Chapter Forty Nine: Legend.

Chapter Forty Nine: Legend.

Harry had to say this, despite what happened, the funeral of the King of Nova-Roma…..well it was something that was fit for a king.

"As much as I hate to admit it, until he began to get ideas above his station, he did a respectable job of keeping the kingdom secure, but naturally, he decided to get too big for his kingly britches," Selena told Harry and the wizard responded with a swift nod. Amara stood there, dressed in black, as she paid last respects to her father, although she realized how precious little interaction that she had with him. "And now….your ascension to the king of Nova-Roma will be assured."

"As you figured it would happen," Harry said although he had to give the King credit. He did hang on until the very end but the human body could only take so much.

"Har-Rell, I hope that you are well."

The queen showed up and she looked quite stunning. She seemed resigned to the fact that this would be the fate of her husband. In fact, her husband's purpose had long since been fulfilled after their daughter was born. He was just keeping the throne warm for their Star Child's arrival. The queen was dressed in white silk and the most expensive materials money could buy. Her chocolate skin shined beautifully and her dark hair flowed amazingly. Her bust was contained by the robes that she wore and she looked like an older version of her daughter.

"Julianne, it's an honor to meet you once more, although I wish it's under better circumstances," Harry said as he kissed the woman on the hand.

"I wish to say that it was but a funeral on Nova-Roma is a bit different, it should not be the mourning of the passage of death, but rather a celebration of the life that was," Julianne said as she stepped to face Harry. "And my husband….was rather dedicated to the art of living. It took him over a year before he succumbed to the illness."

"I do respect that," Selene said swiftly as she grabbed one of her descendants into a hug. Although the king was an obstacle that Har-Rell would have to circumvent in his path to the throne, at least she would have to say that he was a noble one for certain. "But now we have to respect the life."

The men filed into the funeral area, they all knew what was happening, but they were willing to respect it. All of the men would be banished and they knew that if any of them fought her order, they would suffer the wrath of Selene.

The few men that were there were obviously overshadowed by the bevvy of beautiful women. Some of them were Amara's age, and they looked at Harry, all of them wanting a piece of the Star Child. Selene smiled as she sat next to her lord, the queen, and the princess in a place of honor.

'They'll be choking for it before too long,' Selena said as she flipped her hair from her face, and watched as the casket containing the fallen body of the King of Nova-Roma was contained. The men were taking it much harder than the women were, although the women did mourn the king. Of course, she figured that it was only because it was the right thing to do. They would be befitted more by the new King.

"We are gathered here today, children of Nova-Roma, not to mourn the death of our king but to celebrate the life that was. In recent months, our king has become detached from us. His body grew frail, weak, and unable to function like it used to. But yet, until the very end, he held his head up. An unknown disease spread through his body, claiming more of his bodily functions with each passing day, to the point where he could barely be able to blink. The one thing that it could not claim, was his resolve and his will to live. That is something that no force on Earth would be able to claim."

There was polite applause, with Amara being the one to lead it. Julianne followed suit and Selene made herself known at the top of the stage. The priestess bowed her head, respectfully, as she walked off to allow the woman who built this country to show up.

"The King may have made many questionable decisions in his final years, but I do appreciate the man's dedication, although it might have been misplaced at times," Selene said swiftly as she looked over them. "You will find though, that a new future is at hand for Nova-Roma and it's not going to be the end of an era, but rather the beginning of a bright, shining new promise. That promise is the return of our savior from the stars, to take his rightful spot as the leader of the women of Nova-Roma. And I can assure you that the benefits will be worth it."

The applause was louder for Har-Rell's assertion than the death of the king, who Harry recalled, he wasn't sure if he even knew the bloke's name. Which really showed how much of a non-entity he was in the grand scheme of things, as he sat as he saw the men's expressions growing pretty fixed. Selene had a guard watching them closely, to make sure they did not try anything and to escort them off of Harry's island because she had no use for them. Given that there were only a small handful of men to begin with, about eighteen or so, it was just as well.

Harry was sitting between the Queen and the Princess now. Amara snuggled into her mate's side, as she watched her father finally be put to rest in the eyes of the island of Nova-Roma.

'He's in a better place now, my lord,' Amara thought to Harry and Harry smiled as he nodded.

'Yes, he is,' Harry agreed as the ceremonies continued.

"Well, he lead a good life," Julianne said, as it appeared that she was not really mourning, she was looking rather content with what happened. "And he will not have to suffer any more."

"He is now in the beyond," Selene said to the queen and her face was blank although one could see the flickers of triumph at what happened in her eyes.

Amara smiled at the thought, her father should have known better to cross the Star Child and he should have known to cross Selene. Crossing both of them in one fell swoop was not what one would call a good idea.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked Amara and the princess nodded as he placed his arm around her.

"I'm fine, especially with you here," Amara said as she licked her lips and she thought about what would happen.

"The men are off the island, my lady," one of Selene's guard said as she kneeled before the Star Child, Selene, Amara, and Julianne.

"There was no trouble, was there?" Selene asked sharply, because if there was trouble, there would be more funerals on this day, that much was for sure.

"No, it seems like they understand that as long as they are on this island, they will never be good enough," the woman said as she looked at the four imposing figures that she was. Surely she was not worthy of them.

"You may stand, my child," Selene told the guard, she was a few years older than Amara and she got to her feet. "You have done well, return to your quarters, and I will address you all later."

"Thank you, Lady Selene," the guard said in a gushing voice as she scrambled off to the other direction.

"Well you have them eating out of the palm of your hand," Harry said and Selene offered a smile and only one word followed that.

"Naturally, but they will be eating other things before too long now that you have ascended by the throne," Selene said as she looked towards Amara. "Princess Amara, if you would help me do a survey of the island, whilst Har-Rell gets to know your mother a bit better."

Amara's eyes widened at the implications, although they were not necessarily hidden. She managed to keep her head up and she nodded swiftly as she watched Selene.

"Of course, of course," Amara whispered as she walked off in the other direction with Selene, which left Harry and Julianne standing, watching the sunset on the mountain.

"It's beautiful," Julianne said as she cast a few looks towards Harry's eyes and Harry smiled.

"Yes, it is," Harry said to the woman as she looked at her, and offered his arm. "Shall we…."

"Oh yes, we shall….up to the palace, there should be no one there, everyone's….well using the passing of the old king and the ascension of a new one as an excuse to get inebriated," she informed him with a smile.

"Lead the lead," Harry said to Julianne as she lead him up the winding stone steps to the palace.

"The ascent is….immense, my lord," she said and suddenly, Harry scooped her up in his arms, which the queen was surprised but rather pleased by, given the fact that she pressed up against him.

"Then let's take a short cut," Harry whispered to her and Julianne smiled to him as he jumped up to the steps, flying towards the open window with her in his arms.

She was not going to lie, this was a feeling that turned her on greatly. The woman moaned in pleasure as she felt the rush of air and then Harry deposited her right at the foot of the bed.

"Amazing," she told him as she shook her head. "That sure certainly is much better than climbing the stairs. You better be careful, Har-Rell, a woman could grow dependent on something like this."

"Yes, I can see that," Harry said as he saw that her nipples were poking out from the other side of her robes, and he could sense her arousal.

"My husband did take a long time to die," Julianne said to him as she smiled at Harry and looked him over. "It was unfortunate that he suffered as long as he did."

"Just like you suffered," Harry said to her and she raised an eyebrow. "I understand that your marriage was one of convenience."

"I got my daughter from it, it was a success when looking at it from that degree," the queen said as she looked at Harry with an adoring gaze, her eyes hungrily tracing every inch of his body.

"That's true, no one is going to deny that Amara is a gift that should be treasured," Harry said to the queen as he pulled her against his waist. "But then again, she does have to get her good looks from somewhere, and it was most certainly not from her father."

"Oh, do you find me attractive, Har-Rell," Julianne said in an adoring voice as she imagined the Star Child pinning her to that bed and having his way with her. He gave off a glow that made her hot for him. "Well, I want you, badly, and you know, it isn't nice trying to deprive royalty of what they want."

"Well, given that I'm royalty myself, I should have a better idea than anyone else what should be expected," Harry whispered as he pulled the beauty up against his waist and she smiled and her lips met his with a searing kiss.

Harry returned the kiss and his hands were working quickly, slowly working the material down her body. Much to Harry's enjoyment, there was not a stitch of clothing left underneath them once he was done.

Harry drank in the vision of beauty that was waiting for her, her nice high dark breasts, her erect nipples, her flat stomach, her shapely ass, and her long dazzling legs.

"I think that we should tip the scales, my lord," Julianne said as she cupped Harry's balls through his pants and felt him grow. The woman got to her knees, pulling his pants down and prepared to worship her new god in style.

Harry hissed as her mouth wrapped around his tight pull and she took him down in her throat with skill. She had been imagining what this moment was going to be like for an extremely long time, so naturally she was going to make the most of it. The beauty on her knees bobbed her head up and down and worked his pole deep down her throat.

"Oh, that's good, that's great," Harry grunted as he cupped her breasts and she slurped his member down her throat.

The suction of her lips, well it was amazing. The dark haired woman kept rocking her back and forth on her knees.

Two of her guards entered the room and slowly stripped off their clothes to reveal their equally amazing bodies.

"Let us serve you, Har-Rell," one of them said with a heavy lidded lustful gaze as she got down on her feet and licked his balls.

The other guard went between her queen's thighs and started to lick her, getting her warmed up for their master.

Julianne bobbed up and down, she was determined to coax his seed out of his balls and straight down her throat. There was a loud and lustful moan as her mouth kept popping around him. The slurps of his rod went halfway down her throat.

"I can't wait," the queen whispered as she got on the bed on her hands and knees and Harry got up there. "Make sure you put on a show for both of us."

"Yes, your majesty," the two guards said as one of taller of the two was pulled into a searing kiss from the shorter guard.

"I want you in me, for so long," Julianne purred as Harry fingered the inside of her pussy. His strong and hard cock slammed into her body. Her walls stretched out as Harry worked into her, ramming into her tight pussy.

The woman's walls stretched as Harry held her waist tightly and sawed into her from behind. The wizard gained steady momentum as his balls slapped against her thighs. She moaned as she held onto the edge of the bed as Harry kept working into her.

"So big, bigger than my husband," she whimpered as Harry cupped her breasts.

"So fucking hot," Harry said as he saw the two guards get into a sexually charged sixty nine position.

"Why don't you reward them, my lord," Julianne whimpered as Harry speared deep into her insides.

Two more Harry's appeared and the girls squealed in delight.

Harry took one of the guards and pressed her against the wall, sawing her pussy with his rod. Her tight cunt was only for him as he snugly fit him.

The second guard pinned Harry back into the chair.

"Just relax, my lord, we'll have some fun," the dark skinned beauty said as she brushed her mound down onto his engorged pole and with one solid swoop sank down onto him, her walls clenching him as she started to ride him.

"YES!" Harry grunted.

Amara showed up and she saw her mother getting plowed into the bed by Harry. She felt her nipples rise and her body heated up for reasons that had absolutely nothing to do with her powers.

Selene wrapped her arms around the princess from behind, a predatory gaze that could be reflected.

"Let's get you prepared, my dear," Selene purred as she pulled down Amara's pants and exposed her soaked pussy.

Amara's mind exploded with a thousand times more pleasure than anything other than Harry's cock had brought her. Selene's tongue manipulated the young cunt of the Nova-Roman princess as she stroked her tongue in and out of her. The woman whimpered with glee as Selene kept working her over.

"Yes, oh fuck," Julianne mewled as he worked into her pussy from behind. She was nearly losing it but this cock touched her in places that she never knew that she could experience. It lit a fire within her that she never thought that she could have.

Harry could tell that it had been a long time since she experienced intimancy this close. The hot woman clenched his tool but she could not really stay the course.

"Amara, please relieve your mother," Harry said and Amara smiled as she got up towards Harry.

"Ready when you are, my lord," Amara said as she wrapped her hands around his neck and he lifted her up, her dripping snatch ready to envelope him in one fell swoop.

Harry's cock found her center and Amara bit down on her lip. She whined at the top of her lungs as the tight dark hips wrapped herself around him.

"Oh, oh, oh," Amara mewled as she rocked her hips up and down his tool. She clenched him hard as she bit down on her lip. Pleasure, that was something that she felt, something that she could never quite get enough of. Her walls tightened around his rod and she bit down hard on his shoulder.

"Yes, so hot, oh that's so hot," Harry grunted as she wrapped her hips around his tool and kept riding him like he was a prize.

"It's about to get hotter," Amara breathed to him.

Selene waited patiently for her turn ,fingering her pussy at the sound of the princess now being fucked into the bed. She had barely seen when the position had been reversed. Her breasts hang out and her dripping mound was exposed.

She had noticed the hot mouth of Harry tease her.

"I'm ready, and you are as well," Selene said to Harry and she got herself up and walked over to the bed.

She kneeled down between Julianne's thighs and gave the queen a few hungry licks, trying to inspire some level of pleasure within her.

"Oh, by the creator," the queen whimpered as her eyes screwed shut.

"Yes, indeed," Selene said as Harry's cock brushed up against the inside of her hot quim and pushed deep into her.

Amara watched as Harry buried his length into her. Another Harry fucked Selene from behind while Selene was munching on her mother's pussy. The woman panted as Selene drained her energy and released it back into her, causing her a shuddering orgasm every time.

The princess's cunt pushed rather tightly around her lover's tool and Harry buried himself deeper into her. She whimpered as she clutched the side of his neck as Harry kept sawing into her hot cunt.

Selene felt her master's rod push her apart. It was not the first time it had been inside her nor would it have been the last time. The woman whimpered as she closed her eyes and bit down on her lip. She screamed at the top of her lungs as Harry kept plowing as deep into her as he could go and his balls kept working into her.

Her center was really being worked out and Harry cupped her breasts.

"Beautiful," Harry breathed as more guards found their way in but naturally there were plenty more to go around.

It was an amazing orgy around them and the heated flesh got even more heated with Harry working into the dripping hot cunt of the woman that he had pressed down against the edge of the bed. Her descendent was getting her twat licked out.

He was pretty sure that he was sending some amazing orgasms through the bond, the fact that they had to duck out was amazing.

Harry worked into the woman on the bed, her tightness clenching him. Selene kept nibbling at the pussy.

"Oh god, my god," Amara said as she looked at Harry and he was her god, as he kept making her feel so good. His cock inspired so many emotions and thoughts deep into her body. She whined as he kept going as far into her as he could. He buried his length so deep into her that she thought that she would come undone just like that.

"Yes, he is," Selene whispered as she looked at the other guards who joined the orgy of hot flesh. The palace was charmed to accommodate the sheer number of bodies. "Do you think that you can handle him finishing in you, Julianne. "

"Yes," she whispered and Harry pushed himself into her as Selene channeled magic through her fingers.

"Make it….ah, explosive," Selene encouraged him as Harry pushed himself between the thighs of the MILF.

She thought that she was going to pass out from the first thrust into her. The second thrust brought pleasure that went through her body. The woman's walls clamped around him as she explored him, his cock pushing as far into her as he would go and she tried to take him even further, her walls clamping down onto him.

The explosion had caused her to pass out from the pleasure and she pumped his cum into her gushing pussy. She bit down on her lip, whining with absolute pleasure.

Amara and Julianne, along with several members of the royal guard were shown, their minds completely blown. Selene draped over her master's chest, as she purred.

"I think you have outdone yourself this time, beloved," Selena whispered as she nibbled on Harry's ear lobe a little bit.

"Well there is only two of us left, I think we should make the most of it, while we wait for them to recover," Harry whispered and Selene smiled.

"As always, you've read my mind," Selene said as she ran her hands down him and prepared to mount her lord once again. "All hail the new king."

She prepared to give tribute to him as only Selene could.

Harry returned from Nova-Roma with a smile on his face, but given what he experienced when he was there.

'So you enjoyed your vacation, didn't you?' Emma thought in amusement as Harry showed up.

'Well, I'm sure that the fine woman of Nova-Roma did not make sure that it was all that restful, am I right?' Jean asked and Harry smiled.

'So a few more bitches in the collection then,' Gwen said, which put Selene far and ahead in the "see how many girls they can add into the collective" hunt. Which was a really unfair advantage given that she had many more years to plan this than all of them did. But that was the Black Queen of the Hellfire Club for them, she never played by the rules.

'Yes many more and it was amazing, the stuff of legends,' Amara thought to them.

'Har-rell is a legend,' Kara protested and no one was going to argue with her in the slightest because itw as the truth.

'And no one is disputing, and nor should they,' Diana thought as she was about ready to get home, although she had a lot of work to do with Doctor Sandsmark. The dark haired woman sighed in amusement. 'It's going to be a long day.'

Harry showed up and Lindsey was sitting there, filling in for Lana, because this was a day off.

"I hope I'm not working you too hard, Miss Preston," Harry told the brunette who smiled at him. "Because, you know, I can hire a personal assistant for you as well…."

"Mr. Potter, it's fine, Lana made sure to have everything in order, it was so obvious that a five year old can figure out what to do," Lindsey said to him and Harry offered his assistant's assistant one of those smiles. Although Lana was slowly sliding into more of a Chief Operating Officer Role and Lindsey was the assistant role. Lana's responsibilities were too vast.

Lindsey shook her head, she realized something.

"Yes?" Harry asked her.

"Well, Miss Frost….that being Whitney Frost, is up there to meet with you, you know she was coming in today," Lindsey informed him. "She's waiting in the lobby, for you to get back, to talk about urgent business, she says that you know what it is."

"I do," Harry confirmed with a smile.

"Well I'll be here if you need anything," Lindsey said as she paused and looked at him. "Anything at all."

She hoped that did not sound as needy to him as it did to her. She was a Cambridge graduate and her parents were part of the British branch of the Hellfire Club, so naturally she was well aware of the legend of the Star Child.

Harry made his way to the lobby and he was greeted with a lovely woman. She had silky black hair that was tied up in a neat ponytail. She had a pair of story grey eyes. Her business suit covered her assets nicely but Harry could still see that she had some to offer. Her legs stretched on for miles, covered in stockings, and she had a fairly nice pair of C-Cup breasts. She watched him.

"Miss Frost," he said to her.

"Please, Har-Rell, call me Whitney," she told him as she eyed him hungrily. "It has been rough trying to get a meeting with each other. Other than that passing moment where we ran into each other."

"We've been both busy," Harry said as he offered her a cup of coffee, which she took graciously.

"One could say that, yes," Whitney said as she sipped the coffee that her lord had presented to her and smiled over the rim of the cup. "It's been a trying time for both of us, I think, and my father….well we both know whom he is."

"The nefarious Count Nefaria," Harry said to her and she smiled as she placed her hands on the desk and peered into his green eyes.

"Well, yes he is quite so, and….he's been sent up the river, which leaves me as his only living heir to get my hands on his holdings," Whitney said. Whether or not Selene arranged for the Count to take a fall, that was something that she had never quite made clear. It was an assumption that both of them shared. "And I must say that I've been looking forward to getting in bed with you."

"You don't say," Harry told her and she smiled widely at him, her beauty was emphasized with this one gesture.

"I do say," Whitney commented as she drummed her fingers wordlessly across the table, the woman carefully locking her eyes right upon Harry's. There was a moment in time where she kept her eyes focused on his and she continued to allow for a simmering gaze. "But the two of us, we can do much together."

Whitney watched Harry, stormy grey eyes locked on emerald green eyes.

"I believe that all of the females in the Church, they are willing to serve you and some of them are going to do so," Whitney said as she looked at him. "But, my father, he's one that has slipped out of trouble before…."

"Way ahead of you, I've had my lawyer, Jennifer Walters, draft an agreement, it is to protect your investments and your assets," Harry told the female and she smiled, as she crossed her legs, shifted so he could see her stocking clad legs.

"And I'm sure you can see that I have had some amazing assets," Whitney said as she slipped the documents for Harry to look at. "Merely a general overview more than anything."

The papers were in front of her and Whitney looked over them, with interest and with intrigued, she wanted to ensure that she knew what she was getting into before she put pen to paper. The dark haired woman kept looking over the documents and the grin escalated.

"Well, you are rather generous, Har-Rell," Whitney said as she scrawled the paper. "We'll discuss these matters sooner rather than later. I have a plane to catch but I'll be back in the country in two weeks. We'll hammer out some of the more intimate details then."

Whitney got up, swaying her ass as she left the office, and looked briefly over her shoulder with a smoldering gaze. She turned back as Harry got up.

"Something to remember me by, until I get back, and hopefully I haunt your wildest dreams," Whitney whispered in her ears as she pressed up against him and kissed the woman extremely hungrily. Their tongues pressed together for a short but amazing spell as Whitney pulled back and slinked out the door. "I'll be seeing more of you soon, my lord."

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed," Harry said as she offered him one more smoldering gaze, briefly licking her lips as she left.

'Well, she's asking for one when she returns,' Emma commented to them and there was a lot of agreement through the bond link.

"So Stark's actually jumping up on the Stock Market, it was having a bit of a snag….that's just how the market was, plus there was a security breach," Pepper told Harry as the green eyed wizard made his way into Wayne Industries for a meeting there. He was currently talking on the cell phone.

"Oh, the Hammer thing, wasn't it?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, that little weasel Justin Hammer stole some of Tony's armor designs and sold them, making a profit, the government was one of the beneficiaries, and it wasn't our government as well," Pepper said as she sighed. "It was sometime where the Skrull was in my place…."

"Which still wasn't your fault," Harry told Pepper and Pepper nodded her head.

"Yes, but there was so much information that fell into enemy hands, if I didn't know better, I would say that Hammer cut a deal with the Skrulls himself but I can't prove it," Pepper said to Harry. "That's another thing we should look into."

"I might have to figure out a way to disable all of the knock off copies of armor, let's hope that the buyers kept their deposits," Harry said as he made his way up the steps. "Pepper, I've got to go, dig up all of the information you can about the security breach and get it to me ASAP."

"Right," Pepper said to him as Harry said his goodbyes, slipping his way into Wayne Industries.

"Helena's in a right mood," Barbara said as she greeted Harry for a moment. "She's….more bat that woman if you catch my drift."

"I think that I might have a pretty good idea, yes," Harry agreed with the redhead and she closed her eyes as Harry steered her into a chair.

"The Joker has been moved to a hospital because he's dying, but….she thinks that there might be a chance that it's a ploy," Barbara informed Harry and the wizard watched her with a half raised eyebrow. "It's just a theory but…."

"I know," Harry told the redhead as he placed his hand on hers. "But given some of the things that the Joker did….I've only read about his exploits."

"The things that he did might be rather zany but half of the things that you read about….are even less insane than half of the things that you don't ready about regarding him," Barbara warned Harry and Harry raised an eyebrow, a smile crossing his face as he said only one thing.

"Point's well taken," Harry informed Barbara as he whispered to her. The redhead steered herself back and shook her head.

"It's just that….trying to figure this out is an adventure," Barbara informed Harry as she tilted her head back in a matter of moments. The redhead drummed her fingers up against the side table. "And Helena….she's being what she is. Our….."

"I'll see if I can go and speak with her, if that'll help," Harry said and Barbara's eyes brightened as her smile spread over her face.

"Would you Harry, oh thank you!" Barbara said in a gushing voice as she crossed her arms over her chest and she leaned her head back for a few seconds. The redheaded girl leaned forward and daringly gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"No problem, not a problem at all," Harry told her, he was rather amused by what she did, and her joy was something that was infectious to say the very least.

Harry made his way up the elevator and was about ready to reach Helena's office. The woman was waiting for him, her arms crossed and folded as she stared out the office window.

"Barbara sent you up here, didn't she?" Helena asked Harry and Harry took a few steps forward.

"And if she did….."

"There's really no reason to sugar coat it, I've become my father, I've been obsessed with him, and there's a part of me that wishes that they just pull the plug on him, but there's a couple of doctors in Arkham that want to rehabilitate him," Helena said as she said this next statement without any irony. "There used to be more….but the Joker offed them. Some are stubborn to a fault."

"We know that, better than anyone else, don't we?" Harry asked her and Helena surveyed him for the briefest of seconds.

"Yes, we do," Helena whispered to him as she saw the sun shining bright. Although it was something that was completely eerie given what was in Gotham City. The woman closed her eyes as she looked out into the city that the Waynes had lived in, for generation upon generation. She closed her fist together and there was a second where she paused.

She felt Harry's arms wrapped around her, he was the one that she let in the most. It annoyed her to some respects but pleased her with many more, he was a man that demanded a certain amount of respect and her attention.

"I'm sure that if he tries anything, you can stop him," Harry whispered to her and Helena nodded.

She did hope so there, the mission, as her father often said, was never lasting. It seemed like the Joker represented the very worst evil that Gotham City had to offer. It was people like him where the city was completely and utterly twisted, like a demented circus of terror.

"I know that you'll take any challenge, believe me I know," Harry told the dark haired woman and she nodded.

"Yes, I think I'm better now," Helena said as Harry led her off. She had neglected herself for a few days and Harry was going to ensure that she took care of her needs, all of her needs.

Perhaps the Joker was this close to expiration, so she could do with taking a few days off from being constantly vigilante. Gotham City was quiet.

A man with wild red hair felt the cool spring breeze blow around him as he made his way up the winding set of steps and kept walking forward. He kept walking with a wide grin on his face as he held a knife in his hand, but he hid it up his sleeve.

"Sorry, this area is restricted," the guard said but the man gave him a smile. A smile that he should have interpreted as a threat but he was a sad sack of oxygen who needed to be taken down a couple of pegs.

"Oh, I'm sure I have the credentials, why don't you take a closer look at that clipboard you have?" the man asked and the individual swooped down in an attempt to take a closer look. While he did so, the man grabbed a double handful of the tie that he had and pulled.

The man was strangled by his own tie in a swift move. He was gutted in the chest for good measure as he walked inside.

A man with a wide grin, although it was fixed, sat in a wheel chair, with an oxygen mask. His white face looked quite pock marked and his eyes were bloodshot. His hair was cold, limp, and lifeless, and his skin was even paler than normal. The man tried to lift his head up, coughing madly, nearly spitting up blood as he moved.

"Nurse, oh nurse, I think I need my spongebath," the man said with a cackle. He was the one and only clown prince of crime, he was the one and only Joker and he looked up to see a man with wild red hair. "Who are you?"

"My name's Cletus Kassady, I'm your biggest fan, man, and I am the one…..I'm the one who patterned my entire life and career after you," Cletus said as he looked at the Joker who raised an eyebrow.

"Cletus, Cletus….Cletus, man your parents must have really hated you when they named you," the Joker said with a weak chuckle. "And I've heard of you. I've seen all of the people that you've murdered, all of the chaos that you've left, and the blood that you shed. And I only have one thing to say with that."

Cletus paused, waiting for the words of adoration from his mentor.

"I'm not impressed," Joker said in a bored voice. "The thing is, Cletus, is that you can commit all of the horrific and violent murders that you want to and you've committed a lot of them, but you don't realize that….no matter how much you do, you lack one thing. You lack style, you lack pizzaz, it's senseless violence without a purpose. My boy, there's a certain art to crime."

"Man, it is art, I'm making the little piggies squeal," Cletus said.

"No, you're really not, you're just some slack jawed yokel who doesn't even get the joke and that joke is staring at him in the mirror, oh boy, I'd laugh but it's kind of pathetic," Joker commented as he rocked back in his chair, his rocking chair as he hummed. "Oh what the hell, I'll laugh anyway."

The Joker laughed, oh boy did he laugh, he laughed in Cletus's face and the man looked at him. He looked like his puppy had been shot right in the face.

"No, this isn't right, this isn't how I imagined this?" Cletus said as he looked at the Joker.

"Do you have the guts to do something daring, something shocking, something outside the box, or all you like carnage, carnage, carnage, carnage, carnage, with no rhyme or reason?" Joker asked, taunting the man before him and Cletus looked like he was about to have a mental breakdown. The Clown Prince of Crime had a momentary grin on his face. "So, do you have it in you, kid? Do you have it in you?"

"I fought him, Arcane and Spider-Man….and I beat them, I…."

"Kid, don't play me for a sap, you're not nearly as smart as you'd like to be," The Joker said to the man and Cletus's mouth hung halfway open, looking like he was going to catch flies. "Let's face it, kiddo, you're not half of the man that I am now or even a tenth of the man of what I once was."

Cletus looked, his entire world came crashing down right upon his ears and he had no idea what to say. He thought that everything was lost and he had no idea what to say.

"Tell me something, Cletus," Joker said and the serial killer looked at him. "Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moon light?"

With that word, Joker had removed Cletus's dagger from his hand and slammed it into his stomach. He fell down to the ground in pain as the Joker just gutted him.

"Oh boy, that was anti-climatic," The Joker said as the red symbiote rose up, sensing a more kindred spirit for its desire for violence. "Yes, yes, come to Daddy, that's it!"

Joker placed his finger on the carnage symbiote and it spread through his body. It covered him and the Joker's wide eyes got even wider, his smile got even wider, as he was cover in the blood red suit. He got up to his feet, and turned his head, seeing everyone arrive.

"Gentlemen, do you believe in miracles?"