a fan retelling of Harley quin (wrote this years ago for a twitter oc )

Harley Quinn

@ to be made later

Harley Quinn, was born Harleen Francis Quinzel, And according to many sources she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, her parents were so proud at the age of nine when she did her first dissection on a piece of roadkill she had found...they were even more proud when she graduated high school early at the age of 15 and begin her getting her degree in psychology... There's not much mention of her parents after that due to the fact they died in a mysterious car accident 8 years later, when she graduated from college. As we all know Harley and the Joker story I will not bore you with the details of that whole mess and conundrum... What I will tell you is that she finally got out, she finally escaped and made her way to a little town called New Orleans, Louisiana... She didn't know a lot about supernatural creatures or even vampires and werewolves, she thought those were stories played out in the pages of a book... And then she met the originals... Well more like... Witness the vampire ripping out somebody's heart... New Orleans became her new home when she found out that her old building in Gotham, had been once again mysteriously, burned to the ground... You're probably wondering how she became a vampire, an immortal harlequin with a blood-lust that would rival the Countess Bathory. Well... Harleen had stumbled upon one of those many parties that the originals like to throw for their newborn vampires or their night Walkers as it's put, and well she was compelled, Feed upon, healed by the blood of a vampire... but her alcohol level was a little bit too high she ended up dying of alcohol poisoning, in her hotel room… well-being fed on by vampires didn’t help either. She woke up in a body bag in the back of, what looked like a van used for a coroner's office. A daywalker opened up the back of the van and unzips the body bag when he heard her scream. "Welcome to the undead sweetcheeks" a smirk plastered upon the day-walkers stupid, smug face. Feeding upon the first human she could find which was at the party that night Harley completed her transition. Harley was entering a whole new world….Of the supernatural. 

Over the next few years, she had fallen for the hybrid, she hadn't seen it coming…it just happened….but…in time…. His feelings for her faded… he had even gone as far to send his brother Kol to break up with her…

Heartbroken once again, Harleen, moved out of the compound and into an apartment overlooking Bourbon Street....a few things she hadn't told the man she had thought she had loved, because she thought she would be looked at differently was the fact that she wasn't fully human in the first place, even before she was turned. During her time under the control of the Joker... Harley had been injured many many times... She had lost her right leg below the knee when the Joker had pushed her out a window... It had still been closed … the broken glass cut off the blood supply below her knee so the doctors had amputated it and replace it... She had lost her left arm when a stray Bat-rang had impaled itself into her shoulder,... And she lost her left eye when the Joker was just having one of his fits... The doctors at Arkham Asylum, where she was resident for a very, very long time, had given her temporary ones ...but during her time in Suicide Squad, most of her fake limbs had become bionic, thanks to that program…during her transition and because of the healing power of vampires her skin had grown over the bionic limbs, so they looked more realistic than the usual ones, Her bionic eye, however, was the coolest of all of them, it could receive video Transmissions from the squad and she could search the web with just a thought. A few people had nicknamed her cyber Quinn, due to all this technology that was in her little body, she laughed when Deadshot still called her that.... she completely cleared out her office in the compound‏, moving what she could into the apartments down the way, she did so under the cover of night making sure that the Mikaelson's were nowhere to be seen. She couldn't believe she had let a man treat her like that again, she wouldn't let this broken heart get to her… she would have her time to cry it out and do what every girl does... Stuff her face with a pint of ice cream and watch sappy movies on Netflix or Hulu (your preference), then she would reign it in and continue her work as a therapist for the supernatural world of New Orleans and Beyond. 

 It had been about six months since her breakup with the original, she had tried to stay in New Orleans as long as she could, but even as a vampire it was getting harder and harder, to Hunt....to even walk the streets without being reminded of the hybrid she once loved.

Little by little, over the past few months, she had been packing things into boxes... It was time to move back home... Back to Gotham City.

Harley did not feel welcome in this mystical little town anymore, she would get stairs from other vampires as she walks the streets, the only people who showed her kindness was the witches and that's because they hated The Originals as much as she hated them right now.

Even her therapy teachings hadn't prepared her for this big of a heartbreak.

as the night fell on her last night in New Orleans, Harley looked around the now empty walls of her studio apartment, she pulled the tape across the lid of the last box, the movers were coming in the morning, so she would spend her last night in New Orleans...her last night on Bourbon Street...

Home packing...

Harley had kept a few things out, a change of clothes for the morning and her keys. Sitting in the breakfast nook in her kitchen, harleen watched the sunrise over the sleepy streets of New Orleans...she slipped on her daylight ring, compelled the movers to be quick about gathering up her things... locking her apartment door for the last time, Harley slipped downstairs, got her car and guided the moving truck back to Gotham City.

Watching the skyline of Gotham City appeared in the distance a flutter of memories returned to her... Most of them faded due to her ...back then she was human, she was returning to Gotham a changed woman, an unaging woman ...a vampire.

Due to her old building being burned down by a certain hybrid during her time in New Orleans, Harley found an adequate Apartment near downtown Gotham City. it was strange walking on to place near where she had grown up her whole life, a new and improved supernatural creature...

Compelling the movers ,that helped her there, to unpack and set up things the way she wanted them, and then disposing of them aka drain them, for she knew they would not be missed from New Orleans...well all except one ...whom she sent back to New Orleans with a message that she would not be returning, thanking the originals for their time and offering him up a sufficient sacrifice for her now being gone.

Hanging the trinkets she had gotten from the witches and warlocks of New Orleans around her apartment, those for protection and understanding, of hope and love, and a few warding candles here and there...

In the morning, she would make her way to the local newspaper to place an ad, opening her  Psychiatric Services to those lost souls of Gotham City.

Harleen quinzel Ph.D. was back.

And 

Harley Quinn...had returned to Gotham city...

and she was sane....ish