Batman: Brutality.

Gotham has woken up to a new day,alot of blood has been split,much destruction wrought,many "heros" and villians gambled with their lives and lost.

The clown prince of crime himself-the Joker was finally brought to pay for his insane reign of terror by gothams dark knight,who in the process of delivering justice became lost in his own struggle,his identity revealed and his body broken,he seemed hopeless,but you can't keep a good rodent down. . . .

HAHAHAHAHAHA

Now the battle lines are being drawn,the new criminal fraternity facing off against a reeling police force and the shattered vigilantes of gotham.

It's a whole new party and I looooooove a good party.

Everyones expecting a war,but theres on thing they did't count on.....


ME!!!

This is the sequel to my other batman fan fic-Batman: DARK JOKER (http://www.matrixmania.com/showthread.php?p=204446#post204446)
I hope you enjoy and I look forward to all your comments. :D
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A scrawny,skinny,skeleton of a man, was sitting at the head of the table,wrapped in the shadows,his face and most of his body were shrouded from view.

He was surrounded by the newest crimelords of gotham, the criminal elite.

"So it seems this...batwoman has been causing all of us considerable grief and we can't have grief can we?" He paused briefly and continued,croaking every syllable. "So ladies and gentlemen, I propose an alliance, we pool our resources to eliminate this threat to our position" He finished, slumping back into is chair, his chest heaving.

A tall blond woman, with piercing blue eyes shot to her feet.

"Look mr...."

"Blister" he filled in.

"Mr blister?" she snorted "what kind of names that?"

"A fitting one" He replied simply.

"whatever, I don't know who you think you are, but this is our city! OUR city you little shit and noone will muscle us out of it" she shrieked.

Mr blister sighed theatrically and got up.

"Always the hard way" He grumbled to himself as he unwrapped greying bandages from his hands to reveal two blood red hands, the flesh had been completely searred off.

He threw himself across the table towards her, slamming into her, they both crashed to the floor, he sat down on top of her and placed his palms flat on her face and sqeezed.

She lay still for a second and the room went slient.

Then a low hissing could be heard, smoke began to pour out from underneath blisters hands, the woman began to spasm madly, she screamed as her flesh bubbled and melted from her face under blister's blistering touch.

"Have you had enough?" He asked grimly.

"yes. . .yes. .please. . . .no more" she rasped, her voice now weak and broken.

Blister rose to his feet and wrapped his hands once again in bandages, his whole body now visable, he was wearing a long black trench coat and thick leather trousers, he had a wide rimmed hat that hid his face in darkness, but it was clear to see his entire body was covered in thick bandages.

"Does anyone still doubt my power?" He whispered just loud enough for the other crime lords to hear.

There was no response, the other crime lords were still too shocked by what that had just seen to think, let alone reply.

"Good" He grunted as he ushered to his men and left.
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The door of gotham central hospital swung open as a gaunt and ragged individual came sprinting out, his face was heavily scared and twisted he looked up into the night and laughed, then he ran off into the night and vanished.
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Bruce paced the plane back and forth while watching recent news reports from gotham, he would be landing there in a view hours, but it seemed in his absence, the situation had quickly worsened, he was amazed that was even possible.

"Alfred, the manors been rebuilt now hasn't it?" Bruce asked alfred who was sitting down watching his employer and friend intently.

"Yes sir, and the new security features have been added" He replied in that strange metallic voice he now spoke in, Bruce could't quite get used to it.

"Good, I don't want a repeat of what happened" Bruce sighed "I've got a lot of work to do".

Gloria was walking down a dark alley, wheeling her shopping cart along looking for anything valuable, it was raining hard and the cold bit deep into her, times like this she really wished she had a home to go to.

She and her mum had fallen out years ago when she was 14, it had been 4 years since then, 4 years since she had ran away from home,4 years on the cold,hard and lonely streets of gotham struggling to survive.

She heard a loud thump, as if someone had collapsed, she turned around to see an extremely pale and ragged man lying in a puddle on the floor, he seemed unconsicous.

"Oh you poor guy" she gasped she bent down and pulled his face out of the puddle and onto her lap, the first thing she noticed was how pale he was, his skin was almost pure white and then the scars....his mouth was large and twisted, twisted into some kind of sick grin.

His eyes fluttered open.

"Oh, are you okay mister?" Gloria asked.

He looked deep into her eyes, her deep brown eyes and for a second he seemed to drown in them, looking past them deeper and deeper into her very mind, her very soul.

"No. . everything's. . . . perfectly. . . .fine" He whispered.

"Jeez, it doesn't look like it, wait there, I've got some clothes that look like they'll fit you in my cart, you really should't be wandering around in this weather dressed like you just came out of hospital" she got up and walked to her cart and returned a few mintutes later with some clothes.

Gloria eyed him for a few seconds.

"I'll have to dress you and then take you to the shelter, you really don't look good" she explained to him, his did't seem to noticed a word she said, his eyes never left her face.

As she moved to dress him he sprang to his feet and grabbed her neck, her eyes widen in fear.

"You really don't look good, don't worry though, daddy's got just what you need" He laughed, long and loud, that laugh filled Gloria with dread.

"Who are you?" she asked fearfully.

"Me? I'm the villain, the eternal actor, the clown, you may call me. . . .Joker"

Joker then proceeded to strip her, first her filthy coat, then her big,oversized boots, then he ripped her shirt from her torso and dragged her trousers off, leaving her naked apart from her underwear.

Joker looked her up and down and shook his head.

"I'm sorry my dear, you're not quite ready" he said with mock regret "we're going to have to operate" His grin got even bigger,displaying his sharp,mismatched and broken teeth. "but don't worry, I have the best tools available to man right here. . . . .Now where did I put that thing. . . " He turned and began to search the alley frantically

"Hurray!" he ran back to her, waving a broken beer bottle in his hand "No worries my dear, I found my tool" He laughed again.

"Please don't,Please" She begged desperately as he tore her bra from her chest.

"Time to operate" He said grimly as he closed in menacingly.
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Blister and Bane were sitting in a large and extravagantly decorated library, they seemed to be in deep conversation.

"Well Bane, I colud sit here discussing battle tactics and combat history for hours but I'm afraid business must intrude, let us talk about our criminal friends" Blister said.

"You mean, the crime families?" Bane asked slowly.

"Yes, they need to be taken care of"

Bane took a sip from the wine glass he was holding "Good year" He commented "Taken care of? in what sense exactly?"

"I want them gone, their factories,their families, every last trace eliminated"

"Should't be a problem, I'll get right on it, you already know what I expect in return"

"Yes, your venom will be delivered, usual amount" he leaned across the table "Pleasure as always Bane" Blister said as he offered his hand.

Bane took it and shook "I'll be back later my friend" He got up and left.

Blister lay back in his chair, it was clear he was smiling, even under the bandages, taking grim satisfaction as he watched his plan all fall into place.

"Don't look so pleased, we're not finished yet" A deep voice said from the shadows.

Blister span round and upon seeing the dark intruder, bowed.

"The plan is working perfectly rasputin"

"Not quite Blister, He has returned"

Blisters head shot up.

"He? you mean. . . . .the batman?"

"Yes" rumbled back the reply

"I will look into this lord rasputin, It will be handled" Blister assured.

"Good, good, Blister you are doing well, when the time comes you shall be greatly rewarded for you efforts" Rasputin said confidently as he faded into the shadows.

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Bruce stood on the top of the water tower, silently watching the city, his huge black cape billowing behind him.

He watched as the city burnt in front of him, as countless people were shot dead and hundreds of alarms rang out into the night.

"I've been away for far too long"

Niiiiiice...
I like this a lot...has a great deal of potential. I'm curious to see where you go with this...

Detective cross was one of the few good cops left, left fighting the good fight against the endless amount of criminals that seemed to lurk within the shadows of gotham.

He was in charge while commissioner gordon was in hospital, alot of the other cops did't like him, they thought he was unpredicatble, a "loose cannon", he prefered to be referred to as a "loose nuke", he was way more dagerous than a cannon.

As he climbled out of his car and walked over to the alley one of his men burst out of it and threw up on the sidewalk.

"Sissy" He hissed at the man as he marched into the alley past the C.S.I unit.

His eyes widened in shock, then he burst out of the alley and threw up on the sidewalk.

Cross looked up to see one of his men looking down at him grinning.

"Don't even think about it" detective cross growled as he rose to his feet and marched back into the alley.

"You, C.S.I guy,what happened the to girl?" He asked sharply.

"She went through quite alot sir, stabbed repeatedly in the chest with what seems to be a broken beer bottle, then she was raped, twice, after that she was stabbed in the throat and drowned on her own blood, looks like we've got a real psycho on our hands here boss" The C.S.I officer reported grimly.

"Well that makes a change" Detective cross muttered sarcastically as they put the girl into a body bag and carried her away.

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He flipped over the punk's head and them lifted him by his shoulders and threw him into his accomplice.

They sank to the ground, unconscious.

Batman jumped back into the batmobile and sped off.

He had heard reports that the fanatical joker gang,the "Jokerz" had taken up residence in old arkham and were causing alot of trouble.

"Time to play the clowns a visit" He growled to himself.
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Batwoman smashed through the window of stonehold's warehouse,stonehold was a big player in the gotham drugs trade.

Time for him and his empire to come crashing down.

She spun through the air and landed in the centre of the warehouse,suddenly the whole warehouse looked pitch black...suddenly she felt the ground rumbling.....then light shone in as the wall fell down and there, silhouetted against the light was Bane.

"Why hello, Looks like this job just got better" He chuckled grimly.

RA, I am so proud of you honey. You are getting much better and more into your writing. Well done. I will keep looking forward to new installments.

nice... i like the blow by blow style here....quick paced.
keep it coming...more...

Thank you very much for your comments, they are greatly appreciated :) .

I'm hoping I'll be able to write another installment soon.

Watch this space.

Right I've edited it because I had an idea.
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The tv turned to static in front of alfred's eyes and was replaced by an image of Blister who was reclining on a big leather chair facing the camera.

Good evening gotham, I'm Blister.
________________________________________________________________ Bane charged at Batwoman before she could react, he barged into her, sending her flying into a pile of crates.

I'm fairly new to gotham, but I'm settling in just fine

She rose to her feet as his enormous frame over shadowed her and his fist closed in around her frail neck and hefted her into the air.

you may have noticed gotham is in quite a state

Batwoman resolved not to scream or beg, she would't give him the pleasure as he brought her to his face and stared her in eye, she spat at him and his broke her neck like a twig.

Everything's at breaking point
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But I'm here to usher in a new order, a new age

Batman crept down the corridor stealthily, sticking to the shadows as he got closer and closer to his unwitting prey.

"HE HE HE HE, Joker would be proud boys" screeched the leader of the Jokerz.

you will all be seeing some changes around here soon

Batman pulled a smoke ball from his belt and tossed into the center of the group.

"It's the bat" One of them yelled

"Where is he?" came the cry from another.

but for now gotham

"RIGHT HERE" bellowed batman bringing his fist smashing into the leaders face.

Good night

Ok guys,tell me what you think of this edit,I actually put a fair bit of thought into this and it sounded good as I rewrote it.

Batman burst through the rusty doors of arkham, out into the night once again, he quickly marched back to the batmobile, time was of the essence now, gotham was falling apart, he had to be everywhere at once.

He stopped abruptly as he noticed something fluttering, caught in the window of his car.

Batman pulled it out.

A Joker card.
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"Twoface-doubly dead,harley-dead,Ra's al ghul-definitely dead....how annoying, they've all up and died" Joker grumbled as he rose from his alley way and walked down the steet for what seemed like hours till he reached the doorway of decaso hotel, the hotel of the rich and powerful in gotham.

"Time to make some art"
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Freeze liked the cold, he felt it fitting he would spend his remaining days frozen, emotionless and cold, just like always.

Arkham had a special "Ice" room just for him, it kept him in a type of hibernation, but he still had a certain level of consciousness.

The door slid open slowly,to reveal. . . . . .

Mr Blister.

He strolled in and came over to freeze, tapping on his holding cell.

"Still trying not to dream huh?" Blister mused.

Blister motioned to firefly who was standing behind him observing his surroundings.

"Get him out of there" Blister ordered.

Firefly nodded and then walked over to the control panel and release freeze.

Freeze felt life smash into him, it's warm embrace burning him.

"Firefly fetch his suit, he'll be needing it"

"And who would you be who dares to assume I need or want to be freed?" Freeze asked somewhat coldly.

"I am Mr blister and I have an offer for you"
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I think you are on a roll her RA. Keep it going honey. Well done.

Niiiiice....enter...the Freeze! Good GOOD stuff here....keep it rollin'!!

Firefly walked into Blisters office with mr Freeze in tow.

"We found him" Firefly confirmed with a thumbs up.

"Good work gentlemen" Blister said merrily as a tall but lanky man strolled into the room,a red cape sweeping behind him, He was wearing a blood red tuxedo and has a huge opague red capsule over his head, allowing him to see people without them being able to see him.

This man was known only as Red hood.

"Mr hood I presume? Your reputation precedes you...

"As does yours blister" Red hood interrupted "Enough of the pleasantries, A man like you with such...*specialist* associates" Red hood snapped eyeing Firefly and Mr freeze "Does not seek out a man like me, unless there's someone causing them an extreme difficulty" Red hood finished.

"Well straight to business I see, well that's good too, you've seen the news?" Blister asked uncharacteristically nervous as he tossed a news paper down onto the table.

The headline read: Copy cat killer? Or is the Joker back?

"JOKER???" Red hood gasped, taken aback.

"Yes, this is good for noone, Joker is a psycho, a loose cannon, he's threat to everything I've built, he's a threat to everything and everyone" Blister remarked darkly.

"I'll handle it" Red hood said assuredly as he strolled out.

"He's dangerous you know" Firefly commented.

"I don't think we can trust him" Freeze put in.

"You might be right" Blister said thoughtfully.
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"It's not good out there is it?" Gordon asked gruffly.

"It's gotham, it's never been good" Batman shrugged.

"Heh, so even you have a sense of humour, there's hope yet" Gordon chuckled.

Batman allowed himself a smile grin.

"How are you holding up old friend?"

"I'm an old man y'know, not as fit as I used to be, doctors say I'm on the mend though" Gordon coughed as he looked up he saw Batman had left, back into the night.

"I'm sorry" He whispered as tears cascaded down his old and wrinkled face.

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Yay! I like it sweetie. Keep it goin.

Batman heard that something fishy was going on in saint genesius church, it had been abandoned for years.

He crept silently through the church, he could hear someone giggling.

"I have a bat in my belfry,hehehehe,remember that?" a familar voice called out from somewhere.

"Joker?" Batman asked ducking into the shadows to avoid any traps or projectiles heading his way.

"In a sense" Joker replied grimly. "They won't make it you know"

"Who won't?" Batman asked humouring the Joker, if he could stop him now, he would save countless lives.

"Come now Bruce, surely you,the worlds greatest detective should know"

"Bruce?" Batman repeated slightly confused, that seemed very out of place for the Joker.

"Yes Bruce, don't play dumb with me, I could always see right through you" The Joker spat as he emerged from the shadows.

Batman's jaw dropped, he could't believe what he was seeing.

The Joker's face was a horrific mess of scars and wounds and his smile had become even more chilling.

"Like my new look?"

"Not really" Batman replied nervously, circling the Joker.

"I know, it doesn't quite bring out the madness in my eyes does it?" Joker laughed.

"I'm surprised you survived the blast"

"Oh I did't" Joker smirked as he threw a smoke grenade towards Batman blinding him.

Through the sound of the Joker's insane laughter, he could here a countdown detonator begin.

"Fly home little bat and tell everyone the news, JOKERS BACK IN TOWN!!!

hey man this stuff is great

"Sir, is it him? has he truly returned?" Alfred asked bruce tentativly.

"No Alfred, it's not him, something wasn't quite right with him, something different yet somehow familar, but I can't quite put my finger on it" Bruce replied thoughtfully as he looked over morgue reports concerning the Joker.

"Just be careful sir" Alfred warned as he strolled out of the batcave.
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Red hood had heard rumours that Checkmate, an old enforcer for penguin, knew where Joker was hiding.

"time to pay checkmate a visit"

Red hood dropped from the roof and landed gracefully outside a club for the criminals of gotham.

He wrapped himself in his cloak and seemed to become invisable, he stood in the dank alleyway near the clubs exit, watching and waiting, he stood there like a statue for hours.

Then the doors swung open and there stood Checkmate.

Suddenly Red hood became visable as he hefted Checkmate off his feet and slammed him into the wall.

"R.....red...hey...budd" Stuttered Checkmate spraying Red hood with spit.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Red hood growled hefting checkmate into the air once again and slamming him into the ground, with a swift jab to the neck he paralaysed checkmate.

"There now we can talk properly" Red hood let out a calming breath, interrgation was 99% psychological, and he wasn't off to the best of starts.

"Do whateva yu want! I ain't tellin yu nuthin!" Checkmate said less than convincingly.

"Oh?it's that game is it?" Red hood sighed as he pulled a small syringe from his tuxedo and quickly stabbed it into checkmates neck.

"You have been poisoned,you will die an incredibly painful death in exactly ten minutes, if you don't tell me what I want,if you do,the antidote is yours"

"Please....I don't wanna die" Checkmate whimpered.

"I know" Red hood said darkly "Wheres the clown?"

"Yu mean da J-man? he's hidin out in dat old theatre on da east side"

"Excellant" Red hood went to walk off, but stopped for a second and turned "Oh yes, the antidote" He laid it down next to checkmate.

"Hey...I can't move...hey! HEY!!!" Shrieked Checkmate as his skin began to bubble.

"I'll have to thank Blister for that poision" Red hood said to himself "I'm impressed"

Firefly sat in the shadows watching.

"Me too"
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Blister was contemplating his future.

Gotham.

America.

The world.

It would all be his, soon enough.

For the time being, he'd have to settle for moving these pawns and being a pawn for Rasputin, but when the time came, and it would.

"I won't hesitate" Blister whispered to himself.

"Hesitate?" echoed Rasputin from behind him.

Blister turned surprised, although he did't show it of course, no, it would't do for him to appear surprised.

"I won't hesitate to serve you my lord"

"I'm sure" Rasputin said doubtfully "But we have more pressing matters at hand, it's time to take down the detective, but do not strike at the mask, strike at the man"

"I understand" Blister said.
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Joker sat in the theatre looking up at the stage.

"It paints a marvellous picture doesn't it?"

Joker shot to his feet.

"Who said that?" He yelled, his voice bouncing off the walls.

"Me" came the reply.

Joker span round and saw a his reflection in a cracked mirror.

"Nice suit, shame about the face but not too shabby at all" The reflection laughed.

"You talk?" The Joker gasped.

"I can tap dance too!" came the reply "hahahah, my my, we've certinaly lost our sense of humour haven't we?

"Shut up" Joker screamed, covering his ears with his hands and sqeezing his eyes shut. "Get away from me......LEAVE ME ALONE".

"Oh you'll never be alone....not anymore"

Firefly stood of the roof of city hall, laughing as he watched the city burning in front of him, bathed in the glory and beauty of the flames as they danced in the darkness.

"If this don't get the bat's attention, I don't know what will!" he yelled to freeze who was standing just behind him, clearly the heat did't agree with him.

"It has better be soon" He growled

Hey freeze just chill......" Firefly never got his finish his sentence as freeze grabbed his throat.

"You are nothing to me" He whispered to firefly bringing him close to his face.

"Am I interrupting something?" Red hood asked as he emerged from the shadows and removed freeze from firefly.

"Just you wait snowman" Firefly muttered under his breath.

"Pyro punk" Freeze sneered.

Suddenly batman dropped out of the sky into the middle of them.

He quickly tore firefly's fuel pack from his body and neutralised him with a nerve tap as he turned he saw freeze aiming his ice cannon at him.

No time to dodge.

But there was no need as Red hood charged at him sending them both to the ground.

Batman rose swiftly throwing a stun ball at Freeze, it latched onto his bulky armour and delivered a powerful electric shock, rendering him unconcious.

He turned to see that Red hood had vanished and in his place lay a playing card, fluttering in the wind.

King of diamonds.
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"I need you to get something from gotham's ancient history museum"

Bane looked up at Blister, interested.

"Museum? thats a bit out of the usual but sure, what is it you need?" Bane replied laying his book down on the table.

"The tomb of talia is being delivered there tonight, it contains what experts believe to be a long dead egyptian queen, whereas I know what it really is" Blister informed.

Talia? that name gave Bane pause, it seemed familar.

"Ok. . .No problem, anything else?" Bane asked.

"as it happens yes, I need you to also secure for me the ruby of Ra from the gotham national diamond bank"
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Joker marched into the vault seemingly unfazed by the millions of dollars worth of diamonds before him, he stopped in the centre of the enormous vault and turned to his men.

"We're looking for a huge ruby, you'll know it when you see it, first one to find it gets a prize!" Joker laughed.

hehe you made a funny

"What?who said that????" Joker spat pulling out his gun from within his suit.

He turned on the nearest member of the Jokerz.

"You! It was you wasn't it!" Joker shrieked blasting the man in the face.

Opps wrong!

"Oh well....boys" Joker annonced with mock sadness as he pulled a tissue from his pocket and dabbed his eyes with it "lets have a moment of silence for poor old. . .whatever, NOW FIND ME MY RUBY!!!"

Good to see you still have a sense of humour

Stay out of my head!!!

How rude....just as I was beginning to think you'd make a good apprentice.

Just shut up.

Joker looked in the direction of the reception as he heard the roof window shatter.

Here comes the Bat

Then Joker heard that main doors smash, as if a car had drove into them.

And here comes the Bane.

Bane burst into the reception and shook off the rubble and broken glass.

As he looked around and saw Batman land neatly infront of him, a huge smile over took his face.

"Oh. . . . .I've been waiting for this" he chuckled as he dusted himself off.

Not a word left batman's lips, he charged straight at Bane, and at the last moment span into the air and landed on bane's back and drove a shock baton down into his neck.

No effect.

"Shit!"cursed batman as bane tore him from his shoulders and threw him into the nearest wall.

Bane let out a triumphant roar as he stomped over to batman, but he stopped dead in his tracks and sank to his knees.

Red hood dropped down from the ceiling, his cape flowing behind him majestically.

"I'll take it from here Bane" Red hood said.

Batman looked up amazement.

Whats going on here?!#?

"Don't worry, he's not dead, just in an extremely deep sleep" Red hood explained casually as he walked into the main vault, his guns drawn.

Batman heard round after round being shot off and screams as gang members fell to the ground in a display of bloodbath and death.

Batman rose to his feet unsteadily.

"Well well, not looking to good are we?" Laughed the Joker emerging from the room, his suit was soaked in blood. "That Red hood guy's quite a riot...well...he was quite a riot"

Suddenly police sirens could be heard echoing into the night as police cars pulled up outside the bank.

Joker quickly ran over picked up a huge ruby, it glittered magnificently in the light, it was wonderous.

Then Batman suddenly felt the world go black and fade.

WOOOOOOOOTTTTT....damn, son, this is kicking serious ass. Do NOT stop writing this.

Bruce opened his eyes to see he was chained to a wall in what seemed to be a police interview room.

He noticed a bulky man in a suit sitting down opposite him.

"So Batman we meet at last....or should I call you bruce?" The man said smugly as he pulled the mask from Bruce's face. "I'm from the V.C.A.

"The vigilante containment agency" Bruce muttered to himself

"Yes, we've been after you for quite a while bruce, but now we got you, oh by the way, you can call me agent zero"

"Fuck you" Bruce retorted "I don't need to know your name"

"Oh don't say that Bruce, you're going to be seeing me for a long, long time" Laughed agent zero.
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"So we have the tomb but not the ruby. . . . .this is a problem I did not forsee...and with firefly,freeze and Bane all under the guard of the authorities, I have a problem. . . we have a problem" Blister said to Red hood.

"The Joker has the ruby" Red hood said matter of factly.

"Ah it should't be too hard to track him down and take it back" Blister let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh I already have"

"Excellant, where is he???" Blister asked frantically.

"Right here" Red hood replied, as he threw off his hood revealing the grinning face of the Joker, he threw three razor sharp playing cards into Blisters chest.

Blister fell to his knees, covered in his own blood.

Joker left the room silently.

"Let me help you" Came a voice from the shadows.
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Alfred heard the door-com system buzz.

"Who is it?" Alfred asked

"It's me alfred. . .tim. .I hear Bruce needs me" Came the reply

"More than you know master drake"
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Niiiiice.....still kicking ass my friend....very impressed...

Sorry I am late RA. I am lovin this. So proud of ya hun. Keep it coming. You are doing great. I think you have found your nitch so to speak.

Tim flew through the air effortlessly landing on the roof of the V.C.A.

"It's good to be back" He said to himself as he flipped down onto the ground.

He turned and quickly attached a small explosive to the wall and then climbed back onto the roof.

A deafening bang shook the building.

"show time"
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"One more time batboy, where is the Joker?" Asked agent zero

"You know that empty space between your ears? you might want to start looking there"

Agent zero punched Bruce in the teeth, spraying himself in Bruce's blood.

"Good to see you've still got a sense of humour" Agent zero sneered

Suddenly the door flew open and their stood Robin.

He sprang across the room and before agent zero could react, Robin delivered a bone shattering uppercut, zero went down.

"Tim....you should't have....it's not your fight...I did't want to drag you into this" Bruce said bitterly.

"You did't drag me into this Bruce and face it, you need me"
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Blister rose to his feet, his wounds were all healed, he stretch out and signed.

His eyes were completely gray and cold and his voice had taken on a deep and rocky tone.

"Much better"

TEASE. Come on..you can give us MORE than that....sheesh...

You're doing a really good job of establishing a story with these characters, well done Boy Wonder.

I hope this is up to previous standards, I don't feel much like writing, but I feel like I have to, to return to normalcy.

Lets begin.
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Bruce climbed out of bed stiffly, his head was still pounding.

Alfred rushed into the room.

"Sir, are you ok?"

"I'm fine Alfred, just a little headache" Bruce assured alfred.

"I shall fetch some pain killers sir, ah yes, before it slips my mind, I have hired someone to help around the mansion, he's a young man by the name of Terry mcginnis, he's a friend of my family" Alfred said flustered.

"Yes, yes that's fine Alfred, if you think he's trustworthy, thats good enough for me, by the way, where's Tim?"
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Robin jumped from roof top to roof top, patrolling the city.

He heard a scream from an alley way below.

Robin instantly sprang into action landing neatly behind the tall man who had just stabbed a young woman.

"Hey punk, lay down the weapon and give up. . . ." Robin stopped abruptly as the man turned around.

"No. . . it can't be" Gasped Robin

"Hi Tim" Welcomed the Joker.

"You're dead" Robin exclaimed.

"So are you" Joker replied darkly as he closed in on Robin.

Robin jumped at Joker, aiming a kick at his head, but Joker grabbed Robin's foot and slammed him into the alley wall.

Robin sank to the floor.

"Did you really think you could beat me Tim? after all, I'm the real boy wonder" Joker laughed.
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Terry hated wayne manor, it felt big, empty and lonely.

"So you're Terry?" Bruce asked as he crept into the room.

Terry jumped.

"Yes mr wayne, you don't mind me wokring here do you? "Terry asked anxiously

"Of course not, any friend of Alfred's is a friend of mine, although I am wondering what you're doing in my armoury?" Bruce asked with a small smile

"Errrm. . .cleaning?"

Bruce surpressed the urge to laugh upon seeing the terrified look on Terry's face.

"It's okay Terry, I've gotta go to a business meeting, feel free to help yourself to some food" Bruce said warmly as he walked off back to his room.

"Huh, he's not so bad for a rich guy" Terry said amazed.

Niiiiiice...I love the touch of adding Batman Beyond's Terry McGuiness to the mix. classic!!

Oh, I agree with Hit here. Well done honey. I am looking forward to the next installment. You keep rockin on this K. It is very good.

Alfred awoke in the morning and promptly went to check the mail as always.

He found a battered and beaten robin lying on the door step with a note attached.

Lets see the robin fly with it's wings clipped.

Alfred suddenly noticed that both of robins arms were completely snapped.
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Joker tried to release himself from Blister's iron grip but it was impossible, Blister had him trapped, pinned up against the wall, helpless.


"Where's the ruby?" Blister growled shaking Joker violently.

Joker feigned ignorance.

"Ruby? what ruby?" He said somewhat unconviningly.

"This one" Blister stated as he search Joker and found a rather sizeable ruby in his coat pocket, he tossed Joker to the ground like a cigarette butt and stalked off into the shadows.

"Nobody does that to me, not in my city" Joker spat, rage gripping his black heart.
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Terry had once again gotten bored and decided to check out the libary.

"Jeez, my house could fit in here. . . .Twice!" Terry exclaimed awed.

He noticed a piano sitting in the corner.

whats the harm?

He sat down and began to play until suddenly a section of the bookcase creaked open revealing a small elevator.

"What the hell?"

Very Nice there, its nice to see this moving again and I look forward to seeing more.

Terry emerged from the elevator, awe keeping him silent as his eyes opened wide to try to comprehend what he was seeing.

Finally he gasped "I don't believe it"

Alfred's voice came from behind him.

"Is it really that unbelievable?"
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Bruce sat at the top of the table and listened as the cold faceless bean counters that ran his company in his stead read various statisics and reports out to him.

He could't care less.

He was more worried about the numerous psychopaths and criminal scum roaming Gotham.

"I should't be here" Bruce grumbled.
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Blister stood in the centre of a huge hall surrounded by a group of men clad in thick black metal armour, they each had long samurai swords, hidden within golden sheaths.
Their faces were hidden beneath black face plates.

This was the league of shadows.

"It is time!!!" Blister cried out "Time for the grand leader and master himself, Rasputin alexia ghoul to once again lead us against the swarming villianies of man!!!"

Blister could't quite place it, but something wasn't right, he felt almost as if he wasn't himself.

Cool! I like it alot! I been really gettin' into it since the very beginning. When I saw the dates you posted it, I was glad I caught it late, today was my first day readin' it. I thought I woulda gotten a good chunk of the story being that I caught it almost 2 months after you started writin', but alas... :(

:lol:

Nah, lol keep goin at it. The story's hot! I look forward to see whats comin' next.

RA, you're doing a great job of this mate, really excelling yourself and the quality of your writing has already improved a great deal whilst you've been writing. I look forward to reading more and I hope you enjoy writing it as much as me and numerours others enjoy reading it.

Very well done RA honey. Proud of ya. Now you get your ass back in here and start writing again or I am gonna talk bad about your new gf keeping you from this great story. lol

Lol, I am back and shall be writing new part shortly for your reading pleasure, I've been busy recently with lucy and my various projects, but I do sorely miss writing this, so watch this space!
And no that doesn't mean sit up all night waiting,go to sleep and when you wake up I may have written something.
(yes I am being an egotistical maniac, anyone wanna try and stop me?)

Hey Renegade-Agent, rumor has it that you lost your touch at writing. That you no longer possess the skills to write that beautiful story that you never finished. Shit, when I first heard this, I was all like "Who you talkin' about?? Dude from MM?? Nah. No way! He could write his ass off. Have you even read his stuff? He does great work!" But everybody's all like 'He don't got what it takes' or 'He lost it'. Man, whatever is what I say. Dude, get back in here and finish this fanfic thing-a-muh-bob before this rumor spreads like wildfire. I'm like the only one defending you. Dude. :wth:

The mayor turned on his seat and peered out of the large double glazed windows that had been there since the building had been constructed back during Gotham's creation. They were framed with a crimson red lining and luxurious blue velvet curtains that the mayor found strangely comforting.

He honestly loved his city and despite whatever mad ideas the FBI had about him embezzling city funds and selling arms to organised crime syndicates (None of that had actually proved much to his satisfaction, the mayor found nothing was ever proved if you had enough money and knew whose hands needed greasing.) he was a patriot who only wanted the best for his citizens. The thing he loved his city most for was its predictability. It was easy to control once you knew the patterns and it became even easier once you knew how to manipulate the balance of power so that anyone who happened to be a particular thorn in the mayor’s side vanished mysteriously.

He sighed happily as he spun the chair back to his desk and poured himself a sizable whisky.
That's when a missile that was entirely unpredicted tore a hole through the wall and blew half of the mayor’s office to rubble. The mayor was hidden under his desk by the time the joker traipsed through the hole. Several Hench men followed in his wake, each of them clasping a large machine gun.
"Hello Martha! I'm home!" The joker called out, waving at the desk. "C'mon sugar, didn't ya miss me?"
The mayor neither moved nor made any reply. Pulling a revolver out of his jacket the joker ushered for his men to stay silent. While the mayor quivered and shook beneath the desk the joker tip toed over and leant over the desk.

His eternal smile grew ever larger when he saw the mayor’s chubby exterior shaking. Raising the gun up into the air he fired and nearly laughed out loud when a wet patch spread out across the carpet originating at the Mayor's crutch.
He's going to kill me... I'm, going to die in a puddle of my own piss.
"Come out Mayor, I'm not going to kill you" The joker announced while he strode away from the desk "At least not till batman gets here, then the fun really begins!!!"

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Terry held a cup of tea in his hands while Alfred poured himself a cup. They were in the kitchen seated around a small wooden table that would not have looked out of place in a small rural cottage.
"So he's really. . .”Terry looked about conspiratorially then leaned towards the old man "He's really the batman?"
Alfred smiled at the boy's secretive nature and winked at him.
"Try to keep it a secret."
Terry stared him in the eye then broke into a grin. "You’re making fun of me aren't ya?"
"Oh I would hardly dare mock a master of mystery such as yourself terry."
They both laughed at this. After a moment Terry stopped and continued with his questions. "So that's why he's so..."
"Gloomy? Dark? Grim? Depressed?" Alfred filled in.
"Err yeah . . . that"
"Once you get to know the master better you'll understand him properly and if you're lucky you may manage to get past his exterior, god knows he needs it."
Intrigued Terry pushed on "Needs what?"
"Some kind of human contact, a friend. Things are not going well for him lately and I am worried about him. Bruce has become like a son to me"
Silence dominated the room while terry thought over this.
"Who’s that kid in the bed room upstairs?"
"That's Master Tim. . .He’s one of Mr Wayne’s . . . apprentices."