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Legacy and Anarchy.

The music was booming, the bar was packed and all eyes were on the dancers.

Almost all eyes.

There was tension in the air, several eyes glancing towards the door. Blue, brown, green. All of them watching cautiously, waiting for someone who was long overdue, someone who should walk in at any minute or else.

Harley stood at the edge of the VIP section, her eyes glued to that door, her normal brilliant smile not even present tonight. All that was there, a frown and a subtle biting of her lip.

Joker was lounging on the couch, pretending that he wasn't doing the exact same thing, pretending to be listening to the young gangster who was trying to pitch his deal.

It wasn't that fascinating a deal, he'd made several better ones this week and had no need to even give the boy the time but the meeting hadn't been for his ears. They were meant for someone else, someone who was late, someone who was very late.

Johnny came around to stand by Harley, also glancing towards the door, he was getting too old for this, yet he held the same concern for that door.

"No calls?" He asks her, she shakes her head. Her blue eyes stormy, she should be out there dancing, she still looks so young for her age, the chemical rebirth she and his boss took doing more than just bleaching their skin but she can't focus, it doesn't mater who sees. All she cares about is that door and the phone in her hands.

"Should I get some of the boys to go look?" He asks quietly, knowing better than to ask the Joker.

She shakes her head, hiding the mournful look she wants to give.

"Puddin's right, they need to learn."

She glances over at the joker, biting her lip, they share a silent look.

Where are they?

I don't know.

I want to go look for them.

I want to as well but we'll wait a little longer, they're growing up, they need to learn for themselves.

But what if...

"Boss." Johnny calls and breaks the silent conversation. He's looking at the doors.

Joker gets up, ignoring the young man who looks vexed that he's been ignored.

Someone's come in, a small group of them. Young, the oldest looks twenty, the youngest, sixteen.

In the lead is a tall young nineteen year old. He's lean but muscular, his face is long and full of angles, his skin is fair but not as white as the joker's. Blue eyes, almost green are glaring at the crowd but the smile on his face tells everyone that he's utterly pleased.

His hair is dark, near black but it's streaked with dark purple. He's wearing a matching purple silk shirt with an expensive tailored jacket.

Beside him walks a young teenage girl, the sixteen year old. She's shorter, lithe, her long blonde hair turns a dark blue and green towards the tips and sways behind her as she walks. She has the same eyes as the man's, though her face is very different, as is her smile. It mirrors someone else.

She's beautiful and he's good looking, they are the best of their parents, brother and sister, finally, finally they're home.

The young gangster comes to stand by the Joker and makes a very approving sound when he sees the young woman.

"Mm, would you look at that little honey, didn't know you let girls that young in here."

The people in the room are all glaring at him, his own guards oblivious to the danger but everyone else, they don't feel any need to tell him to shut his mouth.

Harley grins, now relieved to see them safe and sound. She saw the spark in her puddin's eyes when the boy made the mistake of opening his trap. He'll pay for it but she knows the deal, let him dig his own grave first.

"You think?" Joker comments, staring down at the girl, she's wearing a dark blue dress, it's short but Harley wears far worse, instead of straps it has gold link chains holding it up, a sapphire necklace around her neck, setting off her eyes. She looks taller than she really is, her heels giving the illusion of height.

"Oh yeah, look at those legs, I bet she's a great little dancer." He hasn't noticed the way the joker's eyes have clouded, or the fact half the Joker's men have reached for their guns. He's oblivious, transfixed on the girl he should never have looked at.

She is an incredible dancer but Joker doesn't mention that.

The boy hasn't noticed the tension in the booth, how multiple men are glaring death at him, how Harley looks ready to murder him. Even Johnny looks disgusted at the insulting way he stares at her.

Amazing how one girl can invoke such rage in a group of people, especially when she's across the club, still unaware of the unwanted attention.

Then she looks up, noticing that she's being watched. She moves subtly to her brother and taps him on the shoulder. "We're late."

"I know." he sighs looking at one of his men. "Get the stuff upstairs, I've got business to take care of."

"Sure thing boss." The lead man nods and they're left alone near the edge of the crowd.

"You wanna tell them or should I?" He asks his sister, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Nothing to tell." she shrugs and starts walking in the direction of the stairs.

"He kissed you." He declares as they make their way to the meeting. "Actually, I think you kissed him."

"And then I threw him off the roof." She glances back up and notices the young man staring at her, practically undressing her with his eyes.

He must not know who she is.

"Wow, he looks ready to eat you." Her companion mutters and she hears the hint of delight in his voice. "Dad must be ready to just kill him."

"I share the sentiment." She mumbles under her breath, climbing up to the VIP section. "You leave that one to me."

"Who's older here Eve?"

"In age, you are JJ but in intelligence and cunning, oh I'm old by that standard."

JJ grinned at his baby sister, she'd impressed him tonight. They so rarely got to perform on their own, she'd done so well. She'd thrown the heroes off their game, they hadn't known what to do with her and that just left openings for him to play.

He debated the risk of telling their father that the bats little protege had kissed her, that he'd dared to touch her. He might leave that to her though, she'd provoked the moment after all, why, he had no clue but Eve had a habit of thinking like their dad did.

Who knew what she was planning to do with him.

He grinned, whatever it was, he was sure their parents would either love it or blow up the place.

When they reached the top, they were attacked by Harley, who caught them both in her arms and pulled them in tightly.

"Oh, my babies." she exclaimed breathlessly. For just a second, she might have sounded like a normal teenagers mom.

JJ wrapped his arm around his mother and sister, silently reassuring her that they were fine. She didn't need to know what happened, how close it had come to the back of a police car.

"We're fine mom." Eve told her, gently nuzzling into her hair.

"Puddin pop, your eye." Harley whispered, the edges of a bruise behind his sunglasses.

"It's nothing, we're okay." He soothed with a smile that mirrored hers.

"We had a little run in, that's all." Eve explained, being careful not to reveal the bruise on her wrist, hidden by her bracelet, if she moved it too much though, the color and swelling would become obvious.

"So, we should head in, I'm late for my meeting." JJ said, quickly changing the subject.

He led the two women to his father's personal area and acted like nothing was wrong, he sauntered in, casually taking off his jacket and throwing it over the edge of the sofa, sitting down and glancing at one of his father's men. "Get me a drink."

"Your late." the dark haired guest said, looking disgruntled but still staring at Eve, who was walking in behind Harley. "But I think I can over look that."

"You'll have to excuse my, tardy arrival. Something, unexpected came up."

He grinned, glancing at his father who instantly noticed the bruise and understood.

Eve moved around the guards and came right up to the joker, her own smile on her face, a knowing glint in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around the king of Gotham and declared. "Hi daddy."

Joker allowed the embrace, acting as if it meant nothing to him but Eve knew her father too well, she felt it in the way he leaned into her embrace. It was subtle but he was relieved to have her home.

She moved away and came to sit in her own personal chair, right across from the young man, she made a big show of sitting with her legs tucked under her, her heels resting on the arm of the chair. Her hair trailing over the other side.

If you didn't know her, you'd think she was flirting, those that did, knew better.

The tension in the room hadn't lifted, in fact, it had grown now that the prince and princess of Gotham city were in the room. Whatever deal this young man thought he was going to get, coming to the royalty of crime, he was about to learn the price of disrespect.

Most father's were protective of their children, so were most mothers. The Joker and Harley, well, they were incredibly protective of their offspring.

JJ, who was the spitting image of his father, a look into the looking glass of what the clown might have looked like before his change and though he shared the same malice mind, he was more like his mother. Had her fearless nature, her wit, her intellect.

Eve was the opposing side of that coin, looked like her mother but had the will of her father inside of her, his raw cunning and unbreakable nature.

And after everything, there was no way the Joker was going to allow some upstart to just disrespect his children, or to leer so lustfully at his sixteen year old daughter.

JJ played his part well, he kept his cool, which was a miracle considering his legendary temper but Eve noticed the twitches of his hand, aching to go for his gun but JJ, would allow her to defend her own honor.

She better do it quickly though, they weren't looking very patient.

Not that she minded her father and brother's protectiveness but well, they couldn't have all the fun.

When her victim glanced in her direction, she gave him her best smile. A more feminine version of her father's menacing grin and on her it looked so stunning, if you missed the darkness in those eyes.

She flipped her hair, leaned forward and utterly captivated the man's attention to the point that even his guards start looking nervous.

Something was wrong, the clown looked, calm, his queen was grinning and the prince was, smirking.

"I'm sorry, I'm being such a terrible hostess." Eve said, getting up from her chair, giving a glance to her father before turning her attention back to their guest.

"Oh, have you now?" He asked, taking another stolen look of her.

"Yes, would you like something to drink?"

"That, would be wonderful." He purred approvingly.

Probably thinking that she was a good submissive mobs daughter, he was about to find out what a mistake it was.

Eve moved around them, walking by her mother, sharing a smile, placing a reassuring hand on Joker's shoulder, revealing her bruise to him, something else to discuss later. She made her way to the bar.

JJ watched her go and then looked back to his guest.

"So my father hasn't explained much about what you want to do, considering I was late, I missed the ins and outs. So please, give me a run down. Since I'll be the one arranging everything."

He even managed to sound genuine when he said it.

The perks of studying law, you learned how to bluff quite easily.

JJ let him talk, not paying any attention to the plan, it was pointless and would easily get them all arrested. JJ had managed to stay out of jail, not counting juvenile and he wasn't interested in spending much time in Blackgate.

Eve came back, carrying a tray of drinks. Putting the grape soda in front of her father, placing a drink in her brother's hands and then walking over to sit at the arm of the gangster, handing him the drink with the sweetest of smiles.

The guy was young, he hadn't learned from life experience yet, he was reckless in the wrong ways and maybe if he'd had some brains, Eve might have let him live but he couldn't keep his eyes off her legs.

He was one of the younger generation of their society, criminals who looked down o n her father as the old way, he showed no respect and so, no respect would be given.

No one even saw the knife until it was in his throat.

Her hand moving swiftly, effortlessly as she twisted it into him, both severing his life and silencing the potential scream.

JJ rose from his spot, producing his gun and in three shots, dropped the guards.

Eve sighed, shaking her head. "Poor boy, never had a chance."

She patted him sympathetically. She even produced a sad look, like she actually felt sorry for him as he died.

"It's okay honey bun."

She glanced up at her mother grinning, she rose, leaving her knife where it was and ran over to her, sitting next to her and letting her mother pet her hair, enjoying the affection.

Johnny motioned for the boys to clean up the mess, luckily for them. The Joker's children made less bloody messes at the club, they left those for outside.

Joker laughed, the sound echoing over the music. Taking a drink from the glass Eve had brought him.

He smiled, showing off his teeth, earning a shrug from JJ who sat back down, taking off his glasses, showing how bad the bruise was.

Now that the unimportant things were handled, Joker wanted answers.

"Explain." Joker ordered to both his children.

"Ah, nothing big dad, just having some fun with the heroes."

"They play so well." Eve laughed, cuddling up to her mother's shoulder.

"How'd you get that bruise Eve?" Joker asked, the smile fading into a glare.

Waving her father's obvious concern off, she grinned. "A necessary sacrifice for the punch line."

"And what was the punch line honey bun?" Harley asked, brushing her baby's hair back off her face. It was striking how much they looked alike, almost eerie to see Harley dote on her, while Eve ate the attention up.

Eve grinned, reminding Harley so much of her puddin, when he had something schemed.

"Oh, but mommy, if I told you that then you'd know the joke and well, I'm not ready for that yet."

JJ laughed hard, shaking his head and earning himself a glare from his sister.

"Oh, I have to tell them now."

"Hush your mouth." she warned. "Puddin pop."

JJ grinned at his mother's nickname for him, he held up his tattooed hands where letters were easily seen on his fingers. He held them up to the side, showing the words Bite me.

"The bats little bird kissed her."

Eve shot him daggers, obviously angered that he'd spilled her little secret. She should have known better than to think he wouldn't end up telling his father.

Joker rose from his throne and walked right up to his daughter, grabbing her good wrist and pulling her up onto her feet.

"What?" He snarled.

Eve shrugged. "It was nothing."

He caught her chin and lifted her to look at him, her blue staring into his gray.

The message was clear, explain, now.

Eve sighed, agitated at the attention. She was going to have to get JJ later for this.

"We were fighting, I had an idea." she shrugged as casually as possible, trying to ignore the power her father had around him. "I pretended to, fall."

Joker said nothing.

"He caught my wrist, hence the bruise, he pulled me up and well... I gave him a little kiss before I shoved him off the roof."

JJ laughed, remembering the look on the hero's face when she leaned in and kissed him. How utterly surprised he was, the Joker's daughter, the princess of crime giving him a kiss and it hadn't been a little kiss either. That made no sense of course but her throwing him off the building right after, well, that was more like it.

Eve watched as the cogs worked in her father's head, they thought enough alike that he'd easily see her plan, her desire and the inevitable joke behind her actions.

His scowl became a grin, then he started to laugh, letting her go only to grab her cheeks with both hands, kissing her on the forehead with a malicious smirk.

"That's my girl." he praises, understanding the spontaneous idea that had obviously popped into her head. Eve beamed at his praise, he rarely showed any affection or approval in public.

JJ relaxed in his chair, watching his father and sister, he's not jealous, he has no reason to be. He's the heir to the throne and he has a head start on Eve, she's only just starting, Joker's kept her out of it, he's kept her hidden, JJ has too.

After everything, well, there was a reason they all felt so strongly about her protection, even if she didn't feel that she needed it.

JJ glances over at Harley, who's smiling, genuinely smiling, approving of her Joker's open affection towards Eve.

She's had it harder, JJ had more time with them, JJ never questioned his father's love for him, Eve, thought too much like him and did.

Eve of destruction, named by their father himself.

The bat better be careful, they all should be in their beds, worried at the mention of their names. JJ knows the legacy they have to uphold, he knows the inheritance he owns and he intends to do his father proud.

With Eve, there isn't anything the heroes can do, it's their turn to roam the streets of Gotham.

It's their turn to spark the flames of chaos and Eve just lit the first match.

They better be ready, ready or not, here they come.

A/N So, this story is possibly a one shot, maybe not. Not sure yet. I'll let you guys decide, if it does turn into a chapter story, it's gonna start at the beginning. This is mostly a Joker and Harley fic, JJ and Eve are in it but it focuses less on them, more on the parents. It's an AU to my stories Chaos and Monsters and Performers. Where Harley doesn't miscarry the baby, hence, we have Jason James. Aka, Joker Jr. I know in the comics the daughter Harley has is named Lucy but... see Joker doesn't know that Lucy exists in that comic line. He's dead and Harley didn't even tell him she was pregnant. So, I thought, if Harley names JJ, what would Joker call his daughter and well Eve came to mind.

Hope you guys like it, this is a tide over while I work on the other two stories. I got a surprise for those who read Chaos so keep your eyes out for that. Let me know what you think of this, I'd love your thoughts and as always. Please feed the starving writer, I take followers, favs and reviews.

Catch ya later everyone, enjoy the new ride!