Futureknight universe: Harley returns

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Harley had been strolling along the beach, a couple of days after she had been proposed to by Jack Sparrow. Lost in her own thoughts, she had been wondering if Dick would of approved of the new man in her life. She had also been thinking of the wedding gift she had left for her future husband in a safe deposit account at Gotham Bank. A part of her wished so hard that she could get that gift to give to Jack Sparrow, that same part of her had also wished she could talk to Dick about the new development.

Suddenly she noticed a chill in the air, and looking around she realized she was no longer at the Boardwalk. Harley recognized where she was standing, she had been here before with Deona and Kurt, it was the future reality of Gotham City. She was not quite sure how she ended up here, but she knew that she should take advantage of the situation given to her.

Unfortunately she was quite lost. Last time she had been at the graveyard, and now she was somewhere in the city. The city had grown over the years, and she was not sure how to get to Gotham Bank, or to the Graveyard. Harley sighed to herself, and looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of a familiar landmark.

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Brenda shook her head, those icey eyes on the blond woman in a familiar, alibet much friendlier, closed expression. "Thank you, but no."

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Harley shurgs, "Your choice, but I did use to be a pyschologist. And I just want to help. Do something to help."

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"I know," said Brenda softly with a slight smile that almost reached her eyes.

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"and I believe that you can beat them," Harley smiled softly

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Brenda nodded and turned her attention to the nearly denuded tea tray.

Clark gave Harley a rueful look, one that seemed to say, 'Dude! She's Bruce. Good luck getting her to talk about anything.'

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Harley shrugged, she always thought that Bruce Wayne should of opened up to others in her world, and she was not going to give up on Brenda. Not sure what else to do at the moment, Harley stares out to the City of Gotham again.

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The door opens again, even though there had been no sound of the elevator. A tall man enters, his lean body clothed in a black T-shirt, jeans, and metal-shod biker boots. He was pale, his milk white skin contrasting sharply with his blue black hair and bright blue eyes. Slightly pointed ears peeked out from under his hair. There was an air of muted mayhem around him, though right now his handsome face was creased in concern.

"Uncle Narmo." Clark jumped to his feet and went to hug him. "She's in the spare room." Then he paused and looked at Harley. "Oh. Harley, this is my mom's younger brother, Narmo. Uncle Narmo, this is Harley Quinn."

"The time stream fart again?" Narmo quirked an eyebrow.

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Harley can not help but wonder why the man seems so familiar to her, but then shook her head at his question. "I am not from this dimension, I am from another one."

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"Same #$%&@, different pile." He grinned, showing pointed teeth. "Still means an extra body kickin' 'round."

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"Do not know how much help I can be, as my offered assistance has been rejected twice now. And you know the rule, three times and Harley-girl just does not care anymore." Harley smirked.