Skylar leaned on the mesa, tabla in the kitchen, “why don’t we just go over there and finish them off? I mean, if we know we’re close, we just take más people with us.” Twan nodded, “I agree, besides,” he formed his arm into his gun, “It’d be pretty fun, revenge.”
Nightwing glared at him, “Its not about revenge.” Harley sat on the counter, “He’s right, its not a bout revenge. Its about vengeance, and making sure they stay the hell out my life…”
Nightwing openly stared at her in surprise, “ooookay, then.”
Harley scoffs, and jumps of the table, her leg crumbled under her, but she kept her balance. Silver narrowed her eyes at her, in a stance of warning. Harley returned the look with her own attitude and instead of walking, flew to Skylar’s room.
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3 Days Later:
Harley swung on the rings in the first corner of the training room, using one hand she swung from one ring to another. Flipped in the air holding the ring. Her feet straight in the air. And then went down, swinging up again and jumping off, landing some how, in a quiet crouch. Skylar clapped from the door way, “Proving your all better now?” Harley stood from her position and smiled, “call it what tu want, I’ve been fine my whole life.” Skylar walked over to her and rolled his eyes, “Sure, sure.” Harley flounced over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, “Like you’d know…” Skylar smiled down at her, her small frame of 5’2 made her look like nothing of her threat, but they were wrong. “Good things come in small packages” he said. Harley cocked an eyebrow, “What?” Skylar smiled, “Just remembering what I dicho about tu the night after our fist kiss.” Harley laughed, and then pressed her lips against Skylar, and pulled away, “Sorry to pull your chain Sky, but I have to be some where.” She started to walk away when Skylar grabbed her arm, “Aw, tu cant be a little late?” Harley pecked him on the cheek quickly and pulled away, “Duty calls Skylar. I got to go.”
And left in the zeta.
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Harley walked into LexCorp. Confidently wearing a black pant suit, Her hair down, and smile plastered. She walked right to the front desk, and smiled politely at the receptionist. “How can I help you?” asked the woman. Harley smiled, “I need you….to just go…to sleep.” And suddenly the woman froze in ice. She didn’t even get time to scream. She grabbed the card the woman was going for and slipped it into her own pocket.
She walked to Lex’s office and slid the card for access. She walked in as Luthor called, “Amora, tu could have just left,” he turned in his chair from the view out side, and never finished his sentence. Harley threw escritorio from in front oh him like a toy to a wall. Luthor tried to back away but Harley grabbed Luthor por the neck and picked him up from his chair. “You bag of SCUM! tu worked with my creators to get me back. And they want to use me for what ever it is. And tu work with them for your own gain!” She threw Luthor against the wall, who flew out to the other side. He got up and Harley used the help of a potted plant to her advantage. The plant grew to extreme size and seized Luthor. Harley walked over to him shouting, “You care about no one but your self! tu piece of…! I cant believe you. I thought maybe you’d care one slim bit. But no, obviously my relation to the Man of Steel, clouded over your better judgment.” She used the plant to pick him up por his neck again, and brought him closer to her. She pulled her sword from her back, and raised it. When some thing banged her hand. She didn’t drop the sword but brought down her hands in surprise. It was Mercy Graves with her armed arm.
Harley scowled, “And tu let him do this to me! A disgrace to the amazonas, amazon name! tu are only his lackey. He doesn’t care about you!” Mercy ignored her, and shot again. This time hitting Harley in the chest. Harley staggered back. But then took a run leap at Mercy. Shooting in a crazed frenzy that the lab creation would reach her, Mercy missed her target. And Harley grabbed Mercy por her gold-brown hair, and threw her at the door. Mercy, along with the door, flew out of the door way, and landed in a heaping pile.
Harley roared in anger, “I will mostrar no freaking mercy! No pity!” And grabbed Luthor por his neck and began to squeeze. And it wasn’t any human squeeze. Her Super strength matched that of a certain Man of Steel. Gasping and choking to death, Luthor was saved por a bullet. Connor shot it at her, Harley roared again. Little did she know the Bullet was encased in Kryptonite, it would weaken her little por little, without killing her.
Harley threw Luthor at his desk, that was already dismantled at the wall. Harley shouted at her friends, “YOU! He tried to get my caught, and have me back for his own damn gain! He should pay and tu come in here and tell me not to kill him!?”
superman flew down in front of her, “Harley,” Harley snapped, “SHUT UP CLARK! I’m DOING SOMETHING tu NEVER HAD THE BALLS TO DO!” superman was taken back. Harley was never disrespectful. Ever. Sure she got snappy, and was stubborn, and shared un fazed glares with Batman, but she never disrespected them.
Even the team was surprised. “Harley, calm down…” Skylar started. Harley shouted angrily, “NO! I wont! How dare tu tell me to calm down!” Superboy cut her off, “HARLEY! Stop it! tu SHOULDN’T DO THIS IT ISN’T RIGHT!”
Harley shouted right back, “HOW WOULD tu FEEL IF CADMUS CAME AFTER YOU?” suddenly Harley groaned and grabbed at her head, “Ugh.” And she fell to the floor.
superman helped up a very angry Lex Luthor who also wore a smug grin. “get out!” He shouted and they did just that. As Harley was dragged out, Lex Pressed a button that was still working on his desk, “Send in the men to collect the samples, then classify them… I want them all in por the end of the day.” An affirmative was dado from his laboratories, and clicked off.

Dr. Varhiez would have done a happy dance if Luthor hadn’t been in his office. It was 8 o’clock in the night, but Luthor stopped por anyway. He shook Luthor’s hand eagerly, “Thank tu Mr. Luthor, I am sure tu want something in return…” Lex put up his hand, “No, no. I have all that I need, but if I do I’ll stop by.” Dr. Varhiez thanked Lex again for his help and let him out of the office.
Mercy smiled at Luthor, “You fooled so well.” Luthor nodded, “I know, poor man Mercy…thinking I’d really need HIS help.” Mercy asked then, “What do tu plan on doing Lex?” Lex smiled, “I only gave him some of the Harley samples. I plan on cloning her… then I’d have the greatest weapon ever created… to beat superman once and for all.”
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Harley sat in her cama angrily, batman had confined her too her own house as punishment. Without her files of the book, she had nothing to look into. Nothing at all. She had read all her books, twice! She couldn’t leave the house, and she wasn’t hungry enough to make food. Her friends weren’t allowed over. Harley felt like a kid all over again.
And the worst part… she had to under surveillance. Leaguers would take turns watching her house to make sure she didn’t leave. It made Harley mad. Just thinking about it. Harley flicked her hand to a flame and grabbed a paper to burn it. “I hate them right now.” And she went over to her stereo plugged in her ipod and went to her favorito! song for these moments. I Hate Everything por Gorge Strait.
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In dr. Varhiez’s lab, he pulled out the Harley DNA and Skylar DNA that Luthor brought him. “Lets see Creation, how you’d like to battel your own daughter. Your own flesh and blood, who looks so much like you….”
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Lex watched as him his scientists, re created a super powered being. Even with his disastrous results with Bizzaro, he didn’t mind, he smiled as the face began to become recognizable. He smirked, “Well Harley, looks like competition…”