"Maybe not" Bruce sighed pulling out his grapple and heading in the direction
of the museum.
Bruce arrived within about 5 minutes,
gliding quietly onto the museum roof. Using his Bat-claw he opened one of the roof vents and dropped in. Climbing through the vent he heard the sound of voices, he could barley make out the voice of Harley Quinn. Well Merry Christmas to me, Bruce thought, quietly pulling open the vent and landing on the the top of a whale skeleton. He looked down to see Harley and Joker's goons wandering around clearly looking for something specific.
"Keep your eyes out, the necklace is around here somewhere and Mista J wants it"Harley barked.
Necklace? They don't mean that one Doctor Fate and I stopped Deacon Blackfire from using, Bruce wondered. I thought that Fate said it was basically just expensive jewelry now after Deacon messed up the ritual. Bruce glided behind two of Joker's men quietly taking them out. Why would Joker want some stupid necklace, it had no power anymore, Bruce continued to puzzle.
Silently he took out three more of the goons as he headed towards the location of the artifact. He spotted Harley and the last henchmen standing in front of the glass case.
"Mista J says this can make em the most powerful being in the universe" Harley said gazing at the round ornate necklaces. "He said Deacon Blackfire talked about it in Arkham, that it just needed to charge up more, got the timing wrong, and would now be a God if Batman didn't fuck it all up" She continued grabbing her giant hammer and smashing the glass of the case. "Merry Christmas Mista J" Harley said slowly pulling the necklace out.
Bruce saw that the necklaces ruby like gems began to glow when Harley grabbed it. "That doesn't look good" he whispered pulling out a batarang and throwing it. It flew threw the air knocking out Jokers last goon.
"Ahhhh" Harley screamed in surprise. She glanced into the dark room to see her worst nightmare.
"Bats, I thought you would be celebrating Christmas and stuff with your stupid bat kids" she whined, looking around for a way to escape.
"Harley...but the necklace down" Bruce growled changing his voice to sound more intimidating.
"No, Mista J is so close now to becoming the God he has always been" Harley cried pulling out her gun and pointing it at Batman.
Bruce smirked, always with the guns, he thought pulling out his bat-claw. He fired it snagging Harley's arm and pulling her forward. She flew towards him, her gun hitting the floor as Bruce clothes lined her knocking her to the ground. Bruce watched the necklace slid across the ground as it fell from Harley's hand, the gems stopped glowing the further it got from her. Bruce slowly walked towards the necklace while Harley tried to catch her breath. As he approached he saw the gems begin to glow red again.
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