USA.

TODAY_UNKOWN LOCATION

9:56PM

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Underneath the rain, were black cars that swiveled, splashing the rain water that had come to pool on the asphalt, while they, tore through the dark.

The sky grumbled,with a momentary flash of lightning across its sheets of cloud, that had become a dull color of obsidian blue

Meanwhile, inside the walls of one of the cars, were the same thick grey metals, as the dwellings of this region, and instead of doors, there was a thick barred opening, adorn with heavy metal bars at the back of the vehicle, and at one side of the wall, was also, a barred tiny window.

The vehicle, however, swiveled roughly, tires, screeching at this narrowed impact, whilst smoking.

The captives inside of the vehicle and at the back, mumbled something about how roughly the driver had driven, for at that time, they were thrown out of balance on their seats.

Their hands, handcuffed, including their legs,Incase they tried to move.

Again, there was a snap flash of lightning that had lit the side view of one of them contained in the car.

Harley Quinn.

Caked up in clown makeup,where her lips wore a vivid red paint that etched, to the sides of her cheeks each.

Above and below her eyes, was grey eyeshadow, with a touch of pink around her eyebags that made her look not less than intimidating. To top it all, cheekbones, were caked with grey blush each, and her thick brows, dyed luminous color green, that matched with her hair.

Then on her forehead, was a tattoo imprinted with ' damaged ' on it..

The car continued to drive, and until it rode past a junction, the individuals whom the drivers had missed to catch in the dark, revved the engines of their bikes. Headlights, coming on, and they then, follow.. Each, wearing protective helmets and matching leather outfits.

They were of fifteen in number, that trailed behind the car in which Harley, was in, and soon, they split, where some disappeared at the sides of the vehicle, leaving only very few behind that continued to ride under the rain.

From above, one of them dropped, and the driver, on hearing the sudden thump, thump , sound, looks at his rare view. 

" Fuck." he swears on seeing that he's being followed. Soon at the time of him, being distracted with the intruders behind him, shattered glass then rains down upon him, with one of them to break in through the front. The windshield.

Now, with the driver, fighting with the person, buys, the riders time to bust, Harley out.

A few others drop from above, with one, to hang onto the bars of the car, that snaked on the asphalt, at the back, so that he could unlock the padlock.

Now, in the front seat, the driver shoves, the intruder to the other side of the seat, and tries for a reach out to his gun, which he then points at the black clothed guy.

The intruder, however,yanks off the rope at the side of his pants to hold, which at the moment confuses the driver, who then, smirks.

" What you gonna do? Tie me?" he asked.

" Probably," came the feminine voice from the person which had trilled the man, to try to pull the trigger, only to shoot the ceiling trice instead, because the lady had moved his hand in a quick excellent motion that his eyes were slow to dictate.

She then, slams his hand against the headrest where the gun drops out of his hand, and then, she twists it to hear him shriek at the pain..

His other hand then, comes out to hit her, which she obstructed and tied with one end of the rope.

A few minutes of them fighting, the lady, had sure made a great rope work on the man, where he looked nothing less compered to a mommy. Well, except for the ropes that bound him.

" Probably." she tells him, and then, kicks him with both her legs which had sent him flying out of the door that broke open at the impact, to fall on the road.

Whatever that happened next, it's best you don't know.

Now, the lady, invaded the driver's seat, not knowing what else to do.

" Grab the wheel, Gwen!" came the voice from the airpods in her ears.

Gwen retorted," Stop yelling at me, you know that I don't know how to drive!"

From behind, police sirens blared.

Neon lights of red and blue, flickering with close approach.

" Gwen!"

Gwen quickly grabbed the wheel, and made a rough skid of 360 on wet asphalt, where the car, went foggy with white smokes from the tiers. She continues to sway-drive.

 Dude behind the bars, tryin to unlock he pad, clung onto it and with his hand, shaky, he slit the key in his hand into the lock.

Gwen, who watched at the success, from the rare view smiled which didn't last long. 

Bullet penetrated from the back of his neck, which had thrown him off guard, and so, his grip onto the bars, loosened, to where he plumbed onto the ground.