The Unraveling of Harleen Quinzel

[ChantelXOX]

Name: Harleen Frances Quinzel (Later Known as Harley Quinn)
Age: 24
Looks/In: http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t5...g?ig_cache_key=MTE3NDk2ODEzNjY1Mzk2ODI1MQ==.2

Harleen was a psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum. She had a new patient who she was fascinated by (the Joker). She had researched so much about him. She had all of the newspapers he had been on the front cover of. She wanted to figure out what made him tick. She wanted to get in that crazy head of his.

She was seeing him today which made her so excited. She was sat in her therapy room playing with her long hair. She looked through her file all about him that was always her night time reading. She was starting to become a little obsessed with him. She heard footsteps coming towards her door. Her heart raced and her palms started to sweat.

In walked Joker- http://www.sideshowtoy.com/wp-conte...ker-arkham-asylum-sixth-scale-silo-902769.png with the guards. “Thank you guards you may leave now.” She said. “You sure you want to be alone with this one?” One of the guards asked. “Yes.” She snapped. She watched Joker sit down as the guards left. “How are you today Joker?” She smiled at him playing with her hair.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Name: Joker
Age: Unknown.
Looks: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4d/e8/b3/4de8b3c8a8b2fbe0d9863a9db59d0169.jpg

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Doors to the cell opened up and light flooded into an otherwise mostly dark cell.

Guards started to flood into the cell, but there was no fighting from Joker. They forced him into the straight jacket. Once upright anger brewed in his eyes.

"Another one," he spat darkly with the utmost venom. Doctors were all the same. They wanted to prod into his past. There was so much they didn't know. The past was best left at multiple-choice.

The few bits of information that could be gathered from before he was joker was this: A calculated man that worked under many names. Some of those names included "Jack" "Jack Napier" "Johnny" "Johnny Jape" and "Joe Kerr." All the names were faulty and brought up little evidence.

Testimony, hearsay and rumors surrounded each name. Jack and Jack Napier had established themselves within the criminal underworld as reliable. The only difference between the pair was that Jack Napier began to date a woman. This woman happened to be one of the crime lord's main squeeze. At first Napier was very open with his relationship. As quick as the whirlwind of stories started they stopped. All was quiet for a few months before there was an announcement that the pair were going to be hitting a club.

During these days Jack wore a trademark purple coat. The coat appeared out of a vehicle. A bunch of guys started to open fire upon it. What no one realized until after the blood splattered the vehicle and shells hit the pavement was that Jack wasn't in the coat. Laying upon the ground was the woman.

Rumor had it that no only had Napier set up a rival, but found a way so that C.I.'s could drum up the evidence to put said rival away in Blackgate for several lifetimes. Napier then took all the resources for his own with no argument.

Joe and Johnny were earlier on. Rumors of them being discreet. The kind of men that made problems go away without causing so much as a ripple in the world of organized crime.

His tattoos told more stories. Four were notable. First, was the switch blade or stiletto knife going through the bat-symbol. Obviously there was implication of just a pure hatred between the individuals. Analytical observations could be made that maybe the hatred was deeper than just a mere rivalry. A personal hatred where one felt wronged by the other.

Second, was a dead robin impaled by an pick. It was on the opposite arm and in the same place as the Bat-symbol. Rumors were rampant that Joker might have killed Batman's former partner Robin. Nothing could be proven, but that tattoo didn't help the rumors.

Third, which helped the rumors of Robin's death, was the "J" teardrop tattoo. After his transformation into the Joker, the subtly to his methods vanished. Could this have been a declaration of "I killed someone important?"Hard to say, but it was fascinating from a psychological perspective to many doctors before Harleen.

Last, was the skull inside a jester's hat. People had dubbed him "The Clown Prince of Crime," and often associated him with "Death" and "Chaos." Perhaps it was a statement to the world, or how he viewed himself.

Joker was brought to the room by the guards, whom Harleen dismissed. Bound, Joker sat in the chair and stared daggers at the woman. "Well, what are you waiting for?" he asked. To Joker this was just another doctor that wanted to get into the darkness. The darkness that comforted him. He wondered if she could have been used. She was young. Was she also naive? If so, then goody-goody. That was something he could have used to get out of here.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Harleen came from a very uptight and high society family. She had an awful lot of pressure put on her through her childhood and even now. Her family always asked when she was going to get married and have babies but that wasn’t on her mind at all. Her mind was on her career of being a psychiatrist. Most families would just be proud of her but her family wanted more from her and that more she didn’t want to give or do. She loved the job and now she had reason to love it even more because of the Joker. She thought he was so interesting.

She wondering what the Joker’s childhood was like. She assumed liked so many insane criminals he had an abusive father and an emotionally absent mother. She couldn’t wait to dig into his personal life and find out what made him this way. Most psychiatrist didn’t really want to work with him because of how dangerous and hostile he was. She didn’t care at all because that was what intrigued her. She was so drawn to him maybe it was because he was an outsider and she felt the very same way.

He was staring daggers at her from his chair across the room. “I don’t like to just jump into things. I want to build repor. What would you like me to call you, Joker or something else?” She said smiling at him. She wondered if many people had smiled at him. Most people were absolutely petrified of him. He made even grown men pee their pants.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

When Dr. Quinzel talked about wanting to build a rapport, Joker saw an opening. Most Doctors wanted to build a name off of making some breakthrough. Doctors did this because they knew establishing a rapport was, in their words, "dangerous." Joker knew that could be exploited. Her smile caused a smile of his own to form at his lips briefly.

Outwardly, it was entirely unforced. A naturally given smile. Inwardly, Joker knew if it was natural the smile would have lasted longer. "What do I call you, Doc?" he asked. His metal covered teeth showed themselves as the question was asked.

"Most people that try to build rapports try for informality. Are you formal or informal, doc?" he was testing her instincts and trying to use the nice-girl approach against her. Getting to know someone on a first name basis created a foundation that could be exploited.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Harleen knew really she should be formal so clear boundaries could be seen but she knew none of that would work with him so she was going to have to break the rules to get into his fucked up head. Building rapport with him could be dangerous but it would be the only thing to really get to know and figure him out.

She saw his fake smile. “You can call me Harleen. What would you like me to call you Mr J or Joker or anything else?” She said. She wondered how choosing this informal and sort of unprofessional route would go for her.

She hoped it would work well and she could be known as the doctor who figured out this mysterious and insane Joker.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"Harleen What?" Joker asked. His voice held a hard edge, but if she was willing to go so informal then Harleen could have given her last name too. All other Doctors presented their last names. It made keeping tabs on them so easy.

"Just Joker." He had to admit "Mister J." sounded good. Honestly, he wasn't sure why that sounded good. Still, it wasn't information he divulged so openly. The man was trying not to roll his eyes at the psychoanalysis. So this doctor was taking a new approach? Would she have seen into his mind? No. Nothing about the woman made her special. Still, one had to jump through the hoops if the doctor was going to play ball with some of his demands in the long term.

 

[ChantelXOX]

“Harleen Frances Quinzel is my full name. Anything else you want to ask me?” Harleen asked with a soft smile on her face. She wanted him to feel comfortable and show she was willing to share because she was expecting him to share a lot. Now what she shared should be controlled and nothing too personal but she was breaking a lot of rules with him and she didn’t know if she could keep this controlled.

“What would you like to start on today? I know you have seen many doctors and they just dive right in to what they want to know but that doesn’t help get a rounded picture of her person. Start from whatever you want to. I am here to listen Joker.” She said.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

For the first time, Joker showed emotion. After Harleen shared her full name, Joker winced and lurched a little as if someone punched him in the gut. His eyes narrowed as anger flashed within them. Her other questions and comments went unheard.

His mind was going a mind a minute, "Fate's a lie. Destiny. All that crap. SHE'S NOT HERE FOR A REASON!" the Joker's own mind screamed at him. "People can be used against you," he kept thinking. "There was no reason to have anyone close." "THEY'RE WEAKNESS!"

Eventually, Joker sat up straight and said in a low voice, "Take me back to my cell." It was the only thing he said. Inwardly he was hating himself because, there shouldn't have been something unique about this woman. All she was, all she ever could have been was just a stupid doctor! There was nothing special about her! Nothing special about the woman at all, because this HARLEEN was just like all the others. She was expendable. She had to be.

One thing Dr. Quinzel would have noticed was Joker's body language. When the guards retrieved him, whatever fight was there was completely gone. Even though the guards came ready as if they were expecting something. Something about her name had removed the fight out of him. The man wasn't completely limp, but there was no other notes about him being so lackluster. Often Doctor's feared that Joker was like an animal just waiting to strike. A patient killer that waited for his time until it was right to let loose. This was not the same man.

Days passed. Any time Joker could have refused a request, he would have. For the times that he couldn't have, silence was the constant greeting. At times Joker would look at her as if he was examining the woman, but the glances didn't last too long.

If Harleen got reports form his cell, or monitored them herself, Joker wasn't in a catatonic state, but a war within himself. His mind was moving a mile a minute. Obviously, his consciousness was wrestling with something. In all of her notes, Joker didn't wrestle with much of anything. If it was a drink, he wanted grape soda. In general he wanted violence and mayhem. Food he may have wrestled with a few small bits, but for the most part the man was reactionary. Joker had long term plans, but his actions felt reactionary to the situation. Never did anything vex him. In his cell, he was very vexed.

One night, Joker spoke his first words in many days. "I want..." He was trying to spit out the words. "I want He.." The man breathed, "I want Harl-Doctor Quinzel," he caught himself. The eyes looked toward the guard, who quickly moved to control to talk about what was being requests. Never did the Joker ask to speak to the doctor. Something was happening.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Harleen saw the first glimpse of emotion in him and it was a wince when she revealed her full name. The Joker was so confusing as a person. Many people would just give up with someone like him but she couldn't and she wouldn't. It may ruin her career but she was going to figure him out even if it was the last thing she did. She could see he wasn't taking in anything she was saying.

"Joker." She said trying to get his attention from what was going on in his mind. She could tell from his face that his mind was all over the place. When he did finally speak he wanted to go back to his cell and she couldn't keep him here with her. "Guards." She shouted. The guards came back and took him to his cell. She felt confused and a bit defeated from their first meeting.

She was sad that the next few days he wouldn't see her. She got reports from the guards and also monitored him on the cameras. It was coming to the end of another day and still he hadn't had his next session. She grabbed her bag and was ready to leave when a Guard came in telling her the Joker asked for her. Of course she was going to stay for him. She may of not admitted it but she would probably do anything to work with this patient.

"Bring him to me." She said to the guard. She sat down on her chair and crossed her long legs. Today her outfit was a bit different to her normal attire. https://secure.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/cid/111631740/id/OCZwRpeH4xGlATfV6xSULw/size/y.jpg . She normally always wore trousers and never had out her long toned legs. As she sat waiting for him she took her blazer off and ran her fingers against the silky stockings.

When he the Joker entered the room her heart raced like her lover was in the room. Did she have feelings for this man? She couldn't, could she? She was a doctor and he an insane criminal but she was believed there was more to him. The guards left them. "You asked for me?" She said.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Joker was brought into the room. His eyes went to guards before they settled on Harleen. She could tell that he didn't want the guards here. When they were dismissed he asked a question of the doctor, "Isn't your outfit against regulation? Well, not regulations. Just a lot of guys here have been locked away, who knows what kind of effect something like that will have on people." A nod went to her skirt while speaking. The words weren't derogatory, just an observation.

"Me? I say if you got it, flaunt it and doc, you got it," Joker gave the briefest smile. He was sitting down in the chair. "I'll only talk more, if I hear more about you in return, understand?" While he was willing to open up, maybe give the woman a little of what she wanted, Joker didn't want to loose his control. Right now, even his own game was a mystery to him. Sometimes the Joker was very calculated. Other times, he had a vague idea of a plan and it became very reactionary. This was why he was so unpredictable.

 

[ChantelXOX]

"There is no dress regulations. As long as I don't turn up naked it isn't a problem." Harleen said. Today when she choose her outfit she didn't know why she choose a dress because she never really choose a dress. She was feeling sexy in her dress and was glad she wore it today because he wanted to see her. She was glad to look her hottest when he asked for her. "Guys around here haven't seen any women in so long so I could wear a garbage bag and still turn them on. Do I turn you on?" She said. She surprised herself asking him that.

She knew as a professional doctor she shouldn't agree to share about herself in return for him sharing about himself but she wanted to figure him out and get in his mind so was stupidly agree to whatever he wanted.
"Okay I'm up for sharing about myself. How about I ask you a question and then you get to ask me one? Only rules are is we have to answer and be honest. Can you do that?" She said. To get into his head she was willing to share more than she ever should with any patient. Joker wasn't just a patient though he was way more to her.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Joker didn't look surprised by the sudden question, inwardly a brow was raised. Oh, this was something he could exploit. "Why do you want to know that? Are you hoping that helps me crack?" he asked. Then the rules came out, "I reserve a right to refuse a question, but I will answer you honestly on a question you ask before I ask my own. We have a deal if you can agree to my conditions, little Harleen," this was the first time he used her name. Sure, it may have came out as a half-taunt, but if she was craving to hear that name spoke by his lips then mission accomplished.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Harleen didn’t think Joker was going to answer her question. She just didn’t know where that question even come from. She had really been out of character asking such a question. She didn’t respond to his answer to the question. She liked hearing him say her name. It sounded so good from his lips. “Of course you have the right to refuse any question but that means I also have the right to refuse. “ She said. She untied her hair which was in bun so she could be more comfortable. “Do you need anything before we start? I could get the guards to go get you a burger or something you’ve been craving but can’t have in here.” She said. She thought it was going to be long night and she wanted them both to feel comfortable and be ready for delving into each other’s minds. She was going to try and not give too much away to him but she didn’t think she would manage keeping some things to herself.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"I asked 'Why did you ask that question?' Were you hoping I said yes? Why? Were you hoping that my crank got turned because you have legs that go on forever?" Joker sat down and looked at the woman. Then out of nowhere he began to speak, "I'm a reaction. I don't think long term, Harl. Besides, a woman if she were to do that would have to bring me anything I wanted, what have to do unspeakable things," Joker began to explain then for some reason he stopped. This was something exploitable. He could have used the doctor to get out. "I like it when they call me, 'Pudding' but few have," and that was the Joker's first mistake. That was something he actually liked.

"Now, here's the true question. A woman would only be so bold, so currriouuss, if she herself was aroused. Do I make you wet? Do you have a thing for clownnsss or just...are you someone that got into this line of work because you like the bad boy?" Oh, he was fishing. Joker was trying to see what could have been used to get out of here.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Harleen hoped she would of gotten away with what not answering the question from Joker about why she had asked that surprising question. "What if I did hope so." She said playing with her hair. She was a little embarrassed but not showing it. "Well tell me what you expect from a women? Tell me what does a girl of the Joker have to do?" She said.

"Why Pudding of all nicknames?" She asked. She wondered if he would like the way her sweet lips said Pudding. "Now why are you so interested in if you arouse me? Do you want to turn me on?" She said. She didn't want to answer if he made her wet. Thing was Joker did make her wet. Sometimes at night her mind wandered to him and what dirty, nasty things he could do to her and her body.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"A girl of Joker? They get left. I have no girl. I have no girl because none suit me. There hasn't been one to stand out. The thing with women, is they're boring. Nice, but boring. The right card hasn't been dealt.." Joker looked to Harley and he honestly hated how that answer sounded. Not because it wasn't true, but because it would hurt The Doctor. He turned away from the woman for a moment.

In a low voice he whispered, "I like 'Puddin' because it was an old nickname given to me." Joker never said by who, or even how it was said, but it was a real piece of information. A real link to some kind of past. "You never answered my questions. Just deflected with questions..." he retorted low.

 

[ChantelXOX]

"Well maybe it's you not the women or you haven't met the right person. I believe it is about you though. You won't attract the right person with how you are. What kind of women would want to be with a psycho?" Harleen said. Harleen was great at faking being okay during any situation. She wasn't one to let true feelings actually show.

"I will answer if you turn me on if 1 you tell me where you got the nicknames Pudding and 2 does your doctor turn you on." She said. She was going to get answers out of him with answers of her own. Sometimes to get to know men as crazy as the Joker you have to compromise yourself.

Her concerns about working with him were that he could make her feel things she didn't want to and that he could drag her into insanity with him. The truth was figuring him out was worth it to her. She would know the Joker inside and out she was adamant

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Joker was in his corner and the anger boiled in him. "Is that what you think?" he spoke in a low voice and turned to the woman. Steps were taking toward the woman. "Is that what you think?!" his smile grew and Joker kept going closer. One of his legs moved behind her, he was trying to trip her.

Trip or not, he would have spoke low to her. "If I'm such a psycho then why do you fawn? Why do you hope and wait for my answer? Why does it matter to you? Why does it matter if I look at your legs and scream for you at night, or not. It shouldn't and wouldn't," he moved away from the woman before speaking low again. "Unless you hoped, it was."

He went back to the corner previously stood. Speaking softly and low Joker said out of nowhere, "I liked the name because someone close to me used to call me that. They're dead now. It doesn't matter who. I always liked it," there was another bit of information from his past. Her answer to why did he like that particular nickname.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Harleen could see him getting angry. As he stepped closer and closer to her, her heart raced. She was a little concerned about what he would do but didn't show it kept a straight face. His leg went behind her chair confusing her a little. "Maybe it's the fantasy of a man like you that turns on any women. Every girl dreams of being the one to fix the bad guy but you see with me I'm not very interested in fixing you. I just want to get in your head." She said sort of admitting he turned her on.

He went back to the corner. "Thank you for sharing but you didn't stick to your end of the bargain and I have now answered what you wanted to know." She said. Today she wasn't going to dig more into this Pudding stuff because it would be to much. She would revisit the topic at a later date. She glanced over at the clock god it was getting late. She would wait for his answer and then call it a night and start again in the morning.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Harleen pointed out matter. She was like all the other doctors. Each wanted to cure him, get in his head or both. This was how they all were. Still, he felt compelled to answer the last part. "Yes," the words were low. He didn't give the answer context. That was up for the Doctor to figure out. Oh, he was expecting more questions after she ended up putting two and two together.

 

[ChantelXOX]

She loved how he was attracted to her. She wanted to turn him on and she was so glad she did. She couldn't understand why she would want to arouse a criminal like him. "What is it about me? Is it the profession or is it just me?" She said taking her glasses off and biting the tip of the arm of her glasses.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

"The legs," Joker admitted and then he sat back down casually. A scheme started to form in his head. She was just a thing, he told himself. The man's eyes buried into her own, "Something about your eyes. I don't see it when I look at other doctors." Then he smiled, "I just can't tell what it is. Can you tell me what it is?" he asked softly looking to the woman. This was his plan. Get her to admit something and use that for leverage. She could have gotten him out of here.

 

[ChantelXOX]

"I don't know." She said playing with her hair. She crossed her legs relaxing back in her chair. Maybe this would help her get to know the Joker. She wanted to get to know him more than anyone else in this world. She wanted to know him in and out. "Listen it's late. I need to go home. We will continue this tomorrow." She said. She got up and pulled her on her coat. She grabbed her bag. "I will walk you back to your cell instead of the guards if you want?" She said.

 

[Dreamwalker85]

Joker was taken back by the abrupt decision to leave. However, he did not argue and it didn't show on his face. Instead he rose up and nodded. "Who'll take off my coat?" they allowed him freedom of movement in his cell. The man was willing to wait or his escort.

 

[ChantelXOX]

"I will." Harleen said smiling at him. She led the way out of the room. The guards were about to take him back to his cell with a bit of force but she put her hand up. "No I will take him." She said. She took Joker to his cell. She opened the cell and stepped in just to undo his straightjacket. She was unstrapping the straightjacket. Once it was off her hand touched his cheek. "Sleep well." She said with a smile. She stepped out of the cell and locked it up. She left work late and tired but happy. That night she went to sleep thinking of Joker.