One Shot, One Kill Part 1
X is called to be a bodyguard for Bruce Wayne during a Waynetech charity ball.

X: Barry can do it!

Fate: No.

X: Diana!

Fate: No.

X: Why not Dick!? He is in Gotham anyway!

Fate: (sigh) No. You are going to the charity, that is a order.

X: (velociraptor scream)

Fate: Making the mating calls of dinosaurs will not help, now go get dressed, I had a tuxedo brought by Roman.

X: Fine! But I'm getting wasted!

Fate: I wouldn't advise it.

You charged off to your room.

You were volunteered by Fate to be Bruce's bodyguard during a charity ball orchestrated by Waynetech.

Without your consent.

You had a hatred for crowds, you never felt like you could breathe in them, and you were adamant about not going.

But, as previously mentioned, you were ordered by Fate to go.

You angrily walked into your room, and hastily put the tuxedo on.

Still in a rage, you boarded the ship that would take you to your limo.

Timeskip, Gotham City Docks
You sat in the limo, downing a bottle of wine as you waited for Bruce.

X: For one of earth's smartest people, he has no sense of punctuality.

Your communicator activated.

Rox: Did Fate not tell you? You're not riding with Bruce, you're part of the security team that arrives before him.

X: So who am I riding with!?

You heard a knock on the limo window, which you rolled down.

And who you saw....

Harley: Miss me babe?

X: Harley!? What are you doing here!?

Harley jumped into the limo, which began to drive off.

Harley: Well, long story short, me and Floyd got caught before we could leave the states. So while I was in jail, they told me that if I did this bodyguard job, I would get a reduced sentence.

X: I thought you said you were given a life sentence?

Harley: Yeah, but I get a coffee machine too.

X: Seems fair, I guess.

Harley: And when I heard that you were going to be my partner, I lost it! I was so excited to see you again! So what have you been up to?

X: Well....

During the ride to the ball, I told Harley my entire story.

Harley: Wow, so your like a prince.

X: In a way, but I have to beat Noximous to get it back and....

Harley: And what?

X: I don't know if I can.

Harley gave you a warm hug.

Harley: Listen X, you have a lot more in you than you think. I know it too. You broke out of Belle Reve, beat Waller's bounty hunters, outsmarted Luthor, and resisted Ivy. I....

Harley paused for a moment.

Harley: I believe in you (Y/N).

You felt a single tear roll down your cheek.

X: No one has ever said that to me....

Harley held you tighter.

The limo came to a stop, and Harley released you from her hold.

Harley: Show time.

X: Yeah.

You exited the limo, and saw that you were brought to the back loading area of the ball.

X: No red carpet?

Harley: Not for us grunts.

Harley picked at the chocked on her neck.

X: Too tight?

Harley: Yeah, this stupid bomb collar is way to tight.

X: Bomb collar!?

Harley: Yep, keeps me and the other guy on this mission in line.

X: Other guy?

Harley: Someone else from prison.

X: Oh.

Harley: Anyway, Brucie is waiting for us backstage, let's go.

X: Got it.

You wrapped your arm around Harley's, like a true gentleman, and walked her into the building.

You soon met the man of the hour backstage.

Bruce: Mr. (L/N) and Mrs. Quinzel, pleasant to meet you both.

Harley: Hiya!

X: Mr. Wayne....

A hint of anger left your voice.

X: Harley, why don't you check the perimeter?

Harley: Good idea.

Harley left, your eyes glued on her buns.

Bruce: She seems to like you.

X: You're a complete asshole.

Bruce: Thought you would react like this. I thought you liked Harley?

X: I do! A lot actually! It just would have been nice to know in advance so that I could at lest put on cologne!

Bruce thought for a moment.

Bruce: You have feelings for her don't you?

You're face became flushed.

X: Well....I guess.

Bruce: Just be careful around her, she is good at heart, but she is also unstable.

X: I can handle her.

Bruce: Whatever you say.

You noticed a heavy set man approach the two of you.

Bruce: Here comes the other guy.

X: Other guy? The other prisoner?

The man came into view.

Toyman: Good evening gentlemen.

X: Who dresses like that?