of growls leaving their jaws. Razored sharp teeth being showed, "Do you ever get cold in that outfit?"

The villain smiled hearing that voice. (Y/N) took couple steps out of the shadows, such a Batman thing.

The hyenas stopped growling, seeing who it was. "(Y/N)!~" The blonde clown ran at the figure dress in dark blues and blacks.

While trying to kiss the hero, she forgot (Y/N) wears a helmet to hide her identity. Meaning, the villain smashed her face against the metal cover. Hurting her forehead as result.

As Harley mumbled 'Ouch' all over again. It was the hyenas turn to jump all over (Y/N), this made her smile from beneath her helmet as she brought her gloves hands. Over the soft coat of fur, from both Bud and Lou.

Harley jumped from her crouched position. She skipped over to (Y/N) with a smile, "You gonna explain why you texted me so late?" The other girl thought about for a second.

But then shakes her head, with the same grin still on her face. She wraps her arms around the taller woman, "Y'know, this doesn't feel good." (Y/N) sighed bringing her hands up to her head.

"No shit. This is made out of sturdy material to withstand both heroes and villains. It's supposed to hurt, if I were to wrack you with it." (Y/N) grasped the ends of her helmet.

Pulling the one thing that kept her identity a secret from the world. The other girl's smile widened, Harley's arms pulled (Y/N) down slightly to connect lips.

It was full with passion, but a lunatic can express passion..I guess. (Y/N) pulled away slightly with an raised brow, the clown smirked against the hero's lips.

"I like these late night meetings~"