Caught By Surprise [Harley]

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    Spoiler was gripping the collar of the thug tightly. She slammed him against the brick wall. Even behind the white and red painted makeup, Stephanie could clearly see he was frowning. Stephanie scowled behind her mask.
    
    "What were you doing here!" Stephanie yelled, lifting her fist fist in the air, threatening to punch him. She attempted to sound menacing, but she still just sounded like a small, teen girl.

    "Why would I be scared of a little girl with a big attitude. I could kill you right now if I wanted to."

    "Yeah right, keep dreaming bozo," Stephanie said as she slammed his head against the wall and planted a punch in his gut. She grappled to the top of the brick warehouse. Dangling the man over the edge, Stephanie finished her sentence. "What were you doing here. I'd hurry if I were you, my grip is slipping." Stephanie released her grip and quickly grabbed him again.

    "Oh god, please don't, I'll talk. I was scoping out the location, for a gun shipment! Please don't drop me!" The thug whimpered.

    "When is the shipment?!?" Stephanie said, sounding a bit proud of herself for getting an answer.

    "It's in two nights, but only if you let me go and report back and say the location is okay." The thug bartered.

    "Fine, but if you rat me out, next time I won't be so nice." Spoiler said, trying to be menacing. She threw the thug down onto the roof and grappled away.

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    Stephanie sat down at her desk with a notepad.

    So. Joker is buying guns, and I have to stop him. That is that. But, Joker is the worst of the worst, I can't just run in there guns blazing. From the stories I've heard from Tim, Joker's men are brutes, they win in sheer numbers and strength. I shouldn't have to worry too much about their weapons and other gear. But, I can't get myself cornered. And, I should try to destroy or remove the gun shipment from the equation, then they would most literally have "the big guns".  I shouldn't have to worry about the gun deliverers too much, because there most likely won't be too many, and if Joker finds one of his men unconscious, they will most likely go after the other gang, and not look for me. I'll go in quietly, and take out as many as I can stealthily, before I am discovered.

    And with that, Stephanie leaped onto her bed and went quickly to bed.

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    "Goodnight, Mom!" Stephanie said, before making her way up to her room. She closed the door and took a deep breath. Tonight was the night. Tonight she had to beat Joker, alone. Sure, she could ask Tim for help, but then it would just confirm Batman's feelings that she shouldn't be a vigilante. Stephanie waited until she heard her mother go to bed, and then she slipped on her costume and made her way out of the second story window. She grappled and glided her way to the location.

    She pulled out some binoculars and scanned the area. The guns were being delivered in large trucks. She grappled to a nearby vantage point and looked for an easy target. Patrolling below the vantage point below her, was a painted thug. Stephanie prepared to take him down from above. To Stephanie's surprise, the thug looked up at her with thermal goggles.

    What... They aren't supposed to have thos-

    "There's a cape! Right up there!" The thug yelled. Before Stephanie could react, there were tons of bullets flying her way. She fell to the ground, and did her best to counter the horde of thugs. Spoiler looked up at the thugs standing over here. They all hand a band over their arm with a black and red insignia.

    What... that's not Joker's symbol?

    A heel landed on Stephanie gut. She yelped in pain. Spoiler pulled out her bo staff, and made a quick sweep at the lower legs of the horde around her. She leaped to her feet, and in front of her stood a curvacious body, with blond hair, a painted face, and black and red clothing. Harley Quinn. Tonight was not going as Stephanie had planned.

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“Miss Quinn, MISS QUINN!”

Intense banging on the door of Joker’s office in the large storage building can be heard, the occupant of the clown prince of crime’s office is none other than Harley Quinn, who quickly pulls open the door at the sound of the banging. She grinds her teeth together and her eyebrows lower in anger as she looks at the panicked henchman who is covered in blood, sweat and bruises. “What do ya want!? This better be good!”

“Miss Quinn…some…kid beat the hell outta me…way tougher than she looks…”

“Wait…ya got beat up by a lil girl? Pffft…” Harley tries to contain her laughter, covering her move and giggling a little bit against her hand before clearing her throat, moving the hand away. “Hehe, sorry…what’s yer point?”

“She asked way too many questions…but if I didn’t give her the answers she wanted, she was gonna kill me!”

Harley’s smirk faded, curling into a scowl as she swings her clenched fist, colliding with the henchman’s jaw, almost breaking it from the force. “What the heck did she ask…what did ya tell her!? Gimme one good reason why I shouldn’t kill ya right now!”

“She wanted to know when the shipment was…I had to tell her, I’m so sorry Miss Quinn…”

“Hmm…so, some little brat wants to try and screw around with my plans, eh?” An unsettling chuckle escapes her lips as she presses the clenched fist against the palm of her other hand. “Well, get ready…make sure ya all have those goggles I gave ya on, don’t let her hide! We’re gonna have some fun!”

“Don’t you want to change the location so she won’t stop anything?”

“Where’s the fun in that!? I’m gonna teach her a lesson! Never. Cross. Harley.”

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A short time later, there’s a little bit of commotion in the main room of the storage building. Harley slips her signature baseball bat into its holster on the back of her outfit, making her way out of the office as she observes the chaos below, standing on the platform that overlooks the room. She then spots her target, quickly leaping over the railing as she drops down to the ground floor, Harley shoves her way past her henchmen before spinning and throwing out her leg, delivering a brutal kick to the gut of the young vigilante, stepping back right after and watching as she takes out a few of her men.

“Well, well, well…what do we have here?” Folding her arms across her chest, glaring at the shorter and clearly much younger female, Harley tilts her head to the side. “I don’t know who ya are…but a little birdie told me that some brat was askin’ too many questions!”

Harley takes a few steps back, around a dozen of her henchmen gather around the young hero as the clown princess of crime leans against a few containers, watching the action as she proceeds to bark out orders. “Teach her not to mess with Harley, boys!” Right on cue, a few of the thugs in front charge towards the intruder, proceeding to go on the attack. Harley was looking forward to this show, certainly better than whatever is on TV right now.

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    Stephanie yelped as the heel found its mark on her stomach. She fell to the ground, and began to cough. She pulled herself up into a kneeling position. Spoiler punched towards her right and left simultaneously, hitting two thugs in the groin, causing them to double over and fall. She ignored the taunts of the older woman, and focused on the men surrounding her. She looked all around her. There were atleast twenty thugs. Stephanie took a deep breath. From what she could see, three thugs had guns. She quickly threw a few explosive charges, which landed on and blew up the guns.

    “Teach her not to mess with Harley, boys!” The woman yelled. Spoiler watched as Harley walked backwards, leaning against a container, watching. Stephanie was disgusted. Her pulse quickened, and a bead of sweat rolled off of her eyebrow. She prepared herself for the coming battle as the group of thugs closed in on her. She jumped onto her feet and began pounding away the group. She fought in a circle. Two men came at her at once, she leaped backwards grabbing both their heads, and slamming them together. She countered a punch and broke the attackers arm, before sweeping out another thug's legs. Spoiler was getting tired. Quickly. She was breathing heavily, and was starting to miss even more hits. Stephanie launched a group of concussive batarangs, taking out a few men. But it seemed like if you took one out of the fight, two more came. This was a fight that would be hard to win in this position. She had to cut off the head of the snake.

    Stephanie knocked out two of the thugs in front of her. She dropped a smoke bomb, hiding what she was doing. She pulled out the bat claw Tim had lent her. Spoiler turned on her thermal vision, lined up the sights, and pulled the trigger. The prize-corner-like claw launched forward, grabbing the woman by the face, and pulling her forward. Stephanie lept over the men, and tried to do a leaping punch right to Harley's head. She landed on the ground, and looked up, facing the boss in front of her.

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As she watches the action unfold while leaning against the storage crates, she feigns a yawn while moving her hand in front of her mouth to over exaggerate it. While the fight is certainly entertaining, Harley is not the least bit amused by the embarrassing job her henchman are doing…then again, what else can you expect from a bunch of burly, dumb and unskilled thugs? Even so, the clown girl was slightly surprised that even these morons managed to get themselves beat up by a little girl. No doubt they wouldn’t have a job after tonight, and they’d be lucky if they get to keep their lives.

As Spoiler launched the punch, it actually caught Harley in the cheek before she shoved the young girl back, rubbing her cheek a little bit. “It’s always the same with you caped bozos!” Harley stomps her feet as she marches up to the young vigilante, leaning down slightly so she can get a bit in her face. “Beat up a bunch of losers, throw around your dumb little gadgets and act like you’re doin’ somethin’ special! It’s so borin’!” Harley rolls her eyes, taking a step back from the girl, looking around at the batarangs lying around on the ground, causing her to let out a very audible groan. “Figures ya can’t even come up with yer own gadgets! Ain’t it past yer bedtime, kid? Just cause you’ve got these things doesn’t make ya no B-Man!”

Moving her arm behind her, the harlequin girl grasps hold of the handle of her baseball bat, tugging at it to pull it out, she rests the bat on her shoulder as she strikes a pose, placing her free hand on her curvy hip and raising an eyebrow. “This is yer last chance, brat. Go home and get in trouble for bein’ out past yer bedtime…or mommy is gonna have to pick you up at the hospital! Either way, ya’ll be gettin’ grounded!” Swinging the bat around, showing off a little bit, Harley grins with a bit of a sinister giggle. “Ya have ten seconds to get outta my sight, or else!”

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    Stephanie felt a rush of happy adrenaline as she could feel the punch connect with Harley's cheek. She watched the curvy woman intently, waiting for her next move. However, Stephanie knew if she waited too long, she would lose her edge, but if  she moved too hastily, she might not be prepared for anything that was coming next.

    “It’s always the same with you caped bozos!” Harley said, stomping her foot, which looked alot like a little kid having a tantrum to Stephanie.

    "Really? The woman in clown makeup is calling me a bozo? I'm calling shenanigans, lady." Stephanie said. Come on, Steph. Keep her busy. Figure out something to do, you need to use your brain here, she and her thugs have too much power, I can't beat them. The woman grabbed Stephanie and stuck her face right into Spoiler's face. Harley was so close Stephanie could smell her breath. As the woman stepped away and rolled her eyes, Stephanie taunted.

    "How about you invest some of this gun money into some breath mints, clown. It'll help alot, maybe people won't hate you so much. You know, first impressions are almost the most important encounter between two people ever. And from the way you're acting, don't start crying if you don't get a Christmas card from me."

    “Figures ya can’t even come up with yer own gadgets! Ain’t it past yer bedtime, kid? Just cause you’ve got these things doesn’t make ya no B-Man!” Harley yelled. Stephanie stood up straight and put her hands on her hips, continuing to taunt, raising an eyebrow.

    "Ok... Hold up, really? You accuse me of copying when you are out here pretending you're big and powerful like Joker. Hell no, you're just some tiny little woman with a big personality who thinks she can be a crime boss. But, in reality, I'm surprised you've even made it this far. Trust me, you'll be out of this city in a few weeks."

    Harley threatened with her bat, giving Stephanie "One last chance". Yeah, Right. Stephanie returned to her fighting position, beckoning with her finger. "Come on then."