Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2007 19:17:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jason Decade <femtoka2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Prince of Gotham 2

Disclaimer: This is a my perspective on characters who belong to DC comics.
So all rights and stuff go to them except for the character(s) that I make
up.


Chapter 2: Crime


I was walking home, trying to figure things out. I had gone to gripe Dick
out, but I ended up on his. I was almost home when I had to walk through
the alley. It shaved about five minutes off my walk, so I went through the
alley, but before I could reach the end, someone appeared in front of me. I
turned to walk the other way to see two other guys. I turned to see the
other guy come into clear sight.

" It's a party. Sorry guys, I'm not a party person tonight." I said
nervously reaching into my pocket for mace, " Really not a good time."

" Are you Phoenix Fox?" the leader of the gang ask.

" Who wants to know?" I asked.

The guys laughed behind me.

The guy punched his hand, " Our boss wants you out of the way. You're a
threat." he said.

" I'm honored...who's your boss?" I asked.

" The Clown Prince." he said.

" ok, now you're scarin the hell outta me." I said, shiting and looking at
him.

" I figured I would." he said.

The guys went to grab me, but I ducked and back kicked one of them. I then
maced another guy, but got punched and staggered to the wall! I looked back
up at the man with the gun.

" Say goodnight." he said.

" Good night."  a voice said before a dark figure pounced on them. He
disarmed the gun guy, knocking him out and used some cool little gadgets to
knock the other two out!

" Good niiiight." I said, standing up against the wall, " You must be
Superman." I joked.

" You're in danger." Batman said.

" Ya think?" I said, reaching down and picking up a card, " Joker. Of
course. Just got my new story, unless you want to be it."

He was silent.

" Please?" I asked.

" You should be careful." Batman said, shooting a thingy in the air and
'flying' away.

" Well, that was rude." I said, leaving the alley.



" YAH! Dad, I'm fine. Just let me finish the story, please. DAD, Batman
saved me! I'm on my way to write about it." I said into my cell, " Yeah,
dad, I'm on my way to work. I'm not sure who's here, I mean it's seven, so
I hope there's a lot of people. Okay, I will. Love you too." I said,
hanging up.


The car came to a stop and I hopped, running into the office.

" Everybody get your asses in the boardroom...I got a story." I said
quickly.



" Master Wayne, master Phoenix is on the telephone for you." Alfred said,
handing Bruce the phone.

" Thank you, Alfred," Bruce said, " Phoenix, where are you? You're keeping
everyone waiting on...what? Are you okay? You're at work,
but...everyone's..." he said, trying to get a word in. Bruce winced at a
static in the phone, " Are you sure? Alright, be safe."


Bruce handed Alfred the phone and looked back at Barbara Gordon, Dick
Grayson, and Timothy Drake.

" What's up Bruce?" Tim asked.

Bruce stood and pushed in his chair, " There was static." he said.

" What's wrong with Phoenix?" Dick asked with concern.

" He's in trouble, he got attacked earlier by Joker's goons and he shrugged
it off, but the phone was bugged. I think he's in trouble."

" No way!" Tim said, " Why would the Joker be after him?"

Barbara chuckled, " Yes, why would the Joker want to kill someone that
writes incriminating stories?" she asked, " He's been busy with a story
lately and I bet it's about the Joker."

" It is and it's the kind of story that kills." Bruce said, walking to his
study.

" Where'd Dick go?" Tim asked.

They all looked around.

" Master Dick left on his bike, he seemed to be in a hurry." Alfred said, "
Is Master Phoenix alright?"

" We don't know." Tim said, " We're going to save him."

" Oh. So, I should put the dinner away?" Alfred asked, " Very good sir." he
said, gathering plates.



I was in the board room of the office and all the reporters and writers had
assembled. I was ready to start.

" Ok, recently, I got mugged." I said.

" Are you okay?" Shawn Brighton, one of my best writers asked.

" Yeah. I'm better than alright. I'm the story. And believe me, it's not
your standard, 'Luthor tries to take over the world' again scoop, this is
real news." I said, causing them to stare at me uneasily, " Joker sent
actual people after me and Batman saved me and...um, basically, I missed
that opprotunity to get a comment, but I got a pi.." I stopped as I saw a
group of guys coming through the lobby. The guys entered the board room,
guns pointed, " Can we help you?"

Two people in the middle of the group stepped out, revealing themselves to
be Harley Quinn and the Joker.

" Hey puddin." Harley said, walking over to me.

" Dr. Harleen Quinnzel, right?" I asked.

Harley shook her head and pulled out a gun, " Wrong!" she said, pulling the
trigger and causing a punching bag to shoot out and punch me in the face, "
Name's Harley." she chuckled.

" Let the games begin." Joker said, laughing maniaclly.



Dick Grayson/Nightwing sped off towards downtown Gotham. He couldn't stand
that neither guy had said anything about this! The Joker wasn't just gonna
lay off. This was true Bruce Wayne. The Dark Knight...God! Why couldn't he
just be more than Batman for once?! Nightwing picked up speed on his anger.

" Nightwing." Bruce's voice said.

Nightwing looked ahead, " What?" he asked.

" Things just went from bad to worse." Bruce said, " Joker and his gang
have Phoenix in a hostage situation, along with every employee of the
newspaper. Not only that, but..."

" You're shittin me?!" Nightwing asked.

" No and Robin and I are too far away, you need to get in there, now."
Bruce said.

" Right." Nightwing said, speeding even faster.


The Joker gang were setting up some party type thing and I was just
regaining consciousness. I saw Harley standing and the Joker griped her out
for no reason. She pouted and came over to me.


I wiped my lip and thought about it, " I cannot believe you take that from
him." I said quickly.

" Huh?" Harley asked.

" He just griped you out for no reason. You seem liberated." I said, " You
could be the villain!"

" I get that alot, but Mr. J don't mean it." Harley chuckled, " He's just
bein Mr. J."

" He's a clown." I said simply.

" He's an ar-tist." Harley said dreamily.

" Or, you know, a murderer." I said carefully.

Harley stood, " I...He's..." she stammered.

" Sad." I said, " He's a sad clown and soon somebody'll save me. Batman,
Robin...Aquaman?" I said, looking around.

" I have to object! I think you're too late." The Joker said
enthusiastically.

" I'm making with the butterflies...is it my birthday?" I smirked.

Joker looked at me, then smiled, " I like you. You should work for me...oh
wait, you're almost dead." he said, " What did the insane penguin say to
the..."

" Oh shut up!" one of the secretaries said, " You've told sixty jokes."

" True." Joker said, snatching a gun and shooting her, " That's the only
true punchline."

There were screams and crying and I looked up at them.

" She was no fun, too uptight." The Joker cackled.

I nodded carefully, " So, you killed her?" I asked.

" That's his favorite joke." Harley said, smiling extra big.

" What's yours, him?" I asked.

" Time to play 'Sudden Death'." Joker smiled.

" I do not like the sound of that." I said, looking at the can of gas.

" The object is to get out alive." Harley smirked.

" How likely is that?" I asked.

" Not very." Joker said, " When the gas pops through that nozzle, it
becomes my famous gas...if anyone tampers with the tank, it'll explode."

" Sudden death. So, we can just leave?" I asked.

" Yes. If you can get past the men in masks." Joker said.

" What men in..." I looked around to see the gang with masks, " ...masks."

" Ta ta." Joker said, leaving.


" You bastard, just let them go and take me. I swear, I'll go." I said
intensely.

" No. We tried that, didn't we. Plus, I'm hunting bigger game." Joker said,
slamming the double doors and locking them. The gang went and stood in
front of the door.

" What are we gonna do?" Shawn asked.

" I don't know, I mean..." the gas began leaking out, " We've gotta get out
of here before that gas reaches everyone."

" So what do we do?" Sam, the sports writer said.

I looked from them to the guards, then to my employees, " I've got a plan."
I said, " The lights are gonna go off in a minute, I can tell. When they
do, get everyone to the side of the room." I said quickly.

" How do you know?" Shawn asked.

" Trust me." I said.

They did as I asked and informed my employees of the plan.

I stared at the lights, " Oscuridad." I whispered and the lights failed. I
jumped out of the way in just enough time to avoid the assult of gunshots
coming at me. The windows shot out and the gang didn't stop shooting until
they were out of ammo, then I whispered, " Luz." and the lights shot back
on.

" What the!" one of the guys asked.

I looked up to see a guy standing there. I had heard of him before,
Nightwing, he was supposedly Robin. Or the first one. I watched him take
care of four of seven of the guys, then they became too much. I ran over
and kicked on that was punching him. Another one ran at me, but I ducked
and punched him, getting hit from behind. Before I felt any more pain, I
saw all my employees attack the remaining thugs.

I stopped, noticing Nightwing staring at me, " What?" I asked. He ran to
the window while the employees were escaping and I ran after him, " Hey!"
he stopped, " Thanks." I said.

He smiled and nodded.

" You're Nightwing." I said.

He nodded. Then there was a loud beep and we both looked over in time to
see the bomb explode and I felt Nightwing grab me and we fell from the
window! He shot something out of his hand and it caught onto the building
and we stopped falling, but only for a minute because the fire cut through
the 'thing' and we fell again.

" Try something else!" I said.

" It's all I got!" he said, but someone caught us.

We were pulled up and I saw Batman and Robin!


" Oh my gosh, it's true, huh. YOu used to be Robin and you're the new
Robin...and you're Batman." I said, looking at them. Before I could say
anything else, I kissed Nightwing, " Thanks." but I felt some gas hit my
face and I passed out.



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