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!!!

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This is the sequel to my other batman fan fic-Batman: DARK JOKER
I hope you enjoy and I look forward to all your comments.
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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".

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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"

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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.

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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.

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

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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.

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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.
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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

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